Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Rong Ling stepped back from his study. When he passed the door of the master bedroom, his steps stopped. He squinted at the closed door, and a faint light flashed across his eyes.

He walked into the living room. Song Qingge stood up from the sofa and greeted him. "Is the third brother in the study? Why do they leave us alone?"

Rong Ling glanced at her with an eyebrow. Even though song Qingge had been climbing and rolling in the workplace for several years, Miss Qianjin was Miss Qianjin. She didn't know how to hide her careful thinking.

"San Shao is hungry. Please send some snacks to miss song." Rong Ling said without trace. In his opinion, song Qingge is 10000 times better than Wei Jingjing. At least song Qingge is sincere to San Shao.

Song Qingge's heart jumped with joy. She quickly nodded, "OK, I'll prepare."

Looking at Song Qingge's figure into the kitchen, Rong Ling picked up her mobile phone and applied for a flight. After calling, he found what was missing in the suite. He found the housekeeper and asked, "Uncle an, why didn't you see Li Dong?"

Li Dong has always been inseparable from San Shao. Except that he met him yesterday, he hasn't seen anyone all day today.

The housekeeper is taking care of the clothes Leng Youchen will wear tomorrow. He glances at Rong Ling and says, "the three young men sent him to work. He should be back soon."

Rong Ling couldn't find out any more. She stood beside her and chatted with the housekeeper. Most of her questions were about Wei Anning. He remembers and hates the fact that sanshao was smashed and broke his leg six years ago, and has always had a lump in his heart for Wei Anning.

The housekeeper knew that Rong Ling was really loyal to San Shao, but sometimes he interfered too much, which made San Shao unhappy. He said one or two words, "San Shao has San Shao's idea. We should do our part as servants. Don't interfere too much, which will affect the feelings in the past."

"Then let the evil stay with San Shao and continue to harm him?"

"Rong Ling!" The housekeeper whispered, "don't let San Shao hear this, otherwise don't blame him for not thinking about the friendship between master and servant. Sanshao's lack of color makes him dizzy. He knows what he's doing. He's afraid you don't know what you're doing. "

Rong Ling's face is hard to see the extreme. He thought that sanshao married Wei Jingjing for revenge, but now it seems that sanshao took Wei Jingjing as the first in everything and spoiled it into his bones. It seems that he has long forgotten the hatred of broken legs in those years.

He doesn't understand why he has to marry an enemy when there are so many women in the world?

The housekeeper looked at his expression and couldn't help shaking his head. If he went on like this, one day Rong Ling would touch the three little scales.

Song Qingge prepared tea and came to the study with a tray. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. There came Leng Youchen's indifferent voice, "who?"

"Third brother, it's me. I'm coming in." Song Qingge opened the door and was choked by the smoke in the room. She looked up and saw the man smoking behind the desk through the smoke. She closed the door without trace and walked slowly.

Put the tray on the desk. She saw several cigarette butts in the crystal ashtray. She frowned slightly. "Third brother, do you have any trouble?"

Leng Youchen had a cigarette between his fingers and gloomy eyebrows. "Qingge, where do you live? I'll let Rong Ling take you back."

Song Qingge opened the window, then continued to open the window as if nothing had happened and let fresh air flow in. She said, "smoking is harmful to your health. Don't smoke so much and hurt your body."