Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen choked and didn't respond, "who are you calling?"

Wei Anning didn't speak, picked up the mobile phone on the desk, turned and left.

Leng Youchen stared at her back. The purpose of her coming in was simple and rough, just to get her cell phone. When he lifted the table, his sense of existence was not even as good as a mobile phone.

"Stop!" Leng Youchen whispered. Wei Anning ignored him. He walked out of the study with his mobile phone and slammed the door considerately.

With a bang, the room was quiet inside and outside.

Leng Youchen's face was livid and stared at the closed study door. He was so angry that he dared to slam the door at him.

Song Qingge was delighted when she saw that the husband and wife were making trouble. Recently, it is not a popular word. There is no marriage that can not be broken up, only the little three who doesn't work hard. Anyway, the third brother is his, so she will spare no effort to break up him and Wei Jing.

She looked at Leng Youchen carefully. She looked at his ugly face. She deliberately said, "third brother, let's ignore her. Where did you say just now? Oh, I was pestered by gangsters, or did you pass by heroes to save the United States... "

Leng Youchen had no interest at all. He pursed his lips and interrupted song Qingge's memory, "it's getting late. I'll let Rong Ling take you back."

"Third brother!" Song Qingge exclaimed. They had a good conversation just now. He suddenly drove her away. It must be because Wei Jingjing hated her again.

"Third brother, you are in a bad mood. Shall I stay here with you?" She squatted down beside him, looked up and looked at him affectionately, and said softly.

Leng Youchen said nothing, and stretched out his hand to pull her up, "go back, I want to be alone."

Song Qingge, no matter how cheeky she is, can't continue to stay. She bit her lip, "well, you have a rest early and I'll come back tomorrow."

Leng Youchen didn't say much and waved to her. Song Qingge went out reluctantly. When I passed the living room, I saw Wei Anning standing in front of the French window to make a phone call.

Her eyes were filled with hate and jealousy. It was this woman. If it weren't for her, she and her third brother would have walked together.

Wei Anning didn't get through to Gu chengjue. Her mobile phone was always turned off. She frowned and suddenly felt someone staring at her behind her. She turned around and saw song Qingge standing next to the sofa in the living room.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the handbag in her hand. She narrowed her eyes. "Is Miss Song going back?"

Song Qingge was angry when she looked like a hostess. What's wrong with her? The third brother married her for revenge. She really regarded herself as a green onion. Thinking so, her eyes became more and more contemptuous, "Miss Wei, the most important thing is self-knowledge. I hope you don't occupy a position that doesn't belong to you, otherwise you will find how sad you are."

Wei Anning didn't understand the potential meaning of her words. "I'm not sad. I don't need Miss Song to remind me, but I'd like to advise Miss Song not to stare at the food on other people's plates. Even if others don't eat, they won't give it to you."

"You!" Song Qingge is so angry that her pretty face is almost distorted. What does she mean, treat her as a beggar? Charity?

"Since Miss Song is leaving, it's not convenient for me to forcibly detain guests. Mr. housekeeper, please arrange to get off and take Miss Song back." Wei Anning is not simply silly and sweet.

Song Qingge is hostile to her. It can be seen from the first sight that no matter what she and Leng Youchen do, she will never let her rival climb over her head.