Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen leaned back in his chair. The injuries on his forehead and legs hurt faintly. He closed his eyes and remembered the scene that shocked his mind just now. If the other party came to snipe her, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

"Li Dong, drive faster."

The man said in a deep voice that he wanted to go back quickly. Only when he saw that she was okay with his own eyes could his heart be put back in place.

When he returned to the hotel, Leng Youchen had changed back to his suit and shoes. Before getting off the bus, he cut his hair in front of the rear-view mirror and covered the wound cut by broken glass on his forehead.

Fortunately, the wound is on the hairline. It's hard to find it if you cover it a little.

Take the elevator upstairs. As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw Leng Yanbai standing at the door of the suite smoking with cigarette butts scattered on the ground. He has always been well dressed and paid attention to his image. His dark trouser legs are full of soot.

People who pay so much attention to their image don't even know how much they are worried about.

Hearing the sound of the wheelchair pressing over the ground, Leng Yanbai looked sharply through the smoke.

Their eyes met in the air with sparks.

"What did you do to quiet? The doctor said she was frightened. If you can't protect her well, let Xian. " Leng Yanbai's eyebrows and eyes were fierce, as if he couldn't bear it.

Leng Youchen casually stroked the folds on his sleeves and said, "let Xian? If I remember correctly, it's the second brother. You personally gave her to me. How can you find your conscience and be reluctant to give it up now? "

"You!" This is Leng Yanbai's weakness in his life. For profit, he gave his favorite woman to his brother.

Leng Youchen raised his eyes, which implied a warning, "how my second brother and wife are around me has nothing to do with you. I advise you to recognize your position, otherwise you will have nothing."

With that, he didn't talk nonsense to him again and slid into the presidential suite in a wheelchair.

"Bang", the door slammed in front of Leng Yanbai's face. Leng Yanbai's face was hard to see the extreme. He clenched his fist, angrily stared at the closed door, and said in his heart: "Leng Youchen, don't be proud. Sooner or later, I will take back everything that belongs to me, including my woman!"

Leng Youchen entered the room and stretched out his hand to pull his tie.

Although he knew that his wife was not Wei Jingjing and had nothing to do with Leng Yanbai, he was very annoyed to see Leng Yanbai around his wife like a fly all day.

Last time he was transferred to Nancheng, Jiang Yuan intervened and didn't implement it. It seems that he has to find a way to let him stop appearing in front of him and his wife in a short time.

Leng Youchen exhaled a foul breath. He took off his coat and handed it to Li Dong. He looked around the living room. The housekeeper greeted him and whispered, "grandma San has just fallen asleep after taking medicine. Her face is not very good. She should have not recovered from the shock."

Leng Youchen nodded and slid his wheelchair into the bedroom.

The curtains of the bedroom are pulled, and two wall lamps are lit in the room. The orange light is warm and scattered on the head of the bed, which makes the petite figure curled up in a ball on the bed more and more devoid of a sense of existence.

His heart was dull and dull. Close to the head of the bed, he supported his hands by the bed and saw her forehead covered with cold sweat and her head twisting uneasily.

I don't know what I dreamed. It's so hard.

"Madam, madam, wake up. You have a nightmare." Leng Youchen pushed her shoulder and tried to wake her up from her nightmare.

Recently, she has nightmares more and more frequently. Seeing that she can't sleep stably, Leng Youchen blames herself and feels distressed.