Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Anhao looked around for a while: "That Mr. Huo from Beiheng Group is gone?"

"He came to City A for other things, but just went to the Shengling Group to go to the door. A car from Zheng F came to pick him up just now."

Zuo Hancheng's voice was weak, and his eyes stared at her: "What? Interested in Huo Beiting?"

Why does this sound so sour?

An Hao glanced back at him: "I am interested in all men in the world, but I am not interested in you, Zuo Hancheng, all right?"

After speaking, she got into the car directly, without looking at Zuo Hancheng's stubborn and accustomed expression to her, and then checked the time again after getting in the car.

"It's already so late." When she got on the bus in Zuo Hancheng, she said, "This is quite far from the name of Henghai where you live, and I heard that the front Binjiang Road is under construction. If you drive back from here, Do you have to detour?"

"The way home is never far." As Zuo Hancheng said, the car was already moving in the dark.

A light faint sentence blocked all Anhao's words.

She was sitting in the car, holding the seat belt on her chest, looking at the bright lights and neon flashes in the night, I wonder if Zuo Hancheng has been used to seeing these beautiful night scenes by herself in the past three years.

After Anhao took a deep breath, she suddenly turned to look at him.

When Zuo Hancheng drove, he looked cold and serious. This was an expression of being responsible for the personal safety of everyone in the car.

Anhao took the opportunity to secretly look at his profile.

Until Zuo Hancheng glanced at her suddenly, An Hao hurriedly turned to the beginning.

Zuo Hancheng snorted, and the car turned around at the intersection ahead. After driving on the right road again, he slowed down and said, "Is there something on my face? Or is there something on your heart? Just want to see it. Look, I won't charge you."

Anhao immediately glanced out of the light window and muttered, "Narcissism."

Zuo Hancheng sighed: "When the workers from Wan Hai came to make trouble, you kept staring at me on the second floor. You were watching at Qingba just now. Now I drove a car and you were staring at me again, Gu An. Well, under normal circumstances, I am being watched by myself but I have to collect money."

"You don't come...Usually, when your company has meetings, you are the leader of the company. When you talk, not everyone is watching you seriously? Did you charge them?" An Hao clearly knew he was I was teasing myself, but I still stared at him in dissatisfaction: "Besides, I don't know what you look like. I have nothing to peek."

"Indeed, they are all so familiar, what else can you peek at?" Zuo Hancheng smiled meaningfully.

"Who knows you well..." Suddenly, Anhao's face became hot, and he raised his hand uncomfortably to draw the hair on his cheeks to his ears, and at the same time opened the car window to let the people out of the car window. The wind cools the hot face, and at the same time he vaguely said: "I haven't seen it for more than three years, so I'm not familiar with it anymore?"

"Have you slept well?"

An Hao suddenly turned his eyes to look at him: "This is a classic line of romance novels, where did you learn it?"

Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows, and said unmovedly: "I'm not familiar with having touched him, kissed him, and slept. What do you think of me?

Anhao’s face was even more hot and panic, and while continuing to blow his face against the wind, he said: "I have said you don’t tell me pornography, your way of teasing me is useless, I can be regarded as a warrior. OK? How many boys chased me when I was in the United States, and a male colleague had a crush on me during my internship. It’s nothing like what you are doing now."

"You mean that French boy who asked someone to give you a red rose every day because of chasing you in your school, kneeling downstairs in your apartment and singing French love songs?"

"..." An Hao blinked at him in surprise.

"Or the native American son who moved to the building next to your apartment to chase you, just to open the window to see your residence?"

"..." Anhao opened his eyes again.

"Or, was it the person in charge of the design project team who was transferred to his office because of his interest in you when you first came to Bode for an internship?"

Anhao swallowed hard, and looked at Zuo Hancheng like a ghost, sitting in the car without a word, staring out the window.

This world is really fantastic...

How did Zuo Hancheng investigate everything that happened in the United States so clearly? How would he know? When did he know?

But now that I think about it, it's really weird!

The French male student who sent roses to sing his brother downstairs in the apartment was not long before he was ordered to drop out of school, and he never asked about it. Anyway, the reason is unknown.

The business of the Native American son who ran upstairs next to their apartment suddenly moved from Boston. I heard that the family moved to the UK. After moving, she never saw them again.

She likes the person in charge of design projects in the Bode Company who helped her a lot during her internship. Of course, this love is only the kind of love that exists in the work, it's just friendship, gratitude, etc. But not long after he was transferred to the Los Angeles branch to be the person in charge of other projects, and she has never seen him since.

The more I think about Anhao, the more I feel my back cold.

It shouldn't be!

Zuo Hancheng has never appeared in front of her in the past three years!

But no matter how she couldn't figure out this matter, her face became hotter and hotter, because she gradually understood many things in the past few years, and her heart beat faster and faster.

Zuo Hancheng parked the car downstairs in the famous capital of Henghai, and sat quietly in the car for a while. He didn't get off the car, nor did he get off. He suddenly turned around and put his arm on the steering wheel casually. Look at her like this: "Don't get out of the car?"

She raised her eyes and looked at the high-end residential complex in front of her. She had been here twice, and of course she didn't feel strange.

It was indeed a bit hesitant to be well...

Of course it is not rejection, but inexplicable, I feel a little embarrassed.

But Zuo Hancheng's attitude obviously did not give her room to refuse. This gesture of action was obviously that if she dared not get out of the car, she might be treated directly in the car...

An Hao let out a long sigh and looked at him: "I came to you the last two times and found that there are several empty rooms in your house. Can I live in a guest room?"

After her words fell, she didn't look directly at Zuo Hancheng's eyes.

But just avoiding his eyes, you can feel the low air pressure in this car.

The atmosphere is really...

Forcing her to raise her eyes to meet his gaze, she saw Zuo Hancheng's eyes were dark, with an unfathomable smile.