Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

"Hey, did you hear how she is going to deal with Miss Wen? We have to tell her in advance!"

The maid waved her hand and said, "Don't mention it. She is being cunning. She stopped moving when she saw me nearby. No, she drove me away."

"..."

…

Half past seven in the evening.

The plane landed at Huaguo Airport on time.

Wen Jiuqing and others walked out with their suitcases. Because it was summer, it didn't get dark until after eight o'clock.

Under the afterglow, Wen Jiuqing's face was cold and indifferent, which made passers-by tremble.

Several bodyguards came to Wen Jiuqing and bowed their heads slightly, "Miss Wen, the eldest young master asked us to take you back to the manor."

Wen Jiuqing said "Oh" and then ordered several other bodyguards to send Xie Yanran and the others back to their respective homes.

In the car, Wen Jiuqing asked, "What is Zuo Hanxiao doing?"

The driver knew he was being asked and quickly replied, "The president is still in the company. He has been very busy these two days, otherwise he would definitely have time to pick you up."

Wen Jiuqing didn't speak. He took out his mobile phone and edited a WeChat message for Zuo Hanxiao, [Are you busy? 】

After about a few seconds, there was a reply, only one word.

【Um. 】

Wen Jiuqing: [Then you get busy first. 】

Zuo Hanxiao: [Yeah. 】

Just one simple word made Wen Jiuqing suddenly upset.

She has always been a sensitive person, and she can quickly sense whether other people's attitudes towards her have changed.

But she did not reply to Zuo Hanxiao, and Zuo Hanxiao also did not reply to her.

…

W.E Consortium, Zuo Linxiu entered Zuo Hanxiao's office with documents. Seeing that others were still in the office, he was a little confused, "Brother? Why are you still here?"

Zuo Hanxiao raised his eyes slightly, "What's wrong?"

"...Didn't you say you were going to pick up your sister-in-law? My sister-in-law's plane should have arrived long ago by this time." Zuo Linxiu glanced at his watch.

At noon, Zuo Hanxiao asked him to turn down all his work just to pick up Wen Jiuqing at the airport. Why hasn't he gone yet? !

And looking at his brother like this, why do you feel that he is a little unhappy?

Who messed with him?

No one in the entire country of China should dare to mess with him, right? !

Zuo Hanxiao paused while turning over the documents, then raised his head, "Are you very free?"

Zuo Linxiu: "..."

have to.

He is very idle.

You have to hit the muzzle of the gun.

After Zuo Linxiu went out, Zuo Hanxiao turned on his phone and his eyes stayed on the last word "um" he sent to Wen Jiuqing.

I feel indescribably irritable.

…

It was already eight o'clock when Wen Jiuqing returned to Qionghai Manor, and Zuo Hanxiao had not returned yet.

She took her luggage to the room first, and then went to the kitchen to make something to eat.

Although she had eaten on the plane before, she was hungry again, and the food on the plane couldn't fill her stomach.

Wen Jiuqing steamed two bowls of egg custard and then sent a message to Zuo Hanxiao.

[I'm already home, when will you come back? 】

Zuo Hanxiao quickly replied: [Work overtime tonight. 】

Wen Jiuqing: [Approximately what time will you be back? 】

Zuo Hanxiao: [I don’t know. If you are tired, take a rest first. You don’t have to wait for me. 】

Seeing this news, Wen Jiuqing's heart suddenly twitched, and then he felt a tightness in his chest.

She glanced at the bowl of egg custard across the table, then silently looked away, without replying to Zuo Hanxiao.

After Wen Jiuqing finished eating, he glanced at the bowl of egg custard made for Zuo Hanxiao, then looked away and went upstairs to his room.