The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

Lin Qing's cell phone rang.

It's not just ringing, it's the kind of uninterrupted, non-stop, even annoying sounds that have been heard for a long time.

Lin Qing is pushing a trolley to walk in the supermarket. The supermarket is like a bustling city on the weekend, and there is a constant flow of people. This scene is very lively.

Lin Qing didn't hear the phone in her bag ringing because she tuned into vibration.

She didn't transfer for a long time, and then went to checkout after the purchase. The long queue made her wait for nearly half an hour. During this time, she was not bored at all, and did not look at the mobile phone in her bag.

Of course she knew that someone on the phone might be furious.

The man saw the beginning of the divorce agreement with anger, but who was he? He won't be easily fooled by such a small worm technique.

He didn't go out looking for Lin Qing. He knew on the phone that she was hanging out in the supermarket. Even in the photos she received, she looked relaxed and happy. The small, contented look must be very proud.

When the man saw the smile in the corner of her eye, he was relieved. During the period, he not only received her news, but also found out the origin of the agreement.

He called again, and this time he was quickly connected.

The person at the other end spoke first: "Captain Mu, what's the matter?"

Mu Li turned his head and glanced at the rolled-out paper on the coffee table in the bedroom: "You have directed and performed such a great show, do you still need to ask me?"

"What a good show?" Luo Zheng paused, spoke slowly on the phone, his voice hid a bit of jokes, "Oh, I heard that a few days ago, your wife took a divorce agreement to find a lawyer everywhere. I didn't believe it yet, Is it true? "

Mu Li's palm fell on the balcony railing: "It seems you didn't know?"

Luo Zheng smiled: "Of course not. However, if you are really divorced, will I have a chance?"

"You can figure it out."

"Don't be surprised, this is an occupational disease and I can't change it if I want to change it."

"That's good." The man's voice suddenly quenched the ice, and he heard people chill. "Since you can't be the master, let the people behind you come out."

"What's behind the scenes, is the Captain thinking a little too much?" Luo Zheng was stabbed by this remark, categorically denying, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Mu Li couldn't argue with him: "Courage like you is really not suitable for Mu family."

"what did you say?"

Mu Li narrowed his eyes and moved the phone away from his ear. He listened to Nairo Zheng on the phone and said aloud. He didn't care what Luo Zheng said, waited a moment, and cut off the phone directly.

He naturally knew that Luo Zheng had nothing to do with Mu's family, but Luo Zheng was different. I'm afraid he was still caught in the drum.

Mu Li put his mobile phone on the table, and a gentle breeze blew from the balcony. He looked away, and some previously uncertain ideas became clearer and clearer.

Suburban villa, living room.

The man sat on the sofa, took out a check, and gave the doctor a seal fee as usual. After the doctor left, one of his men stepped forward.

The man lowered his hand to stop talking, and he drank with a drink and raised his head to drink it.

The wine is fragrant and diffuses in the mouth, but it burns like a fire and pours it all the way into the lungs. Underneath the man's somber complexion, there was an inexplicable emotion hidden, he suddenly raised his hand and overturned all the furnishings on the coffee table.

After the sound ceased, the servant stepped forward, tidying up the coffee table, and after the wine bottle burst, the entire living room was filled with this pungent pungent odor.

The man's eyes were dark, he raised his leg, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He stared outside for a long while, then recruited him, and the men quickly stepped forward when he knew.

"Say."

The man handed a photo up to him: "Rong Shao, this was taken during the tracking the other day. The woman above looks like Mrs. Dao."

The man stared at the cold, picked up the photo and looked carefully. Although it was a candid shot, the angle was not good, but the lens was extremely focused. This face, once talked with his elder brother and laughed, this man, he once shouted a bitch, how could he not recognize?

He held the photo in his palm: "Find it back, in the shortest time, I want to see her person."

Lin Qing pushed open the door and walked in with a big bag.

At this moment, the sun fell into the horizon, and the upper floor was dim. The lights were not turned on. When the sight touched, it was only gray.

Lin Qing took a few things to the kitchen and touched the switch at her hand.

She shouted a few times, no one paid attention, did she go out?

Thinking about it is impossible, Lin Qing drank a glass of water and simply sorted out what he bought back. Then he went to the bedroom.

Like the outside, the bedroom didn't turn on the lights. Lin Qing looked around for a week without seeing the man. She stepped forward and found some paper fragments in a clean trash can next to the coffee table.

Lin Qing squatted down, and there was nothing else in it. She turned out one of the fragments and looked at it. It was the agreement.

auzw.com "Does it look good?" The voice of the man suddenly came to his ears. Lin Qing still maintained a squatting posture. She looked up and saw the man leaning on the balcony door frame and looking at himself.

Lin Qing patted her hands and stood up: "Does my signature? Of course it looks good."

The man was unhappy, the cigarette between his fingers was still burning, he took a breath, walked forward, and pointed at the trash bin with a serious look: "How did you receive this kind of thing?"

"Don't you remember?" Lin Qing went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and changed clothes in front of the wardrobe when she came out. She turned her back to the man, and her voice was unshakable. "But you put it in the mailbox and called. Tell me about divorce, don't you forget it all? "

"Nonsense." The man raised his eyebrows, and he had no memory loss. He went to the coffee table and pressed his cigarette **** in the ashtray. "When did I say that?"

"It was when you were in the army."

"That's even more impossible." The man shook his head and sat in the sofa. "I haven't been in touch with the outside world during that time. How can I call you or say something like this?"

Lin Qing changed her clothes and sat beside him. She stared at the man's side face and insisted: "It's you, anyway, it's you, and your voice is yours, and there's nothing wrong with it."

The man's face was slightly heavy, so Lin Qing told him everything before.

"I didn't expect them to move fast." The man sneered after hearing it, tapping his finger on his knee.

Lin Qing noticed his words and used them, which seemed to be quite similar to what she thought. She tried to guess: "You didn't get your phone back then, maybe someone stole your phone and made a call by imitating your voice."

The man gave her a look of disappointment: "You think quite clearly."

"Isn't it?" Lin Qing turned his head and touched his throat, "Is that really you?"

The man's face was still a bit ugly: "Don't give me a fool."

The two were silent for a while, and Lin Qing spoke again after a while: "I was really shocked at first, thinking that it was the smoke you wanted to dan, but it sounded like you weren't at all, just for divorce. It may be that there have been too many recent events and I can't reach you. I think something is wrong after thinking about it. "

The man pressed her into his arms: "Will I make a joke about this kind of thing? Lin Qing, when we are married, there will be no more divorce."

"I understand." Lin Qing's words softened. "So I don't think about it anymore, I'll wait for you to come back anyway."

The man held her hand and played with her fingers, and his gloomy eyes suddenly flashed sharply in the aisle: "What do you want to do if it is really the hands and feet behind him?"

Lin Qing could hear who the man said: "I still hope it's not him."

Lin Qing received Lu Xiao's message on the third day of Ling Annan's accident. She rushed to that restaurant and it was the meal. Lu Xiao ordered the food first.

When Lin Qing was seated opposite Lu Xiao, the waiter began to serve dishes. Lin Qing put down her bag and looked up at Lu Xiao. Seeing that her face was slightly tired, but she didn't reach the point where she seemed to be in good spirits.

When the waiter left, Lin Qing couldn't help but start to say, "Where have you been? Why can't I contact you these days?"

Lu Xiao knew that she would ask, and poured her a glass of water, and signaled to her: "I heard that Ling Annan had an accident a few days ago and went out to find him but found nothing. When I came home the next day, I found that my family was smashed It was a mess. I didn't dare to live there. After I left, I was afraid that I would be found. I just turned off the phone. "

Lin Qing thought of saving Ling Annan that day at the roadside. The doctor said that he had a gunshot wound to his arm. She held the teacup's fingers tightly: "Do you know who made it?"

It is certainly no coincidence to drive according to the situation of that day, and Lu Xiao is also in the bottom of his heart: "Unexpected, but maybe it has something to do with Ling Annan."

Lin Qing looked at Lu Xiao: "Do you know Ling Annan is in the hospital?"

Lu Xiao nodded, took the chopsticks and started to chop vegetables. She always avoided Lin Qing's sight when she spoke: "Have been there once."

Lin Qing frowned slightly: "Meet him?"

Lu Xiao ate the dish: "No."

Lin Qing opened her mouth, only to remember that Ling Annan was not alone in the hospital. She was uncertain. At that moment of life and death, Lu Xiao rushed to the hospital with anxiety and wanted to confirm that he was okay, but found that there was a woman in the ward.

Lin Qing couldn't think of a word to ask for a moment. In fact, she was hungry. Lu Xiao had tossed around a few days and must not have eaten well, so the conversation came to an abrupt halt, and both of them buried their heads for dinner. Fully full, then gradually began to speak again.

Xiao Lu told her temporary address, Lin Qing looked at it, "Is this place safe?"

"If you really want to come to your door, it won't be safe anywhere."

"But it's too dangerous." Lin Qingsi hesitated for a moment, then lowered his chopsticks and tried to open his mouth. "Have you ever thought about going to Ling Annan?"

Lu Xiaozheng ate rice and slammed her throat so hard that she gasped a few times after coughing: "I managed to get back to my normal life, why did I find him?"

Lin Qing thought about it, and found a reason that was reasonably reasonable: "Good, your place has been smashed. Now there is nowhere to go. Isn't it his responsibility?"

"Go find him, and then get involved again?" Lu Xiao shook his head, not a joke in his eyes, "Lin Qing, I'm determined."

"If you really have that determination, he is a big deal, and you don't have to worry about it like now."

"He doesn't lack love. As for me, I can live without love."

Lin Qing's sharp eyes caught her gaze: "How are you doing?"

Lu Xiao hesitated and hesitated slightly after the silence: "Yes."

"No." Lin Qing interrupted her. "If you can live well, you should thank God once you leave him, and then start a new life, but where you are now, where it is, obviously A heart has long been sent out, and it can never be received again. "