The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

"Wan'er—" Long Tianyu sat up abruptly, looking around in a panic, but there was no one there.

He didn't wear clothes, his clothes went to nowhere, and he was wrapped in a quilt.

When I got up, I suddenly felt a pain.

He got out of bed slowly, and Wan'er's figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Wan'er, is that you? Have you been here before? Wan'er—" Long Tianyu walked to the window, looked at the dazzling sunlight outside, and called out helplessly.

Such a profound impact, such a familiar voice.

Is that you?

Suddenly, Long Tianyu felt a pain in his head and the corners of his eyes.

He tried his best to reach out and stroke it, and it felt better.

"Hiss—" He lowered his head and stroked his lower body curiously.

Who could be the woman who flirted with him yesterday?

Is it—

Immediately.

Looking back, Long Tianyu looked at the bed with his jet-black eyes.

However, no valuable clues could be found.

The ground is very clean, without a trace.

"Master, clean it up. Here is the water for washing your face. You can wash your face. Yesterday—" Mo Feng suddenly opened the door and came in, holding a basin with hot water in it.

He glanced at Long Tianyu and said with a slight smile.

"En." Long Tianyu didn't even look at it.

"Young master, you can't be like this in the future, do you know that it hurts your health?" Mo Feng put down the plate, looked at Long Tianyu as if nothing had happened and said.

"This has nothing to do with you." Long Tianyu continued to say indifferently.

Mo Feng stopped talking and turned around to go out.

Facing Long Tianyu's stubbornness, this is not the first time.

Mo Feng suddenly felt that he was right to hide the note left by Wan'er.

Even if he knew, he just felt that he had a relationship with some woman yesterday.

This is good for everyone.

It's just—Wan'er, she—

"Mo Feng." Mo Feng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly turned his head to look at Long Tianyu.

Long Tianyu said indifferently. "Who came to my room yesterday and told me—"

Those eyes were full of suspicion, did he notice something?

Mo Feng clenched his fingers tightly.

"No one has come to your room, young master. Yesterday you drank too much, kept talking nonsense, and your clothes were all dirty..." Mo Feng paused, and did not continue. He knew that if he continued , there will definitely be problems.

Long Tianyu would never believe that he changed and washed his clothes.

"Ahem—Of course, the clothes are the new servants—" Long Tianyu remained silent for a long time, and Mo Feng added.

"Enough. You go down." Long Tianyu frowned and interrupted quickly.

From the looks of it, he seemed to hate Aunt Liu very much.

That's just right.

"Yes, young master." Hearing this, Mo Feng turned and left the room.

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