Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 559

"Hi, this is the SIM card you want." He took out a brand new SIM card from his shirt pocket and handed it to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard said blankly: "It's ok."

Three words, chase order.

The man in a suit and leather shoes wiped off his sweat, and said politely, "Okay, you are busy, tell me if you have anything to do."

As he said that, the man looked through the window with the explosion-proof film from time to time, trying to see the big man sitting inside.

However, the bodyguard stepped on the accelerator, and the man was sprayed with exhaust fumes all over his face.

"Young Madam, the card you want."

Yan Yiren took the SIM card, put it in the phone, and turned it on again.

She froze again...

The card is back, but what about the address book? !
Who told her why the address book is out of sync?

The young lady may be a little confused, completely forgetting that the SIM card does not store the number, only the mobile phone stores the number.

The bewildered young lady stared at the phone, and stared hard, hum!
Forget it, don't be in a hurry, wait for her to go back, and then ask Fang Hong what is the number of Young Master Chu.

Back in Chu Garden, I searched around the east building, but couldn't find Fang Hong.

She grabbed a servant and asked, "Where did Steward Fang go?"

"Steward Fang has gone to the south building to take care of Miss Weiwei. Is the young lady looking for Steward Fang? Then I'll give Steward Fang a call..."

"No, no." Yan Yiren waved her hand with an unnatural expression, rejecting her offer.

Weiwei is still more important. Since Butler Fang is in the South Building, she will go to the South Building to find her.

Just in time, let's have dinner with Weiwei in the south building.

South Tower.

In the yard, Weiwei was wearing a white dress, her thick black hair was blown playfully around her waist, but at the age of 17, her little face had already shown its beauty.

She was holding a ball, and there were two maids chasing her behind her, and a clear, silver-bell-like laugh came from her mouth.

"Miss Weiwei, don't run away!"

"No!" The refusal was straightforward, just like Miss Weiwei.

"Miss Weiwei, run slowly, don't fall..." the servant said worriedly, just after he finished speaking, Weiwei who was running ahead thumped and fell hard.

The ball in her hand also rolled to the side, and Weiwei lay on the grass, motionless.

Yan Yiren got out of the car and ran over, "Weiwei, did you hurt from the fall? Let me see."

Just as she was about to help her up, Weiwei suddenly turned around, grabbed some dry grass in her hand, and threw it towards her.

Those dark and clear eyes were full of a sly smile, and the crisp laughter also came out wantonly from that pink mouth after her trickery succeeded.

Seeing Yan Yiren's face, Weiwei's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and she said loudly, "My friend?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand hesitantly, and took off the dry grass sticking to her hair one by one.

Yan Yiren pursed her lips, watching Weiwei's changing expression, she narrowed her eyes evilly, and began to tickle her waist with both hands.

"Throw grass at me, huh? Weiwei has learned badly."

"Giggle..."

Weiwei immediately twisted into a ball on the grass, like a small loach, almost dying of laughter, Yan Yi let her go.

Stretching out his hand, he touched her smooth face, "Call her beautiful sister."

Weiwei snorted and turned her head aside.

Yan Yiren scratched again, "Should I scream?"

"Cuckoo..."

"Call Pretty Sister Quickly, and I'll let you go if you do."

(End of this chapter)