The chaebol boss, spoiled

1689 Chapter 1741 Heart thief is hard to guard 4
After Xingluo took the household registration book home and returned it to her stepmother, regardless of her stepmother calling her an invitation for lunch, she followed her memory to find the apartment that Leng Yejing took her to. She had a good memory, even though it was a rainy night, That eventually allowed her to find the location of the apartment as well.

Although she was not a professional thief, picking locks was nothing more than a piece of cake for her.

Xing Luo walked into Leng Yeqing's wedding room grandly, stood in the living room, felt around, and went through the study and kitchen, it was empty without any trace of human life, the quilt in the bedroom was folded into tofu cubes, Looking at the pillows, there was clearly no sign of any other woman sleeping on it.

So, is this place actually prepared for her?

Even if it is narcissism, she is willing to think so.

In one afternoon, she did nothing but go to the nearby supermarket to hang out, just like a housewife, buying firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, filling the kitchen and the refrigerator, and filling the wedding room with the breath of life.

Then, I took out my mobile phone to take pictures, and turned the beautiful home, the freezer with slow fruit and milk, and the kitchen full of various spices into beautiful photos. Finally, I posed with scissors in an apron and took a selfie , sent to Moments.

[My home, hurry up and like it. 】

Not long after she finished posting, the comment area received a comment from Leng Yeming, three words: "I have called the police."

When Xingluo saw the reply, she resolutely ignored her. Now that she is legally legitimate Mrs. Leng, even if she enters the house, she enters her own home. Is it illegal to enter her own home?The police can't do anything to her!

Xing Luo sat down on the sofa, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, full of the smell of home.

The woman who had been quiet for less than 2 minutes jumped up and walked to the balcony like a madman, shouting at the city: "Do you know? I, Yin Xingluo, have a home. One of the fireworks in this city is My house, ah..."

She opened her arms and shouted loudly.

Leng Yeming swiped her phone, flipping through every photo.

Obviously, the photography skills are the same, but no matter how I look at it, I think it can be used to participate in photography exhibitions. The atmosphere of home, from her lens, is silently but clearly expressed, which makes people feel inexplicably fascinated in the bottom of my heart. .

The assistant of the President's Office came over with tea and respectfully placed it beside him: "Minister, Your Excellency Secretary of State, Mr. President is meeting some family members of organ donors and taking pictures with them as a souvenir. Please wait a moment."

"It's okay." Leng Yeming folded his legs.

Opposite him, the new Secretary of State looked at his usual cold face, which was rarely full of peach blossoms, and couldn't help being curious: "Minister Leng, why are you so excited?"

Leng Yeming slid to the last photo, his eyes lingering on the smiling face of Xingluo Yangguang: "It's nothing, there is a thief in the house."

"The Leng family is heavily guarded, and they will be attacked by thieves?" The new Secretary of State couldn't believe it: "Minister Leng, you really know how to joke."

"No matter how impenetrable the defense is, it can't resist the thieves' hearts. Some thieves have the ability to reach the sky. Even if you gnash your teeth with hatred, it won't help. She can pass through the heavy defenses, break in swaggeringly, and play crazily inside. It is impossible to guard against."

Leng Yeming picked up the phone, closed her eyes, and laughed at herself.

Admit it, it's no use hating her, it's not worth her bright smile.

(End of this chapter)