The chaebol boss, spoiled

1885 Chapter 1966 She Is Not the One I'm Looking for 12
She climbed onto the bed, thought of something and got out of bed quickly, took out the medicine bought at the hospital from her handbag, and went out.

Lonely Shan stood in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking, with a cup of rich coffee in his hand, the moonlight imprinted on his side, Nan Sheng looked over affectionately, pursed his lips, and felt that feeling in his heart again, deep loneliness I don't know if it's her illusion?
This man is by no means a thing in the pool. Isn't it a bit ridiculous and self-defeating to feel sorry for him?
She walked behind him.

"Mr. Lonely, I bought some cold medicine and anti-fever medicine. I don't know if you need them or not. Do you have a cold and chills? Sleeping on the bay window like you during the day is really easy to get heatstroke. You should pay attention to it in the future." Better."

"No." Lone Shan answered very bluntly, tilting his head to look at the medicine in her hand: "These two medicines seem to have the same function, which is to make people sleep. Do you want to make me faint first?"

Nan Shengqing puffed up her cheeks, revealing two deep dimples: "Mr. Dugu, you make fun of me again, I'm really angry!"

She didn't believe that the man she had known for a few days really wanted to date her, and there was no other possibility except to make fun of her.

Lonely Shan didn't answer, and looked at Nan Shengqing playfully.

"By the way, there is one thing I want to ask you. Did you get me out of the prison through your relationship? I asked my dad, and my dad said he didn't know Mr. Lu Yu. I thought about it It is impossible to know such an old man with my own contacts, except you... I don't know what you do?"

Lonely Shan replied lightly: "En."

He turned sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, his dark eyes were deep, and he continued to look out the window, as if he was thinking about something.

"So it's really you? I don't even know how to thank you. It seems that I owe you more and more, and there is almost nothing to repay."

"You can't afford it anyway, it doesn't matter how much."

"..." Can you understand that?

Lonely Shan took another sip of coffee, and asked while observing the starry sky, "Is it resolved?"

Nan Shengqing shook his head, rather depressed: "Not yet, I don't have witnesses, and my younger brother insisted that I pushed him, and now it's very difficult for the police to decide the case."

Lonely looked back at her and read everything that happened from her mind. After a moment of silence, he smiled calmly: "The car parked in your yard should be equipped with a driving recorder."

"Ok?"

"The floor-to-ceiling windows in your living room have a large area of ​​light removal and are completely transparent."

"How do you know that my living room has floor-to-ceiling windows?"

When she was a child, her parents ran a company that was very rich, so she bought a small villa instead of an apartment building. The floor-to-ceiling windows at home were opened through the entire wall. .

"Check your dad's driving recorder, maybe you can capture something."

Nan Shengqing had a question in his head, but Lonely Shan had already put on a gesture that he didn't want to be disturbed, and waved his hand: "You step back."

That posture, full of the tone of a superior, cannot be tampered with, like an innate aura.

Nan Sheng pursed her lips affectionately, hugged Tuantuan politely, and went back to her room. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out. With the mentality of giving it a try, she called her father and asked him to look at the driving recorder of the day .

Unexpectedly, I actually took some photos. Although it is not very clear, I can vaguely record the process of her sitting in the living room angrily, Xiaowei rolled down from the middle of the stairs, and she rushed over in panic.

(End of this chapter)