Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 122 Don't You Ask Me?

Thinking of Du Yuemei Leng's old lady trembling all over, she felt uncomfortable all over, so she hurriedly looked away to look for Leng Tingting.

"Where did Tingting go?"

The smelly girl also said that she would make tea for her with her sister-in-law. The tea was brewed, but the person disappeared.

An Ran smiled awkwardly, but she didn't dare to tell the old lady that she let Leng Tingting through the back door, so she had to betray someone unkindly: "Well, you were making tea with me just now, and when you turned around, you disappeared."

The corner of Aunt An's mouth twitched. My little wife and my young lady are really the same way, protecting each other and digging holes for each other all the time.

She had seen the whole thing from the beginning to the end, but she knew who she belonged to, so naturally she would not betray her little wife.

"That's right! The lady was still hanging around here just now! I guess she saw that the old lady only talked to the wife and ignored her, so she was jealous and left." Aunt An echoed.

Leng Chengtian tacitly allowed Aunt An to sing along with An Ran to fool his grandmother, his determined eyes fell in the direction of the backyard, and an imperceptible light smile slipped across the corner of his mouth.

"Stinky girl, play escape for me again, and see how I can deal with her when I catch her." The old lady Leng said harsh words, but her eyes were full of doting.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zhang's mother urged her to go back to rest when she saw that the old lady Leng was not in good spirits.

The old lady Leng reluctantly left Leng Chengtian's villa, and before leaving, she did not forget to tell her, don't let your grandfather know.

Leng Chengtian nodded, thinking that before An Ran grew up, he would never let his grandfather know of her existence.

Of course, An Ran didn't know about this, and ran back to the bedroom after seeing off Grandma Leng.

It's great that she doesn't have to go out to avoid the limelight. After all, she's a bedbug, and she won't be able to adapt to a strange environment within three to five days.

And the script has just been handed in, and there is no reply from there. If the other party is not satisfied, she must need the best environment to revise the manuscript.

Looking around the world, where is more suitable than being by Leng Chengtian's side?

Perhaps because of Grandma Leng, An Ran temporarily forgot about the photo frame, but now that she returned to the bedroom, a certain unresolved mystery suddenly appeared in her mind.

He walked to the bedside table involuntarily and found the broken photo frame.

The blue hundred-dollar bill was still lying quietly inside, and the handwriting on it was particularly glaring.

Smelly girl, you have to give me an explanation, otherwise I won't let you go.

An Ran got angry, threw the photo frame heavily on the bedside table, and sat down on the bed.

When Leng Chengtian came back, he saw An Ran's dark face, staring eyes staring at him, as if he had been wronged so much.

When his eyes fell on the culprit on the bedside table, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

Should he be happy about that?Should I be angry?
The happy thing is that the little girl is finally willing to be jealous of him, and the angry thing is that the stinky girl hasn't remembered what happened back then.

"What's wrong? Weren't you fine just now?" Isn't the arc of reflection too long?
Seeing Leng Chengtian approaching and wanting to hug her, An Ran dodged it and pushed the photo frame towards the man: "Don't worry, I won't let you explain. Don't make an example."

Is it not an example?What the hell?

According to the normal rhythm, shouldn't it be a question of the teacher, and then make a fuss?He's ready to confess, isn't he?

"Of course, why don't you ask me what's going on?" Leng Chengtian asked tentatively, hoping that An Ran could question him.

At least that's about his performance.

(End of this chapter)