Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 306 I think it's a fit of anger!
Knowing that An Ran was looking for Leng Chengtian, the Chinese receptionist in the hotel lobby told An Ran that Leng Chengtian hadn't been back for two days.

Anran wanted to go to Leng Chengtian's room to rest, but the staff didn't allow it. Anran took out her ID card and passport, and she waited in the hotel lobby for a whole day before she was opened next door to Leng Chengtian under the special care of the French lobby manager. a room.

Looking at the luxurious furnishings in the room, An Ran felt distressed and gritted her teeth.

It's just one night, and she has to pay three months' wages, so there is no way to live this day.

Although she thought so in her heart, she still patiently waited for Leng Chengtian, and whenever there was any movement outside, she would come out to check.

After running back and forth a dozen times like this, An Ran couldn't take it anymore, so she simply moved a stool to sit by the door and waited, but the door was only ajar.

At around three o'clock in the middle of the night, Leng Chengtian's car slowly drove into the parking lot of the hotel. The assistant half-dragged and half-carried his president out of the car, and told the woman who got out of the car with him: "Put on Mr. Leng's coat." , and that cardboard box."

The woman stepped on ten-inch high heels, she should have an elegant and calm appearance, but because she was holding her clothes and carrying a cardboard box, she looked out of place.

The three of them went directly from the special passage to the VIP passage on the top floor of the hotel. The moment they got out of the elevator, Yi Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sophia, give me a hug for Mr. Leng, and I'll open the door with the key."

The woman nodded, quickly put the things on the ground, reached out to take Leng Chengtian, and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor with half support and half hug.

Yi Mo looked down for the key, but after searching for a long time but couldn't find it, he realized that he might have left it in the car.

Fortunately, Leng Chengtian's clothes are in his hands, and the access card should be inside the clothes.

An Ran leaned against the door and fell into a drowsy sleep. Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps at the door, he couldn't help but wake up in a jerk, opened the door and ran out; "You're back."

The scene in front of her stunned her.

I saw the blond beauty, wearing a low-cut evening dress, hugging her man, full of vigilance towards her.

An Ran gritted her teeth, snatched the man away from her and said, "Who are you?"

The woman frowned, although she couldn't understand what An Ran was saying, she subconsciously reached out to snatch Leng Chengtian back.

An Ran didn't expect Leng Chengtian to put almost all of his strength on the woman, and being pulled by her like this, he threw himself towards her.

As soon as she hugged her man, she felt a wave of heat coming, and then took two steps back to stand firm, An Ran subconsciously roared, "What did you do to him?"

Immediately following, Yi Mo trembled: "Ma'am, ma'am?"

The outstretched hand of the foreign woman froze, and she turned her head and asked in French, "Do you know her?"

Yi Mo hastily explained: "She is President Leng's wife."

The foreign woman spread her hands and said, "Then my work is over, can I go?"

Yi Mo took out the check and gave it to the other party, and An Ran suddenly became furious: "What did you give her the money for? What is she doing?"

Yi Mo's scalp tightened up and down, and he said with a smile, "Ma'am, he was hired by Mr. for public relations. Mr. is not feeling well, so I asked her to help me."

An Ran frowned and said nothing, only if she believed in you would she be a ghost.

Being stared at by An Ran's scalp was numb, Yi Mo changed the subject and said: "Mr. has a fever, why don't you help him back first?"

An Ran was already stupefied with anger, and pushed Leng Chengtian back forcefully, saying to Yi Mo: "I think it's because of a fit of anger!"

(End of this chapter)