Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 713 Lost People
Old house:

Looking at the empty room coldly, his face was white with anger.

Mr. Leng followed his son's eyes and asked displeasedly, "You said your mother is upstairs, where is she?"

Isn't it upstairs?
They just talked to Triumph downstairs for more than ten minutes, and they just lost the conversation.

"Dad! Just now, the two of them were still there." It's just that they are gone now, how can he explain to his father?

"Hmph, this old woman is too stubborn, why don't I just say a few words about her? Those who don't come are still stubborn with me." He said angry words, but there was no sign of anger in the eyes of Mr. Leng, Instead, there was more anxiety.

"Yi'er, send someone to look for it! Your mother hasn't been out of the Leng family for decades, don't..." I don't know what will happen when I go out. underestimate.

"Yes." Leng Yi was more impatient than his father, but he didn't dare to show it. He turned around and went downstairs to call the bodyguard.

The bodyguards standing outside Leng Chengtian's villa blowing the cold wind were about to cry, other people's homes were full of joy during the New Year, but they stood outside drinking the northwest wind like fools.

Hearing the ringing of the mobile phone, three or two people seem to have seen a savior, and hurriedly connected the phone: "Yes, sir, the old lady and madam are at the young master's side, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to his father: "Mom and Xuesi went to Chengtian, don't worry about it."

Hearing that the old lady was at Leng Chengtian's side, Mr. Leng breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression froze in an instant: "This is because I'm angry with me, forget it, just leave her alone."

After the words fell, he walked out on crutches.

Leng Yi hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Dad, I'll go over and see if you have anything to say to Mom?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, but he said ruthlessly: "No, I'll ask someone to pack up later, and you take it to her."

"Here, Dad, don't you mean you don't plan to let Mom come back?" Leng Yi was a little anxious, and his tone couldn't help but raise a point.

Mr. Leng paused, and replied angrily, "I didn't let her come back? She left by herself, okay! I didn't do anything wrong."

After saying that, regardless of Leng Yi's expression, he walked out quickly on crutches.

Seeing Steward Leng by his father's side, Leng Yi couldn't help but sigh.

This was the most boring year he had ever lived since he was born.

First, Gao Chi returned home with a cold face, and then Leng Yanran entered Gao's house with big bags and small bags.

Gao Meimei looked at Leng Yanran who was happily handing out New Year gifts to everyone, and whispered to her mother: "Don't you think it's strange? Gao Chi said that they won't come back until the fifteenth."

After hearing her daughter's words, Fang Haiyan, who kept teasing her in her arms, said, "Never mind him, I have a son now, and sooner or later the property of the Gao family will belong to our mother and daughter."

Seeing the ferocious light in her mother's eyes, Gao Meimei couldn't help throwing cold water; "Mom, Gao Chi is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Do you think he will be willing to contribute to the Gao family? Let's make preparations early."

"Preparing for what?" Gao Jianshe came out of the study, and suddenly heard Gao Meimei's words, he couldn't help asking with a frown.

With a thump in her heart, Gao Meimei hastily covered up the gloom on her face, and instantly changed her smile and said, "I said my sister-in-law has prepared a gift, should I prepare it too?"

(End of this chapter)