Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 523 Abnormal
Xue Wanqing had nothing to do with them.

They are so numerous that they cannot be defeated.

It doesn't matter if you scold.

Just like that, sticking upright in her house.

After struggling for a while to no avail, Xue Wanqing collapsed and jumped on the spot, screaming, and after venting all his anger and dissatisfaction, he glared at them viciously, resigned himself to his fate, and went back to the room, slamming the door hard .

"Bang" with a loud noise.

The whole house seemed to shake.

The leading man didn't even raise his eyes, he took out his mobile phone in a calm manner, and called Ji Shao.

Ji Shao immediately called Shen Xiuran again.

Shen Xiuran and Song Anhao had just finished their work and were going to take Song Anhao to take a bath.

Hearing the ringtone of the mobile phone, Song Anhao sneaked a look at the caller ID.

Seeing that the call was from Ji Shao, he slipped out of Shen Xiuran's arms: "Ji Shao must be looking for you because of Xue Wanqing, I'll go wash it myself, you answer the phone first."

Shen Xiuran nodded, rubbed her head, and watched her go to the bathroom before answering the phone.

"what's up?"

Ji Shao's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, just now my subordinates came to report that Miss Xue Wanqing is carrying her suitcase to the ferry. The destination of the ferry ticket she bought is Shajiang Island."

Shen Xiuran's eyes froze, his face was tense, and he asked displeasedly, "Where is she?"

Ji Shao replied: "She has been detained by our people, and now she is under house arrest in her own home."

Shen Xiuran's tense face relaxed slightly: "Send someone to guard her, and let her go free after ten o'clock."

"Okay, I'll give orders now!"

After explaining the matter, Shen Xiuran hung up the phone.

He threw his mobile phone on the bed, walked to the balcony with a sullen face, and looked at the night scene in the distance.

The sea breeze was blowing.

The sound of waves came from my ears.

He slowly closed his eyes, letting the sea breeze blow on his face, it was cool and very comfortable.

The sound of the waves seemed to have turned into the most beautiful music, making his heart inexplicably peaceful.

I don't know how long it took, a pair of soft little hands suddenly stretched out from behind, and the nerves that had finally been relaxed tensed together again.

He opened his eyes suddenly, trying to fight back.

Suddenly, he smelled a familiar gardenia fragrance.

His tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Let Song Anhao circle her waist from behind.

Song An was very displeased and said, "Uncle, what are you doing standing here? Isn't it cold? Although it's only autumn, you don't wear too much! You don't even know how to wear a coat."

Shen Xiuran held her hand around her chest, her slender fingers gently rubbed her delicate skin, and said from the bottom of her heart: "With you, it's not cold!"

Song Anhao was amused by him.

"Grumpy!"

Even though I said that, my heart was still sweet.

Often love words spoken in a serious manner can really move people more than thousands of rhetoric.

Shen Xiuran is the one who talks about love seriously.

Shen Xiuran curled his lips into a smile, didn't say anything, and looked ahead thoughtfully.

Feeling his depression, Song Anhao let go of him, walked in front of him, held his face in his hands, and asked with concern: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with Xue Wanqing again?"

Shen Xiuran moved his gaze to Song Anhao's face, and stared at her eyes without blinking, as if he wanted to look into the depths of her soul.

Song Anhao hadn't seen this look for a long time.

It happened when I was just married.

(End of this chapter)