Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 90

The clothes that the two of them changed at the hotel yesterday were taken by the helicopter, and Song Rao brought them back to her residence. She thought that Fu Sicheng would not pay attention to a few clothes.

Fu Sicheng really didn't pay attention to a few clothes, no matter how expensive the clothes were, but he paid attention to Song Rao.

"I've already washed it. It's in my office. I'll bring it to you later."

Of course, Song Rao didn't really want to wash him any clothes. He took them back yesterday and threw them into the washing machine. Whether his clothes were custom-made or not, and whether they could be machine-washed, Fu Sicheng wouldn't bother with her even if they were ruined.

She can already be sure that this man is really in love with her.

Her answer really pleased Fu Sicheng.

He looked at Song Rao with drooping eyes, and slowly lowered his head to kiss her, but Song Rao, who noticed his actions, closed his eyes. Anyway, in this office, he couldn't do anything else to her.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't see any movement, but Song Rao could feel his breath approaching.Soon he backed away again, but he was still very close to her.

"I bought you a car. You can drive wherever you want in the future, and you don't need to take a taxi to and from get off work."

Song Rao opened her eyes and looked at him.

Fu Sicheng took out the car keys from his pocket: "The car is parked in the company garage, a white Bentley."

Song Rao looked at the car key in front of him for a moment, then reached out to take it, and responded softly: "Yes."

Just in time, it will come in handy tomorrow weekend.

Fu Sicheng lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "Go to work."

Song Rao got down from the table and left with the documents in her arms.

After get off work at night, Song Rao came to the garage, pressed the car key, and a white Bentley rang twice.

She walked up to take a look, and found that this car was exactly the same as Fu Sicheng's black Bentley, except for the license plate.

Couple car?He shot generously.

Wait, this license plate... Isn't it her birthday?

Coincidence right?
On the next Saturday, Song Rao drove away from Kyoto early in the morning.

With the help of navigation, I successfully arrived at Qixing Village at around [-]:[-] pm.

But the road was too narrow, so Song Rao could only abandon the car and walk into the village.

"Hello, auntie, let me ask you, where does an uncle named Zhang Chengdong live in your village?"

Song Rao asked for directions to a woman passing by who was farming.

"Zhang Chengdong? I don't know, I haven't heard of it." However, the woman didn't know, and left with two loads of things.

Song Rao continued to walk in, asking everyone she met, but they either didn't know, or Song Rao couldn't understand their dialect.

After inquiring for more than half an hour, I found nothing. Although there are many residents in this village, there are not many people at all, and some are only old people or children left behind.

Not far away, a short man followed Song Rao all the way from a distance from the moment she got off the car at the entrance of the village.

"Uncle, where is the village committee?" Song Rao was about to go to the village committee and ask the people inside.

The uncle enthusiastically pointed out the direction for Song Rao.

Song Rao walked towards the direction he pointed.

But after walking for two or three minutes, Song Rao became a little lost. The houses here are too messy, and there is not even a decent road, and it becomes a small dirt road when walking.

At this time, a short man appeared.

"Are you looking for Zhang Chengdong?"

Song Rao looked warily at the dark-skinned, short man who smelled of sweat and was smoking a cigarette in front of him.

"Do you know where he lives?" Song Rao asked.

"Of course I know. The rich boss who came back from the big city of Kyoto last year still drives a good car and looks very proud."

(End of this chapter)