Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 400 is Xiaobei's photo
"Damn! Gu Yanfei, you really want to kill me!"

He barely blocked the important part with that small towel, and he was about to go crazy. He raised his head and shouted at the servant who was still standing outside: "Give me the clothes!"

He used English, but the manservant liked Chinese, so he said in a strange voice, "My wife hasn't agreed yet."

"Damn, when she agrees, I'm going to die, tell her to come see me!"

Long Mobai really went crazy.

In the end, of course, there are clothes to wear, but every time he sees Gu Yanfei again, he will have the urge to bite her, but he can't move at all.

Therefore, for this matter, he has struggled a lot.

……

Gu Yanfei waited for a week, but Luo Chenyang's perfunctory attitude finally angered her. He never kept the promise he made to her at the wedding.

She rushed to the study on the second floor in a hurry, and he had just finished a video conference.

"I want a clear answer today, I want to go back to my country!"

She stood in front of the huge desk and stared at him, Luo Chenyang was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at her.

"Feifei, did I tell you to go back to China?"

"Don't forget that you promised me to see Xiaobei, of course I want to go back to China!"

"I promised to let you see him, come here." He waved to her with a slightly deep look.

Gu Yanfei frowned, not understanding his intention, but still walked over.

He pulled her to sit on his lap, Gu Yanfei resisted a little, and saw him take out a big envelope from the drawer.

What fell on the table were pictures one after another.

Her tears fell all at once, it was Xiao Bei, it was Xiao Bei's photo.

As if she had found a treasure that had been lost for many days, she caressed those photos tremblingly. Xiaobei didn't smile at each of them. He usually has a cool look, but he also loves to smile.

Even, he won't always frown like he is now.

Her tears fell onto the photo one by one, blurring her vision, and she wiped them away hastily, fearing that she might not see him.

Choked tears, but no crying, bitterly forbearing.

In the end, he carefully left the study with the stack of photos in his arms, without looking at him again.

(End of this chapter)