Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Zuo Hancheng's gaze stayed on Anhao's face. He looked at her for a long time, but did not answer.

But Anhao seemed to see his indifferent and strategizing. He never seemed to think about what she was worried about now, or he seemed to have made perfect preparations.

Her considerations were not enough to cause concern for him.

"As you can see, this is not a sensible world. Simply solving problems with morality and reason will not lead to any good results in the end." Zuo Hancheng opened his mouth. I don't know why he looked at her with such a look, looked at her with a look she couldn't understand and had never seen before.

"Unless I have a trump card in my hand, a trump card that will never make the other side a real enemy."

His voice was very soft, as if only Anhao could hear it.

There is still D here, but D just stood there quietly and stopped interjecting.

trump card?

Anhao is not very understandable, but she doesn't know if the sixth sense is at fault. She feels inexplicably that Zuo Hancheng's gaze is different from seeing her just now, and even more inexplicably feels that the trump card he said may have something to do with her... …

Could she think too much?

She blinked, and Zuo Hancheng's gaze looking at her seemed unusual, not the gaze she felt inexplicable just now.

Suddenly someone came from outside the car, the door was opened, and a man in a black uniform stood outside respectfully and said, "Mr. Vllen, please get out of the car. Mr. Arel has been waiting for a long time."

An Hao suddenly looked back at the man in the black uniform outside the car door.

Mr. Arel?

That American black-Tao father?

However, D suddenly turned around and walked over and said in a cold voice: "Tell Mr. Arel, please tell me that Mr. Zuo has accepted your gift, but Mrs. Zuo is not feeling well. I'm afraid I can't stay here for too long. Another day."

The person in the black uniform outside the car looked inside and saw that the so-called Mrs. Left had a very bad face. Although she was quite dissatisfied with their outspoken refusal, she didn't say any more in the end, she just nodded. Say: "I'll talk to Mr. Arel."

D didn't speak any more, and didn't look back to see Anhao and Zuo Hancheng. Obviously, they had made plans before coming.

No matter what this so-called gift is, just look at it, don't intervene, don't intervene, let alone meet this person.

Anhao really didn't want Zuo Hancheng to have any contact with the so-called Mr. Arel. Seeing D's refusal so decisively, he felt relieved.

A few minutes later, the man in the black uniform walked back, nodded to them politely, and then turned around to let the others open the door again and let them leave safely.

Mr. Arel would let them leave safely, which made Anhao somewhat unexpected.

Until the black RV that she was riding in really left the manor, she opened the shading cloth on the window, looked out, and then turned to look at Zuo Hancheng: "Really just let us see how he helped Did we solve the trouble? Didn't you mean to leave us forcibly?"

Zuo Hancheng placed his hand on her shoulder, and the warmth under his palm made her heart that had just been frozen slowly melt away, returning to a normal beating again.

*****

After half a month-

The day before settling down in New York, Zuo Hancheng took Anhao to a place.

It was the villa area where J took her to.

It may be because of a rain just the day before yesterday. The hot weather finally made people feel comfortable and cool. Since the back was stabbed by glass, Anhao often wears loose-fitting skirts that will not stick to the back. It was very different from her previous dress that was always sporty, which caused the doctors and nurses who often took care of her recently to think that she was a kind of girlish heart, and many of the clothes that people bought for her were also skirt styles.

The air in the villa area is clean, there is not so much smoke and blood after the explosion in Mr. Arel's manor. Although no one has specially taken care of it for many years, it is still cleaned as if it is still occupied.

It was J brought here that time, and now it was Zuo Hancheng who brought her here, and the two heart mirrors are no longer the same.

After walking in the villa area for a while, An Hao looked in the direction of the good window where J used a gun against her forehead through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said, "I heard that this villa area was originally your place?"

Zuo Hancheng glanced at her indifferently, "It still is."

Anhao twitched the corners of his mouth. This man is so calm and arrogant. Isn't he rich?

Anhao walked inside with him, and found that the empty villas inside had also been renovated and they were also very clean.

"These places that belong to you have never been destroyed by anyone. It seems that your position in the hearts of those people is really unusual, and as a person who has mixed with the underworld in his youth, there is only a group of J for so many years. People hate and kill. Actually, think about it carefully, Zuo Hancheng, you are really not an ordinary success as a human being. If you change to another person, you will leave this place. I am afraid that you would have been killed when you stepped out of the United States. Right."

Anhao glanced at the scenery in this villa district while talking.

The last time I didn't bother to visit, I suddenly feel that the scenery here is pretty good. Compared with the white European-style villa I lived in a few days ago, it looks much bigger.

When I thought that my husband’s fortune was more than what I had ever known and imagined, I don’t know how many times, the little heart of Anhao suddenly jumped a little: "Before I only felt confused. The feeling of big money!"

Zuo Hancheng suddenly stopped and glanced at her: "As a husband and wife's common property, you never thought that you should learn some financial business management knowledge to help your husband and I carefully share these extraneous things?"

"If you are really willing to let me take care of you, even if you let me soak in the ocean of books every day from now on, I will recognize it!" Anhao only thought he was joking and stretched out his arm on his side while laughing. I bumped my arm and said with a smile: "When you were young, you got into the financial industry of Wall Street and into the sphere of influence of the American Mafia. As a result, you didn't even lose your studies. Everything is so seamless. Then you are young. Except for that Rong Xue, no other woman had such a romantic past with you as a first love or something?"

Zuo Hancheng glanced at her coldly: "When I was young? Am I not young now?"

"I mean, when you were in your early twenties ten years ago, or at the age of seventeen or eighteen, if you want to say it, I don't mind listening!"

Anhao continued to look like a good buddy should share a secret and bumped his arm with his shoulder.