Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Zhang Han suddenly stopped, and his confidant immediately asked, "King Han, what's the matter?"

In the past five years, Zhang Han has an extremely keen sense of smell and a nearly gifted perception of what will happen in the future, so his men quickly looked around on guard.

Zhang Han didn't speak. He just sniffed in the air, looking for a familiar smell like a police dog.

"King Han..."

"Shut your mouth!" Zhang Han said impatiently.

His men immediately shut up and dared not speak again.

Zhang Han sniffed the smell in the air, then pulled out his long legs and walked into the hotel hall. He wouldn't smell it wrong. It's the smell. The girl's clean and sweet body smell is a little similar to the smell of Gardenia.

This fragrance kept him in mind for five years, haunted him for five years, and searched earth shaking for five years.

But in the past five years, there was no news.

Now, he suddenly smelled the smell.

Zhang Han walked to the elevator, where the aroma was stronger, as if... She had just stayed here.

Zhang Han went out from the back door of the hotel and came all the way to the busy street.

There are many young couples on the street. Looking ahead, there are many young and beautiful girls. Zhang Han's hands hang on his side, and his eagle Falcon like sharp and gloomy eyes sweep away one by one on the street.

He looked for the familiar figure in the vast sea of people.

Can't find.

At this time, across the street, Lin buran stood quietly under the street lamp, waiting for her husband Ren Dong's car.

Soon a luxury car came and stopped. The young, tall and handsome Ren Dong got off the car. The gentleman thoughtfully opened the co driver's door, "wife, please get in the car."

Lin Bu ran smiled and got into the co pilot's seat.

Ren Dong helped Lin buran fasten his seat belt again, and then returned to the driver's seat, "wife, have you had dinner?"

Lin Bu ran shook his head. "Not yet. I'm a little tired of driving out the fashion design drawings of Milan fashion week today."

Ren Dong took a soft blanket and covered Lin buran. "Wife, why are you so cold?"

Lin buran is very cold and has no temperature.

Lin Bu ran leans herself against the co pilot's seat and curls herself up in the blanket. She rubs her cheek against the soft and warm blanket. This warmth makes her very greedy, "yes, maybe the weather is cold and she wears less clothes."

Lin butran closed his eyes and his mind was filled with the lingering picture he had just seen, the devil.

For five years, she thought she had forgotten, but his back easily recalled all her dark past.

It turned out that she had not forgotten anything.

"Wife, what would you like for dinner? I'll take you to a big meal?"

"No, let's go home and eat."

"OK, I'll make it for you and promise to feed you."

The luxury car sped away.

At this time, Zhang Han felt as if he had been touched by something. He looked up and looked across the street.

However, the luxury car just went away and disappeared in the field of vision the last second, so he didn't see anything.

Just a second away.

Without her.

Did he feel wrong?

Zhang Han stood under the street lamp indefinitely. He should not smell the wrong smell, but he didn't find her.