The moment the call was connected, a low and hoarse voice came into Tang Xiaowan's ears: "Xiaowan, it's me, are you awake?"
"Well, I just woke up, what's wrong?"
"Is what is said online true?"
Tang Xiaowan was immediately speechless upon hearing what Li Zishen was going to say.
But she didn't realize that Li Zishen was in a bad state at the moment. He drank too much yesterday and hadn't slept a wink all day and night.
"Didn't I reply to your message yesterday?"
"I want to hear it from your own mouth, is that okay? Is it true? Did you really get the certificate?"
Tang Xiaowan: "..."
Hey, why doesn’t this guy give up? How many times do he have to say it before he gives up?
So, Tang Xiaowan was heartbroken, put the phone to her mouth, and said loudly: "Yes, what is said on the Internet is true. Leng Lingxiao and I received the certificate, and we slept together last night, each other Deep love is like glue and paint.”
Tang Xiaowan spoke very straightforwardly, her face not red and her heart not beating, but there was no response from the other end of the phone, and the air was as quiet as death.
What's going on? The performance was ruined?
Just when she was doubting herself, Li Zishen suddenly said: "Xiaowan... I wish you happiness!"
"Okay, thank you, bye."
After saying this, Tang Xiaowan quickly hung up the phone, fearing that she would be exposed again.
She thought about it, the words she just said were a little cruel, and even a little bit explicit, but they should be able to stop Li Zishen's thoughts.
However, what she didn't know was that 15 minutes later, 12 mercenaries were ready to go in Liyuan.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Li Zi stood with deep phoenix eyes. The wooden piglet was held tightly in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were prominent.
"Go ahead, leave early and come back early."
Li Zishen's voice was low and light, but his whole body was enveloped in an extremely gloomy chill.
Du Feng nodded: "Yes, Brother Shen."
Just as he was raising his feet to leave, Du Feng suddenly turned around, wanting to ask Bai Long if he knew anything about it, but seeing that Li Zishen's back was still facing him, he paused for a few seconds and went straight out of the study.
He has made up his mind, and no one can persuade him in vain.
…
At this time, on the other side, Lingxiao Manor,
The smell of happiness is everywhere in the kitchen. It is a joy to care about someone.
However, Leng Lingxiao postponed the cross-border video conference in an hour in order to concentrate on cooking medicinal meals for Tang Xiaowan.
He seems to be a maniac about doting on his wife.
Jingle bells, jingle bells…
Since receiving the certificate yesterday morning, Yang Aihua has been worried about everything, as if he was afraid that his son would treat Tang Xiaowan badly due to negligence.
Wedding gifts and various supplements were also delivered to the manor from Huangcheng immediately.
Leng Lingxiao could no longer remember how many phone calls this was from her mother.
"Mom, what's the emergency?"
Yang Aihua's excited voice came from the phone: "It's okay, it's okay. I just want to ask, does Tangtang like those two sets of jewelry? And those... No, why did you get up so early?"
Leng Lingxiao: "..."
I think even if I don't wake up, I'm afraid I will be tortured and woken up by your excessive concern.
Yesterday afternoon, thanks to him setting it to vibrate, otherwise people who didn't know would have thought that something big had happened.
In fact, Yang Aihua was too excited and cared too little about his daughter-in-law.
Yes, after all, I have been looking forward to it for so many years.
"Why don't you say anything? What are you busy with? Son, son, mother wants to ask you something?"
Although Leng Lingxiao felt sweet in his heart, he still shook his head helplessly: "I am making soup, and I am not allowed to taste the medicinal food while it is fresh, otherwise I will let you and dad down."
"Yes, yes, remember to use a casserole. Don't try to save trouble, use the kind that has electricity, and..."
"Okay, got it, let's talk later."
Leng Lingxiao decisively terminated the call. If he didn't hang up, Zhao Renjie was afraid that he would crush his own phone into pieces. Apparently there was something urgent waiting to be reported.
"It's early in the morning, what's wrong?"
Seeing this, other people in the kitchen put down their work and went out.
The two bodyguards at the door now became door gods.
Zhao Renjie then took a step forward, lowered his voice, and replied: "Master, around one o'clock in the morning, Jiang Kexin went to Man Q Bar."
Then, he briefly told the story of Jiang Kexin's trip to the bar, including chatting with several men, finding out how to contact the underworld, and the deal reached with Qin Feng.
You know, Chicheng is Leng Lingxiao's territory, there is nothing else that can be hidden from him.
After listening to Zhao Renjie's report, Leng Lingxiao's expression was cold, and he no longer had the smile on his face. He wanted to let Jiang Kexin reap the consequences immediately. He was very courageous and dared to scheme against his little Tangtang.
If it was really that simple, then it wouldn't be Leng Lingxiao.
He must make her repay him twice as much.
As a result, Leng Lingxiao's expression changed inadvertently, and his thin lips curled up slightly: "Qin Feng... is a bit interesting, not simple!"
"I guess you don't want to get angry, so you deliberately let us know. People like them... can get the news much faster than the tabloid reporters. I'm afraid you and your wife already know about getting the certificates."
"No, there is... someone else behind him."
Zhao Renjie suddenly had an epiphany: "Do you suspect that Qin Feng... is Wang Junchen's man?"
"Before Tangtang came to Akagi, how many times did you meet people from Shishiyi? Recently...it seems to be a bit more frequent, from the beach bathing beach to the Huanhai Road villa area, and yesterday we went to the commercial street."
Zhao Renjie nodded: "Yes, these places are indeed, so how should Jiang Kexin deal with them?"
In fact, this is what he cares about most.
It's best to solve it once and for all.
"Why are you so anxious? The stage has been set up. It took a long time... I have to finish singing. We can go there later. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"
"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."
After saying this, Zhao Renjie left quickly, followed closely by two bodyguards. People in the kitchen also returned to their respective posts, some were busy cleaning breakfast utensils, and others were preparing for lunch.
Everyone's movements were very small, even smaller than before, and they wished they could turn into transparent people.
They didn't know what happened here just now. They only knew that Leng Lingxiao was staring at the casserole with a frown on his face, motionless, and seemed to be in a bad mood.
It wasn't until five minutes later that a loud male voice broke the silence. It was Shen Yiming.
"Let me go, you are indeed here!"
Leng Lingxiao glanced at him, picked up the cotton cloth, and opened the lid of the casserole: "Is something wrong?"
"Wow, it smells so good. If you don't have breakfast, why don't you eat it in your stomach?" Shen Yiming deliberately went up to smell it, and then said with a bad smile, "Hey, are you starting to make up for it now?"
Leng Lingxiao turned off the fire, threw away the cotton cloth, raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't want to go diving, do you?"
Bad, seems to be angry.
Shen Yiming quickly picked up the cotton cloth, carefully put the casserole on the tray that had been prepared, and then asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, Madam, agreed, has everything been arranged over there?"
The topic was forcibly changed. In fact, Leng Lingxiao was not really angry, she was just teasing him.
My friends themselves don’t know yet.
"Well, your little fangirl... I guess she will arrive at noon. If Tangtang arrives by then..."
Unexpectedly, Leng Lingxiao just paused, but Shen Yiming suddenly took a small step back and said loudly: "I am a good man, don't hurt me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone else in the kitchen pricked up their ears.
