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Published at 12th of August 2022 05:36:15 AM


Chapter 42

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On the overpass in Lanjiang City, neon lights crisscross, and cars and horses are like dragons.

Arbor drove the car and had already made two rounds on the ring road, but he still didn't find out the boss's mind.

"President Ling, do you need to go somewhere?"

Ling Han in the back seat looked calm. After hearing this, he asked lightly, "what time is it?"

Arbor was slightly stunned, "nine seventeen."

Ling Hanfu looked out of the window and seemed to be a little distracted. There was a trace of uncontrollable fatigue between his eyebrows.

Generally, when Ling Han looks like this, he likes to go to some lively places.

Arbor boldly suggested,

"There are several new bars opened in tianshufang. If Ling is interested, I can show you there."

Ling Han didn't speak, and seemed to agree silently.

Quan should be the default. Anyway, he has been turning on this highway for twoorthree hours. He goes everywhere. Qiaomu turns around at the place where he gets off the overpass in front and drives to the downtown area.

Lanjiang city at nine o'clock at night, the lights are too bright, which is more beautiful and attractive than the day. He decorates the city with extremely gaudy makeup, which is full of human fireworks. All the lights seem to be lit for you.

The car drove to Tian Shufang bar street, Qiaomu stopped the car, took Linghan through the crowd of newly opened bars, found a barely secluded booth behind the dance floor, and sat down.

Ling Han's appearance is quite outstanding. Coupled with a expensive suit, Jiang shidanton on his wrist is a symbol of his identity, which just sat down and attracted many wild bees and butterflies@^^$

As soon as arbor went to the bathroom, he had the courage to chat up.

"Handsome boy, alone?"

A woman in a pink low cut Hip Wrap Skirt, with large waves of pale blue scattered on her shoulders, has quite some artistic style. A closer look, although it is heavy makeup, it is a very natural face. There is no sharp chin with excessive cosmetic surgery, and there is no apple muscle with too much hyaluronic acid. This is the old-fashioned way of chatting up.

It's not a first-class beauty, but it's also an extraordinary generation among second-class beauties.

The average man can get this kind of money in the nightclub at this time. He almost feels that this trip is not in vain and is worth the ticket price.! $*!

Ling Han, of course, can't avoid vulgarity. During the day, because of Ye Huanyan's things, he is depressed at the moment. Come to someone to amuse himself. Even if it's vulgar, he has an attitude of never refusing to come at this moment.

He raised his head, and his originally sharp eyes became much softer under the dazzling light of the nightclub, "what? Are you?"

The woman turned her eyes, and a heart that had rolled in the romantic arena began to beat frantically. The corner of her mouth was hooked, revealing a charming smile that she recognized her signboard, "otherwise, she wouldn't have the courage to sit here."

"Really? In your opinion, this is bold?"

"Not really? I seldom come to such places."

A woman's charming voice is easy to confuse people. Generally speaking, she doesn't come often and is a regular guest.

Ling Han sneered in his heart. His face was still calm, and his tone was almost boring. "It's good to have more fun and exercise your courage."

A suggestive sentence, although spoken in a faint tone, still made the woman chatting up happy, and followed Ling Han's words, "do you like brave girls? Have you ever seen any brave girls?"

Very daring, Ling Han has only seen one. So far, the first woman who dares to climb onto his bed and force him to marry her is the only one left.

Women think they have a good topic. Ordinary men have long used this topic to start talking about romantic affairs. Romantic affairs can be sad, sad, and moved to tears. It is a good topic to narrow the relationship.

Ling Han, however, lost interest at this time.

He thought of Ye Huanyan and what happened today. Although his face was expressionless, his heart fluctuated.

When arbor came back, there was a woman in a pink low cut dress sitting on the original seat. She looked angry and drank a cocktail, which seemed very unwilling.

"Miss, here, there is..."

"You are the miss, your whole family..." the woman stared at arbor. This man, who looked like an assistant, just responded to what the man who had just left said.

"If you see my assistant coming back to me, tell him I'm gone."

If you are not interested, don't flirt with your sister. This man is arrogant and makes people want to throw the cup, but when you think of his face, it makes people feel that such arrogance is not unreasonable.

"He has something to go first," the woman's face eased slightly. After all, she still wanted to get close to the little assistant.

Arbor frowned, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked down at the flashing line of words on the screen.

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

The low cut woman is still trying to get close to one side, "handsome boy, is that your boss who just left? Can you leave a contact information?"

Ling Han's sudden departure made arbor feel a little stuffy at first. At this moment, the woman approached him like this, and he was even more lazy to perfunctory. He glanced at the gossip magazine shelves next to the bar, and there was no good way. "Fifteen yuan a book. If you don't have money, you can borrow it."

Leaving this, he walked away with great strides, leaving the woman sitting alone staring at her eyes, "who is it? Is it sick?"

Next to the bar counter, an entertainment magazine and a financial magazine are the latest issues of the month, and the covers are all Ling Han. If this woman looks carefully, she will find that the face she just met is not the marriage she has seen thousands of times in her dream, but really familiar.

When Ling Han's car arrived at the downstairs of the villa, it was nearly 11 o'clock. The servant opened the door, helped him hang his coat and slippers as usual, and asked whether he needed supper.

Ling Han glanced at the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor, and seemingly casually asked, "what are you eating tonight?"

The servant's look was a little strange, and his tone was suddenly not quite right, "cooked, cooked some millet porridge, fried two vegetarian dishes, and cooked them according to Mr.'s instructions, sir... Does Mr. need it?"

"She didn't eat?" Ling Han frowned.

The servant froze, "Miss ye... Miss ye, she... She."

"She what she?" Ling Han's expression suddenly tightened, "where is she?"

At this moment, he found that there was no light in the master bedroom on the second floor. Ye Huanyan was afraid of the dark and always had to turn on a night light to fall asleep.

The two servants softened their legs and fell to their knees in fear, "Miss ye, Miss ye, she has entered the hospital..."

Ye Huanyan got off work at 5:00 and got home at 6:30. She took a bath in the bathroom. The servant didn't care about her. When she found her, she was almost out of breath. Lingling still prepared dinner and found that she hadn't come out yet. She went to the bathroom door to call her, but she didn't respond at all. As soon as she opened the door, she saw ye Huanyan soaking in the water without any anger.

Lingling was scared out of her wits. She called an ambulance and took the man away, leaving two old servants to look after the house.





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