Chapter 115 (1/2)
Lanjiang City, jinjiangyuan Villa District,
A black business car slowly drove in from the gate of the community, and finally stopped at the gate of the single family three story villa. The man with a stiff suit pulled the door open. His slender legs stepped out of the door, landing with polished shoes, raising a trace of dust on the ground.
”You go back to the company first. I don't have to tell the company about my return.”
”Yes, Mr. Ling.”
Lingling is having breakfast in the living room. Because ye Huanyan came back in the early morning the night before, she specially arranged the time for breakfast after nine o'clock and knocked on ye Huanyan's door before setting the dinner plate.
Ling Han presses the password and opens the door directly. When he changes shoes at the entrance, he looks surprised at Lingling.
”Young master, aren't you supposed to be in Bali?”
Ling Han changed his shoes, left his coat on the sofa and loosened the tie around his neck
His eyes caught a glimpse of breakfast on the table,
At this time, the bedroom door on the first floor facing him suddenly opens. Ye Huanyan, dressed in pink bear pajamas, stands at the door, with a toothbrush in her mouth, and asks vaguely with her eyes closed,
”Lingling, why doesn't the bathroom come out?”
Lingling Leng in the living room, eyes rigidly moved from Linghan to yehuan Yan.
”Lingling?”
When she didn't hear the response, ye Huanyan opened her eyes in a daze. At this time, a tall and straight figure quickly came into her eyes, looking at her with a gloomy face,
”Bata”, the pink toothbrush fell on the floor and the toothpaste foam splashed all over the floor,
”You, you are not...”
Shouldn't you be in Bali?
She asked the same question as Lingling, but didn't wait for Linghan's answer,
The door was shut with a bang. Ling Han stood behind the door with a gloomy face. He could not help locking himself and her in the door, isolating himself from the outside world.
Ye Huanyan faltered and fell on the bed less than one meter away from the door. He was stiff all over.
”I should ask you this, ye Huanyan. Should you give me an explanation? Who let you come back from Bali? And why are you here? ”
He stood at the door, not close, but his face was terrible.
Ye Huanyan shrunk her shoulders, feeling guilty and panicked.
”I came back too late last night. The plane was late. I gave the wrong address at the airport...”
”Oh,” a cold laugh rang out in the room, ”wrong address? How used are you to live here? ”