Chapter: 2472
If someone hadn't sent him this video, Li Changsheng would still enshrine Lan Xianxian like a goddess, but a man still attaches great importance to his wife's innocence, so when he saw his goddess having such a shameful relationship with another man, Li Changsheng's self-esteem seemed to be thrown on the ground and crushed. He hated and was angry, that's why he wanted to humiliate Lan Xianxian just now.
"Li Changsheng, haven't you considered clearing your mind?" Lan Xianxian was about to explode in anger. She wanted to catch the person who was behind her back and ruined her reputation.
"Well, I can tell you. In fact, someone sent me a USB flash drive. I don't know who the other party is. If you really want to investigate, you can start with the courier." Li Changsheng still didn't dare to gamble in the end. He seemed like a fool with a lot of money and a simple mind, but he would think rationally about matters related to the glory of a family.
"Where is the courier? Which courier?" Lan Xianxian really wanted to investigate. She would never swallow her anger after being bullied, let alone being stabbed to Li Changsheng now, if she wanted to hide this matter, it would be impossible.
Li Changsheng was still very afraid of Lan Xianxian's murderous eyes. He shuddered in his heart. Before, he thought that Lan Xianxian was as beautiful as a fairy.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, a black cloud rolled up in the sky, and the spring thunder rolled in the cloud, sending down terrifying lightning. For a moment, the crowd on the street ran away in fright, as if someone was about to escape, or someone had done all kinds of bad things, and the sky was about to attack people.
Lan Yanxi was lying on the rocking chair in front of the door to read a book. Seeing that it was going to rain heavily and thunder was rolling, she hurriedly hid in the living room, but the living room was empty, and she didn't feel safe at all. She ran upstairs again, lifted the quilt, and hid in.
This thunder is too scary, is it a man who made a poisonous oath and failed to keep it, so God will punish him.
Lan Yanxi bit her lower lip, carefully recalling the vow Ling Mofeng had made to her, and kept laughing.
Just as the thunder continued and the rainstorm was approaching, a train team was driving rapidly on the way home. Ling Mofeng was sitting in the back seat, with a stack of documents beside him, but he didn't care to look through them. He looked out the window. When the lightning fell, it hit the top of a tree in the distance, which was frightening. "Sir, do you want to find a place to escape the rainstorm?" Chu Lie asked him in a low voice in the passenger seat.
Traveling in thunderstorm weather is still very dangerous.
"I'll be home in fifteen minutes. Yanxi will be scared if she is alone at home." Ling Mofeng raised his wrist, glanced at the simple wrist watch, and whispered.
As soon as Chu Lie heard his words, he understood his intentions, and immediately said to the driver: "Keep going."
Ling Mofeng sighed softly, and he was like an arrow, wishing he could rush to her side before the storm came. Lan Yanxi was under the quilt, took a tissue, and blocked her ears. She couldn't hear thunder or lightning, and her mood calmed down a little.
However, just lying on the stomach and feeling like a waste of time, Lan Yanxi suddenly thought that there seemed to be a photo album in the cabinet next to Ling Mofeng. At this time, it should be interesting to look through it. Lan Yanxi quickly lifted the quilt, took his photo album, and a small flashlight, and continued to hide under the quilt.
She turned to the first page of the album. It was an old and yellowed photo. The background turned out to be the current Presidential Palace. He and his parents were sitting in the garden to take the photo. Everyone had serious expressions, including Ling Mofeng, who was only four years old.
"Hey!" Lan Yanxi usually doesn't laugh unless she can't help it.
It's hard to believe that when Ling Mofeng was a child, he was able to be unsmiling, so cute that people wanted to pinch his face hard.
Lan Yanxi can't pinch it now, so he can only touch his small face with his fingers gently twice.
Turning to the second page, it was taken when he was six years old. He was dressed in a tailored plaid suit, his small body was standing upright, and the background was still the Presidential Palace with its wide columns. The only thing that changed was that there was a fountain behind him and the brilliant flowers blooming at his feet. This was taken in spring.
At that time, Ling Mofeng had already begun to take shape, with exquisite and beautiful features, and a quiet demeanor. When he looked carefully, there was a smile on the corner of his beautiful mouth.
"The appearance of a little adult." Lan Yanxi couldn't help muttering comments, but she loved Ling Mofeng's photo so much that she wished she could travel through the past and knew him since she was a child, but she compared her age carefully. If she really traveled back to the past, when he was six years old, she was only one year old, and she was still drinking milk. I'm afraid Ling Mofeng would not play with her.
Lan Yanxi couldn't help turning down another page. It turned out to be a photo of him when he was eight years old. He was squatting next to a cute flower basket, and in that beautiful flower basket was a white and tender baby girl.
"Did you smile so beautifully when you were young?" Lan Yanxi's heart throbbed violently. When it was over, she fell in love with Ling Mofeng's childhood appearance in a second. Could she be too bothered?
The torrential rain came down without warning, slamming the windows of the car, making an ear-splitting noise, and the traffic on the road became even more chaotic, which made people's hearts tighten.
Fortunately, Ling Mofeng's motorcade has turned to a road with few people. This is a dedicated lane leading directly to the Vice President's Palace. No matter how heavy the rain, no matter how crazy it is, it will no longer be affected.
After passing through countless sentry boxes, the car stopped at the door of the living room. Chu Lie hurried down and opened the door for Ling Mofeng.
Ling Mofeng held a file bag in his hand, bent down and got out of the car, and said to Chu Lie: "It's raining so hard, let them all come in for a cup of tea, and don't rush back."
"Okay, sir, I'll take them to sit in the side hall, you should go and see Miss Lan." Chu Lie was very grateful for Ling Mofeng's compassion, and nodded immediately.
Ling Mofeng hummed, and walked quickly into the living room with long legs. After a glance, he didn't see a familiar figure, so he walked quickly to the stairs. JrNovels.com
"Li Changsheng, haven't you considered clearing your mind?" Lan Xianxian was about to explode in anger. She wanted to catch the person who was behind her back and ruined her reputation.
"Well, I can tell you. In fact, someone sent me a USB flash drive. I don't know who the other party is. If you really want to investigate, you can start with the courier." Li Changsheng still didn't dare to gamble in the end. He seemed like a fool with a lot of money and a simple mind, but he would think rationally about matters related to the glory of a family.
"Where is the courier? Which courier?" Lan Xianxian really wanted to investigate. She would never swallow her anger after being bullied, let alone being stabbed to Li Changsheng now, if she wanted to hide this matter, it would be impossible.
Li Changsheng was still very afraid of Lan Xianxian's murderous eyes. He shuddered in his heart. Before, he thought that Lan Xianxian was as beautiful as a fairy.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, a black cloud rolled up in the sky, and the spring thunder rolled in the cloud, sending down terrifying lightning. For a moment, the crowd on the street ran away in fright, as if someone was about to escape, or someone had done all kinds of bad things, and the sky was about to attack people.
Lan Yanxi was lying on the rocking chair in front of the door to read a book. Seeing that it was going to rain heavily and thunder was rolling, she hurriedly hid in the living room, but the living room was empty, and she didn't feel safe at all. She ran upstairs again, lifted the quilt, and hid in.
This thunder is too scary, is it a man who made a poisonous oath and failed to keep it, so God will punish him.
Lan Yanxi bit her lower lip, carefully recalling the vow Ling Mofeng had made to her, and kept laughing.
Just as the thunder continued and the rainstorm was approaching, a train team was driving rapidly on the way home. Ling Mofeng was sitting in the back seat, with a stack of documents beside him, but he didn't care to look through them. He looked out the window. When the lightning fell, it hit the top of a tree in the distance, which was frightening. "Sir, do you want to find a place to escape the rainstorm?" Chu Lie asked him in a low voice in the passenger seat.
Traveling in thunderstorm weather is still very dangerous.
"I'll be home in fifteen minutes. Yanxi will be scared if she is alone at home." Ling Mofeng raised his wrist, glanced at the simple wrist watch, and whispered.
As soon as Chu Lie heard his words, he understood his intentions, and immediately said to the driver: "Keep going."
Ling Mofeng sighed softly, and he was like an arrow, wishing he could rush to her side before the storm came. Lan Yanxi was under the quilt, took a tissue, and blocked her ears. She couldn't hear thunder or lightning, and her mood calmed down a little.
However, just lying on the stomach and feeling like a waste of time, Lan Yanxi suddenly thought that there seemed to be a photo album in the cabinet next to Ling Mofeng. At this time, it should be interesting to look through it. Lan Yanxi quickly lifted the quilt, took his photo album, and a small flashlight, and continued to hide under the quilt.
She turned to the first page of the album. It was an old and yellowed photo. The background turned out to be the current Presidential Palace. He and his parents were sitting in the garden to take the photo. Everyone had serious expressions, including Ling Mofeng, who was only four years old.
"Hey!" Lan Yanxi usually doesn't laugh unless she can't help it.
It's hard to believe that when Ling Mofeng was a child, he was able to be unsmiling, so cute that people wanted to pinch his face hard.
Lan Yanxi can't pinch it now, so he can only touch his small face with his fingers gently twice.
Turning to the second page, it was taken when he was six years old. He was dressed in a tailored plaid suit, his small body was standing upright, and the background was still the Presidential Palace with its wide columns. The only thing that changed was that there was a fountain behind him and the brilliant flowers blooming at his feet. This was taken in spring.
At that time, Ling Mofeng had already begun to take shape, with exquisite and beautiful features, and a quiet demeanor. When he looked carefully, there was a smile on the corner of his beautiful mouth.
"The appearance of a little adult." Lan Yanxi couldn't help muttering comments, but she loved Ling Mofeng's photo so much that she wished she could travel through the past and knew him since she was a child, but she compared her age carefully. If she really traveled back to the past, when he was six years old, she was only one year old, and she was still drinking milk. I'm afraid Ling Mofeng would not play with her.
Lan Yanxi couldn't help turning down another page. It turned out to be a photo of him when he was eight years old. He was squatting next to a cute flower basket, and in that beautiful flower basket was a white and tender baby girl.
"Did you smile so beautifully when you were young?" Lan Yanxi's heart throbbed violently. When it was over, she fell in love with Ling Mofeng's childhood appearance in a second. Could she be too bothered?
The torrential rain came down without warning, slamming the windows of the car, making an ear-splitting noise, and the traffic on the road became even more chaotic, which made people's hearts tighten.
Fortunately, Ling Mofeng's motorcade has turned to a road with few people. This is a dedicated lane leading directly to the Vice President's Palace. No matter how heavy the rain, no matter how crazy it is, it will no longer be affected.
After passing through countless sentry boxes, the car stopped at the door of the living room. Chu Lie hurried down and opened the door for Ling Mofeng.
Ling Mofeng held a file bag in his hand, bent down and got out of the car, and said to Chu Lie: "It's raining so hard, let them all come in for a cup of tea, and don't rush back."
"Okay, sir, I'll take them to sit in the side hall, you should go and see Miss Lan." Chu Lie was very grateful for Ling Mofeng's compassion, and nodded immediately.
Ling Mofeng hummed, and walked quickly into the living room with long legs. After a glance, he didn't see a familiar figure, so he walked quickly to the stairs. JrNovels.com
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