Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

"No need." Zuo Hancheng's gaze did not leave the screen, and at the same time he said with a cold voice: "Take all the things I need to see this month together in these two days, and I will finish processing them within two days."

Mo Bai was startled, with doubts in his eyes.

"Last time Zuo Yue came over and found Gu Anhao, he went back to report to the old man. If I don't go back recently, the old man is afraid that he will commit suicide."

As he said, Zuo Hancheng turned his eyes and looked at Mo Bai's clear sight with a cold look: "Go and book two direct domestic flights to Los Angeles."

Mo Bai nodded: "Okay, I see, I will get it done by tomorrow morning."

Zuo Hancheng nodded faintly, without saying anything, his eyes returned to the screen.

Mo Bai actually wanted to ask how Gu An was doing. After all, Gu Anhao ran up alone that day but saw Rong Xue here, and then ran away. Mr. Zuo went to look for her personally these past two days, and he came back. Hou Zuo always seemed to be in a bad mood, and he really didn't know whether to talk about it or not.

But I always feel that although this matter has nothing to do with me, it is also a series of unfavorable consequences caused by my own negligence.

However, it seems that Mr. Zuo does not intend to mention this now. As the special assistant of the president, it is inconvenient to ask about these personal matters. So he just hesitated for a moment and chose to quietly shut his mouth, and turned around. The approval documents that Mr. Zuo explained in the past few days have to be sorted out.

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"He was wrong, I was wrong, he was wrong, I was wrong, he was wrong, I was wrong..."

Several small security guards stood not far away and saw Gu Anhao sitting in the stone pavilion in the green area of ​​the Liujingyuan community, picking up a fake flower in his hand and talking non-stop.

Could this little girl have a brain problem?

This winter, she didn’t wear any coat, she just wore a sweater and sat there. The green area now has no greenery due to the weather. The cold wind is whistling, and she actually sits in the pavilion and keeps pulling away the fake flowers. petal.

I still don't know what kind of mess I'm talking about.

I want to come forward and persuade me, but I remembered that this little girl looked ugly when she came back from the outside today, and she seemed to be offended by someone.

After getting to know these days, the security guards of Liu Jingyuan knew that although the grandmother Gu Anhao was young, she was from the famous Zuo Hancheng, and she was also a very aggressive little master.

So the security guards just looked around for a while, then turned around and left, not intending to provoke the little ancestor who was abusing fake flowers.

"He was wrong, I was wrong, he was wrong, I was wrong, he was wrong..."

After counting the last petal, Anhao finally rolled his eyes willingly towards the sky.

Look, even God thinks he is wrong.

Zuo Hancheng's man is not only arrogant, but also has his own skills to pretend to be forceful. He has a cool and tyrannical appearance and thinks he can save the world as great as he is, in fact, he is not a human who can hurt or hurt.

Moreover, he not only bullied the flowers of the motherland! He even came up with a big case of marital jian!

The victim is her!

I'm angry when I think about it, but I dare to abuse-after treating her, continue to abuse her mentally-treat her!

Cold war is it! It's not that I have never fought!

If he went on a business trip to another place this time, she would never ask again, nor would he go to talk to him cheeky. Anyway, God said that he was wrong and that he was wrong, and she definitely did nothing wrong.

After fighting for the whole afternoon, An Hao clapped her hands and left Shiting. After returning to the house, she remembered that she had just gone out without a coat. She trembled and ran directly to the bedroom on the second floor. He went to lock the door and fell asleep on the bed.

This time I slept even more dimly, completely forgetting what after-effects were effective within 24 hours, 48 ​​hours, or even 72 hours.

Eight o'clock at night.

Anhao slapped his lips in his sleep. He didn't have a nightmare today. Instead, he tied Zuo Hancheng to a tree in his dream, stripped his clothes and whipped him with a whip.

When he kept smoking to tell her ancestors to confess his mistakes, she flew up to the side to eat potato chips and watched Zuo Hancheng drooling at her while eating. She was slandering him, she was slandering him. Just don't feed him.

Who told him to keep everything in check and not allow her to eat snacks! Let him also taste the consequences of all kinds of abuse-treatment!

This dream was so cool that she was suddenly awakened by the sound of a car coming from outside. It was at this time that she suddenly realized that she was not really asleep, and she had a mess of dreams. Only the last dream was the best. The result was not enough, and I woke up.

She sat up and scratched her head. The tossing back and forth in the past two days was broken, and she accidentally lost her body. She was really sleepy, but when she heard the sound of the car, Zuo Hancheng should be back. She felt it necessary. Talk to him, even if you are left out, you have to ask for an explanation.

He settled down and ran downstairs, and saw that Zuo Hancheng had entered the door, but he fell on the sofa without taking off his coat after entering the door.

She stood at the bottom of the stairs and paused for a while, looking at the tall and slender black figure on the sofa from a distance, and walked slowly over.

When I walked over, I saw Zuo Hancheng lying motionless on the sofa, covering half of his face with one hand, hiding in the sofa, not knowing whether he was asleep or something.

She approached suspiciously.

"Hey!" she called him.

A somewhat arrogant word "hey" came, Zuo Hancheng opened his eyes, but did not look at her.

Under the bright light, Zuo Hancheng was lying on the sofa, Qingjun's facial features were faint, and the surrounding light hit him, but he couldn't hide his audacity and indifference.

Anhao can tell from his half-dead look that he is so busy after arriving at the company that he has no time to close his eyes. He just needs a short time to close his eyes and calm his mind.

But after hearing her voice, his face sank, and his whole body became even more cold.

Even if he smelled it carefully, there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body.

After a busy day, why not take advantage of the opportunity to participate in a small wine bureau at night?

An Hao was surprised. Suddenly Zuo Hancheng sat up, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, then frowned and looked at her.

Cold eyes fell on her face that didn't seem to have awakened, and saw the still unrelenting and unconvinced face on her face.

He snorted, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, he just threw the car key on the coffee table casually, and said indifferently: "Go to the airport at 3 o'clock in the afternoon in two days. You remember the time, and I will come back to pick you up."

"Airport?" Anhao recognized that there were several meanings in his words, but first grasped one important point: "Why go to the airport?"

Zuo Hancheng's eyes were light and his voice was clear: "I can't hold anything except being jealous and'retiring all over' in my head, right? What did I say, don't you remember?"