Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

One of Xu Zijin was right. He was really busy during this period. Even if someone called him on his private phone, he pretended to be invisible. But his personal phone is turned on 24 hours a day, unless it is never turned off for special things. When the call came, Secretary Cheng and several directors who were reporting on official affairs were still standing aside. Secretary Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the little nanny of Xishan Villa. Winking a wink, he sent the director out and stood by the door and listened to his instructions.

Lengscheng didn't raise his eyes, just listened to the report from the little nanny over there: "No, it's just that the wife is here again."

"I see. I'm here to pack her things. Otherwise, I want to return the house to me. You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing in the future, just tell Secretary Cheng." Lengscheng almost hung up the phone, and continued over there. She said, "It's not just that. She didn't come to collect her own things this time. She came to your study room. I don't know what she was looking for. Later, I found an old wooden box."

"Old wooden box?" Lengsi City was suddenly hit by something, and stood up all of a sudden, "What did you say? What did she do with that thing?"

"I didn't see it clearly, I saw she was looking for a wooden box, and she turned out a bunch of things, as if she saw pens, notebooks and so on. Is that your study room? Isn't there a lot of important documents in it? At first she was worried about whether she would take anything, but then she took nothing, packed up the things, put them back, and left like this."

Leng Sicheng suddenly felt that something was missing a small piece in his heart. He didn't ask anything else, just asked: "She really watched it? When did she go by?"

"Just a few days ago."

A few days ago, that was before and after his mother called her to the old house. Lengsi City remembered something again, and immediately called Qingcheng Apartment, the manager connected, and immediately nodded: "Yes, Miss Gu came here last week, and she also paid all the owed fees. Filled up."

Leng Sicheng realized what, and asked: "What day of the week?" She went to her mother's house on Friday, maybe she went to the Qingcheng apartment so...

"Uh, I don't remember much, I just remember it was last week."

Leng Sicheng frowned slightly: "How long did she stay?"

The property was a bit embarrassing, they just urged her to pay the money, and they couldn't control how long the owner stayed, so they had to shook his head: "I don't know."

Lengscheng frowned again: "Did she take anything when she left?"

"……I do not know."

"I don't know anything, what does your property do!" Leng Sicheng couldn't help but yelled out, hung up the phone directly, and stood up. Secretary Cheng was taken aback: "Mr Leng, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, help me prepare the car, I want to go out." He was inexplicably flustered and a little embarrassed, as if he was hiding in the deepest part of the garden that no one had visited before finally being torn open by a wall. Still known by the person he least wants to see. Did Gu Qingqing see something? She knew something, so she was called back by her mother that day to push the bicycle away? He hurriedly went to the Xishan Villa and looked at the boxes he had hidden.

Did she know something, did she know, all these years, she has been very humble...like her?