The Wanted Wife: Daddy, Mommy Escapes Again!

In the two-story villa building on the outskirts of the city, Li Jingzhi just put down his coat and heard the footsteps heard from the stairs. Free-fee-first-delivery → [chasing] [book] [help]

Li Jing immediately became vigilant, and the steps under his feet were unconsciously lightened a lot, holding his breath and slowly approaching the switch on the side of the door.

"Click."

The crystal chandelier at the top of the living room illuminated a huge room for a moment.

The person at the entrance of the stairway was obviously frightened by the sudden light. An unstable foot stepped on the staircase and slipped down the stairs.

"Woo, mom!"

"Ah ... hhhh, you scared me."

With a child's cry, Li Jingzhi noticed that the person who slid down the stairs was his son Siyi.

Fortunately, when Li Jingzhi turned on the light, Siyi was almost at the bottom of the stairs, so he just fell off a leather pier when he slid down.

Li Jingzhi hurriedly threw away the things in his hand and ran to pick up the Secretary on the ground.

"Mom ... Mum ... Woo."

Si Yi buried her head in Li Jingzhi's chest and cried even harder, her little hand tightly hugging Li Jingzhi's neck.

"Siyi, didn't your aunt coax you to sleep? Why are you walking up and down the stairs so late?"

Li Jingzhi patted Si Yi's back, soothing Si Yi who was frightened in his arms, and asked Si Yi why he didn't sleep.

Hearing the noise, the babysitter ran down the stairs in a coat, panicking.

"Grandma ... I ... Master, he has to wait for you to come back to bed. I was watching him on vacation, I accidentally fell asleep!"

The aunt nanny apologized, blaming herself for falling asleep and not optimistic.

"It's okay. Go to bed. I'll take care of it."

Li Jing smiled slightly, indicating that nothing serious happened, and signaled the nanny to go to rest first.

"Sit down, I'll see if your foot hurts!"

In the bedroom, Li Jingzhi put Si Yi by the window, leaned down and crouched down to roll up Si Yi's long pajamas, examining the injuries.

Siyi's thin white instep had swollen, and there was some bruise on his calf. Li Jingzhi looked at the injury on Siyi's foot and choked his throat.

"Mother, don't cry, I don't hurt anymore."

The Secretary commented on Li Jingzhi's red eyes, afraid of Li Jingzhi's distressed tears, and patted Li Jingzhi's back with a small hand, speaking like an adult.

Li Jingzhi brought ice cubes to help Si Yi cover the swollen insteps, holding back the tears in his eyes.

The hotel.

Sloming opened his clenched fist, and a delicate diamond ring was lying in his palm.

The diamond ring was customized by Slomins. The rose diamond inlaid was polished by himself. The internal test engraved two letters, which is the abbreviation of Li Jingzhi's name.

Originally, Slomin intended to help Li Jingzhi bring this ring by himself. Unfortunately, Li Jingzhi did not give Sloming any reason to approach.

Sloming's thin lips were slightly frowned, and there was no stretched brows all night, but he still wrinkled tightly into the Sichuan word at this time.

"Secretary General, there is something new in Miss Su Qi. Do you want to advance?"

The man's voice was low on the phone, asking Slomin's arrangements.

"No, just keep staring. It's the start of the show when he returns!"

Sloming pinched the ring at his fingertips and looked at the light for a while. A faint smile smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he returned the ring to his palm.

"Okay, Mr. Secretary, Miss Su Qi, I will keep an eye on it and make sure nothing goes wrong."

The man showed his ability to Sloming.

"Ok."

Sloming ended the call with a single word.

"A great show is about to begin."

Sloming watched the fire across the bank, watching the pawns he manipulated step by step into his encirclement.

Early the next morning.

Cao Hui went downstairs to the hotel early in the morning, waiting to pick up Slomin, but what he didn't know was that Slomin left the hotel last night.

At this time Slomin was lying in a coma in the bar box.

"Ding Jingling ... Ding Ling."

There was a vibration of the mobile phone in his chest, and Sloming turned over unhappyly and put the mobile phone on his ear.

"Ok."

"Secretary, I'm downstairs!"

Cao Hui vaguely felt that something was not right, and he could smell a strong alcohol through his mobile phone. Cao Hui guessed that his trip was futile.

Sure enough, Cao Hui's intuition was correct, Sloming was indeed not in the hotel.

"Bar 537."

"Okay, come in ten minutes!"

After hanging up the phone, Cao Hui reluctantly bent down and turned his head toward the bar.

At the airport, Su Qi wore a black alphabet peaked cap, a casual dress, and outlined a nice body. The square-framed sunglasses covered the palm-sized face.

When getting out of the taxi, Su Qi watched vigilantly, pulled down the brim, held up the mirror frame, and strode toward the airport.

The news of Si Hanming's flight back to City A did not tell anyone. As for where Su Qi learned the news, I am afraid that even Si Hanming did not expect it.

"Hanming!"

French high-end customized suits are arbitrarily put on the body, lacquered leather shoes, the shape is on par with Sloming from the back view, wide back and narrow waist, and smooth muscle lines flowing down.

Seeing Si Hanming coming out, Su Qi lowered her voice and waved.

Si Hanming heard someone calling himself, frowned, glanced around, and always found Su Qi waving in the crowd.

There was not much good impression of Su Qi, and her sudden appearance at the airport made him resentful.

"How do you know that I am returning home today?"

Si Hanming took off his sunglasses and raised his eyebrows and asked Su Qi.

"... inquire about someone."

Su Qi did not cover up and directly said that he was paying for it.

"Why, can't you hang around with President Si? I heard that President Si has understood you in the apartment. Is this successful again?"

Si Hanming ignored her satire with the irony of Su Qi's flushed cheek and gun.

Su Qi felt a chill in Si Hanming's heart. If it was not for persecution by Father Su, she would not come to the airport to meet her, and felt that she was insulting herself.

"Secretary, you can't be better off there. After going abroad for so long, nothing comes back."

Su Qi grunted coldly, refusing to retort.

With a cold look at Su Qi, Si Hanming stopped talking and strode forward.

"Let's go. The hotel has arranged it to get you the wind!"

Su Qi quickly followed.

"No, you go, I'll go back to the old house."

Si Hanming directly rejected Su Qi's invitation, got out of the airport and boarded a car prepared in advance.

"Si Hanming, you."

Looking at the galloping car, Su Qi stomped his feet.

Hidden in the black van not far away, he retracted a long-barreled lens, flipped over the picture, and passed it all to Slomin.

"Ding Dong."

The phone screen aside flashed.

Sloming put down the porcelain cup in his hand, took the phone, opened it and received a multimedia message.

"Sure enough, I can't bear my temper."

Silom ticked the corners of his lips, put down the phone, continued to lift the quilt on the table, and sent the tea into his mouth.