He hadn't hugged her properly for three years, and now, he only hated that the night was too short. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The summer days come early, and within a few hours, the sky is showing a hint of fish's belly white. Slowly, the morning sun rose from the east, and the glow shone through the clouds to the earth, and also sprinkled on the balcony of Quan Zichen's room.

When he opened his eyes, it was already half past five in the morning.

He carefully removed Mu Qingqing's arm, covered her with the quilt again, got up and started to get dressed.

He picked out a white shirt from the closet, and in order not to disturb her, he specially brought all the clothes into the bathroom to wear.

The movement was too light, Mu Qingqing smacked his mouth, unconscious.

Until Quan Zichen went downstairs, she was still sleeping soundly with the quilt. The black hair was spread out and spread on the pillow, and Quan Zichen looked at it with reluctance.

"Young master, morning. Did the headache get better? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

"It's okay, it's much better. ”

"Breakfast is ready, now do you want to eat?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"By the way, young master, early in the morning, there was a black Cayenne parked outside, not far from the Quan family's villa. ”

"How long has it stopped?"

"It's been about half an hour. ”

"Then let him stop. Quan Zichen said lightly.

"Is it the person who is looking for you to do something, young master?"

"I don't know. ”

A maid brought breakfast, coffee and sandwiches. Quan Zichen sat at the dining table, stirring the coffee with a spoon.

Suddenly, the aroma of coffee wafted into the air with the heat.

While the coffee was still hot, he stirred the spoon and made a phone call to Duwen.

"What you asked you to check last time, how did you check?"

"2 Quan Zong, early. You mean Zhang Shuo, right? I checked, but guess whose young master he is?"

"Zhang Shuo......" Quan Zichen chewed on the name. ”

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Quan Zichen pondered for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be the prince of WS?"

"Yes, Mr. Quan, you guessed it right. Zhang Chi and Jiang Li's son is called Zhang Shuo, Zhang Chi and Jiang Li are such biological sons, they have been studying in Paris before, and they stayed in the company in Paris to work after graduation. It wasn't until some time ago that he returned to China. ”

Quan Zichen's hand stirring the coffee stopped: "Oh?

"Didn't you still ask me to find out about your wife's three years?"

Quan Zichen has been with Quan Zichen for a long time, and he knows what Quan Zichen likes to hear, so he said, "Your wife......

Sure enough, the corners of Quan Zichen's lips raised......

"I also went to check, but after all, it's been three years, and many things can't be found. But ......" Duvinn paused.

"What?"

"But what I found out must be clear. ”

"Well, I know you can do it, report!"

The corners of Du Wen's mouth twitched: "In those three years, your wife ...... Do you really want me to say this?"

"If you grind again, you will hand in your resignation tomorrow!"

"Then I said, don't be angry, don't be angry. Your wife, that year, has always been with Zhang Shuo. It can almost be said that it is ...... Muscles. Du Wen closed his eyes and finished speaking in one breath, with a look of difficult death.

With a "dang" sound, Quan Zichen slammed the spoon into the coffee cup.

Du Wen heard a ringing on the other end of his phone!

"What else?" asked Quan Zichen coldly.

"And ...... Do you really want to say it?"

"You try to grind it again!"

"Then I went on, it's best not to put fragile items a meter away from you. In those three years, your wife went to a university to study design, of course, Zhang Shuo contributed a lot, all of which were Zhang Luo. At first, your wife lived in the school, but when she was about to graduate last year, Zhang Shuo took your wife to his own small apartment. As for what you did...... I can't find that. ”

"What can you do?!" Quan Zichen was furious.

"This ...... Lonely men and widows, what can they do. Du Wen said deliberately.

"Shut up!"

Du Wen was stunned and shut up very seriously.

As a result, for most of the day, there was no sound on the other end of the phone. Quan Zichen said angrily: "What else? Why don't you say it?"

"You made me ...... Shut up. ”

"If you grind like this again, you will go to the finance in the afternoon to settle the salary!" Quan Zichen almost flipped the table.

"Then I'll continue. Also, your wife later went to a company for an internship, and Zhang Shuo happened to be the director of the marketing department of that company, so your wife should be very grateful to Zhang Shuo, or rather, there are a little other feelings. For example, later, Zhang Shuo proposed to your wife, and your wife agreed......"

"Mr. Quan, this is the general situation, and I will check it again. ”

"By the way, what did she live on for those three years?"

Quan Zichen remembered that she once talked nonsense with him and made a living by making that kind of movie.

"I guess most of it depends on ...... Zhang Shuo helped. However, according to the teachers at their school, your wife will work part-time in the evenings and holidays, and the internship salary after graduation is okay. ”

Hearing Du Wen say that she would work part-time at night and during holidays, Quan Zichen really had no way to be angry with her.

Back then, in the Quan family, he couldn't even wait to serve the soup for her every meal, and he really couldn't imagine what she looked like as a part-time worker.

"What does she mainly do part-time?" Quan Zichen asked lightly.

"Just go to a restaurant to wash dishes, go to the library to help out, don't be too distressed. ”

"She can feel distressed for a long time when she sweeps the floor, you don't make me feel distressed?!" Quan Zichen slapped the table and yelled at the other end of the phone.

"Uh......" Du Wen was speechless, not what you are used to.

"Mr. Quan, what else do you want to hear?" Du Wen spread his hands.

"Go find someone to keep an eye on Zhang Shuo. ”

"Yes. ”

Quan Zichen hung up the phone, and there was a cloud of anger in his heart. In those three years, did Mu Qingqing really get along with Zhang Shuo day and night?

Get along day and night, get along day and night...... These four words are simply the greatest irony of him.

Thinking like this, his head hurt again, and he clenched his fist against his forehead and fell silent.

He didn't eat much breakfast, so he walked outside the Quan family's villa.

Uncle Li had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and it was only six o'clock at this time, the morning sun was rising, and the weather was soft. As far as the eye can see, the lake is sparkling and the sky is blue.

Uncle Li really feels sorry for Quan Zichen, he gets up early every morning to go to the group, and now that Mu Qingqing is back, he doesn't rest much.

Quan Zichen walked out of the gate of QY's house with his coat, but he had just walked up to his Bugatti when the door of the Cayenne in front of him opened.

A young man stepped down from the co-pilot, handsome and gentle, like a bright jade.

The man, also wearing a white shirt, stood by the car door, the sun streaming straight over his head. His slender white hand was still half-resting on the car door, and his whole person was like a sculpture, a beautiful sculpture.

Quan Zichen didn't rush to get in the car, it seems that this man really came to find him. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, this man, where he seemed to have seen it.

Zhang Shuo lowered his hand and walked towards Quan Zichen.