When I arrived at the light purple villa, through the fragrant hedge, and stepped through the carved jade pavilion, I heard Teresa Teng's sweet song coming from the room. The carved door inside was not closed, the curtains were low, and I tiptoed and stretched my neck to look in, only to see that the colorful psychedelic lights flickered inside, because the curtains hung low all around, and the interior presented a certain blur that can only be found at night; In the dreamlike atmosphere, Wen Ling was dressed up in a fancy way, dressed in a thick dress, wearing a dark-colored evening dress with bare chest and shoulders, which looked very bewitching.

I couldn't help but have a lot of questions in my mind: "Which one is this singing?" Is Wen Ling acting, or is she ......? ”

I craned my neck to look in, only to see Wen Ling pouring red wine from a tall glow-in-the-dark glass with a middle-aged man. While Wen Ling was drinking, she was also singing and dancing around the middle-aged man.

Wen Ling, who is singing and dancing, and Wen Ling, who is pale and gentle a few days ago, are indeed two people!

The middle-aged man beside Wen Ling had a loud voice and a burly figure, but because his face was facing inward, he couldn't see what his facial features looked like.

Wen Ling and the man were entangled and amorous, and I didn't know whether I should advance or retreat for a while.

I hesitated for a moment and decided to retreat into the garden first. When I got to the garden, I looked around and realized that there was a black BMW sedan parked in a carport not far away. I guess it must be a middle-aged man, right?

In the gazebo in the garden, I sat for nearly two hours, and Wen Ling still didn't come out. It seems that this middle-aged man is very important to Wen Ling. Who is this man? Is it the lifelong lover she once said?

I thought back to Wen Ling's happy and affectionate appearance just now, and I couldn't help but sigh. At this time, a message prompt sounded on my mobile phone, and I opened it to see that it was a message from Wen Ling: "Happy Angel, I have something important today, you can rest at home, you don't need to go to work; I will call you whenever you need to go to work, but whether you go to work or not, your salary will be paid during this period; I wish you good luck and hope your happiness brings me good luck too, thank you!"

I know that Wen Ling doesn't want to be disturbed now.

Since she doesn't want to be disturbed, then I'll retreat!

When I got home, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, I went to her house, this is also an explanation for work, right?

Early the next morning, Wen Ling sent another such text message.

It was the same on the third day.

For three days, I didn't go to work at my employer. For such a job, I am somewhat uneasy in my heart, first of all, Wen Ling is not an ordinary woman; Second, Wen Ling's required work time always makes people feel unsteady floating in the air, and there is no sense of security, so she doesn't need to go to work every day, and she may not even get a penny of salary at the end of the month!

How can there be a private employer in the world who doesn't let you go to work and pays you a lot of wages? That's simply not possible!

On the fourth day, before dawn in the morning, Wen Ling flew in frantically with phone calls and text messages one after another.

Wen Ling's voice on the phone was poignant and sad, which made people unbearable to listen to.

The text message said: "Happy angel, come and save me, I'm sad, sad!" I'm dying, I'm really dying, I hope you come soon! Come on!"

I was startled, hurriedly dressed, washed my face and washed my teeth, hastily packed myself, picked up my bag and flew out, beckoned and ran to the light purple villa.

When I came to Wen Ling's residence, I saw Wen Ling curled up on her big bed in her pajamas, her hair was scattered, and her whole body was shaking; Her face was pale, and she muttered to herself, "He's gone, he's gone, he's gone...... Maybe never come back...... Whining...... How many times has he been gone? Maybe never come back this time......"

Her voice was sad, but she was actually whimpering.

I saw that her face was now as pale as paper.