Seeing that Bian Dongxiao's car was gone, Feng Xiazhi sent a "happy" expression to Mu Ziwen's mobile phone.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Ziwen's phone called.

"I got a message at Lin Yongguang's banquet." Feng Xia Zhi said.

"Where are you?" Mu Ziwen asked.

"I'm here, well, I'll see." Feng Xia Zhi looked at the nearby street signs, and then told Mu Ziwen.

"What are you doing there at this time?" Mu Ziwen glanced at his watch and asked suspiciously.

"I didn't promise to go to Dongxiao's house, so he left me here." Feng Xia Zhi said.

"I'll pick you up." Mu Ziwen stood up, picked up the car keys, and walked towards the office door.

"No, you can listen to me first. Then I have to tell Wu Kejia. Feng Xia Zhi said.

"There are few cars over there, and it's not easy to call online car-hailing. How do you get home? Mu Ziwen was worried.

"Dongxiao, he'll come back to pick me up later." When he said this, Feng Xia Zhi didn't believe it himself.

"Are you sure?" Mu Ziwen stopped.

"It doesn't matter. Listen to me, Lin Yongguang provides 'customized services', the technicians have arrived in China, and the raw materials are on the high seas. The last family is three men with Afghan passports, who live in the same hotel as Lin Yongguang. Also, Lin Yongguang's mother came and made an appointment for me to have dinner tomorrow. Feng Xia Zhi told Mu Ziwen everything he knew.

"I see. These can be told to Wu Kejia. Mu Ziwen said.

"I'll contact you again if I have news." Feng Xia Zhi looked around, and sure enough, there were no cars passing here.

"Ten minutes later, if he doesn't pick you up, I'll pick you up." Mu Ziwen opened the office door and walked out.

After hanging up Mu Ziwen's phone, Feng Xiazhi sent Wu Kejia a selfie.

After about five minutes, pacing around the roadside, the bored Feng Xia Zhi received a call from Wu Kejia.

"Where do you take a selfie?" Wu Kejia asked.

"I'm sorry, I went first." Feng Xia Zhi said.

"It's me who should apologize, I shouldn't have let you come. It was hard at the time, wasn't it? Wu Kejia leaned against the wall of the hallway, very remorseful about his decision.

"It's not important, it's the work that matters." Then, Feng Xia Zhi told Wu Kejia what he heard.

Wu Kejia frowned and asked, "Did you hear the ship identification number?" ”

"No one mentioned it. However, from the conversation between him and his mother, it can be heard that Lin Yongguang knows about the situation of this boat. Feng Xia Zhi said.

"It's probably his boat. Where are you? Wu Kejia asked.

"I'll go home safely, go to work!" Feng Xia Zhi said.

"Hurry home! Tell me when you get home. Wu Kejia said.

"Okay, Aunt Wu." Feng Xia Zhi said with a smile.

"Drop! Didi! "Car horns.

Feng Xia Zhi raised his head and saw Bian Dongxiao's car parked on the side of the road.

"I'll go home and get in touch when I have something." After speaking, Feng Xia Zhi hung up the phone, hugged his arms, and walked in the direction of his home.

"Didi!" Bian Dongxiao pressed the horn, seeing that Feng Xia Zhi ignored him, and walked away, he slammed the steering wheel and drove after him.

"Get in the car!" Bian Dongxiao rolled down the window and shouted at Feng Xiazhi.

Feng Xia Zhi ignored him and walked on his own.

"You're used to it!" Bian Dongxiao muttered to himself, stopped the car, chased after him on foot, grabbed Feng Xiazhi's arm, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Feng Xia Zhi blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Bian Dongxiao, muttering, "You pull my hair." ”

"Wronged, wife, I just grabbed your hair, without pulling or pulling." Bian Dongxiao said softly.

"Why are you grabbing my hair?" Feng Xia Zhi raised his small pointed chin and pursed his lips.

"I'm angry! You've teased me and won't let me do it, I'm about to suffocate. Bian Dongxiao's face was grieved.

"When did I tease you?" Feng Xia Zhi looked innocent.

"One look at me, I'm crazy." After speaking, Bian Dongxiao kissed Feng Xiazhi's lips.

Feng Xia Zhi wanted to hug Bian Dongxiao but didn't dare to hug him, raised his hands, hesitated for a while, and put it down again.

"Cold?" Bian Dongxiao asked Feng Xia Zhi, whose body was trembling badly, feeling the current temperature, it was very mild.

"I'm not cold." Feng Xia Zhi lowered his head and bit his lip.

"You're afraid of me?" Bian Dongxiao asked.

"I'm afraid you won't spoil me all the time, get used to me, and endure me like you do now." Feng Xia Zhi's voice was a little choked.

"Then you don't hurry up and please me." Bian Dongxiao smiled evilly.

Feng Xia Zhi hugged Bian Dongxiao and buried his face in his arms.

Bian Dongxiao's hands wandered mercilessly on Feng Xiazhi's body, and just as the small flame in his body was about to explode, he was violently pushed away by Feng Xiazhi.

"What's wrong?" Bian Dongxiao looked confused.

"Her smell, you have the smell of her perfume!" Feng Xia Zhi pushed Bian Dongxiao away, turned around and left lonely, and kept muttering in his mouth.

"Don't you have a good sense of smell?" Bian Dongxiao was a little crazy, and quickly followed, catching Feng Xia Zhi back.

"It smells so big that I can smell it." Feng Xia Zhi struggled in Bian Dongxiao's arms.

Bian Dongxiao silently burst into a foul mouth in his heart, thinking that he would have to stay away from other women in the future.

"I won't smell of other women's perfume anymore, okay?" Bian Dongxiao asked tentatively.

"I'm a stingy person, and sooner or later I'll be by you. While nothing is happening now, let's disperse. Feng Xia Zhi gritted his teeth and said this sentence that made his heart tighten.

"Nothing happened?" Bian Dongxiao's forehead was bruised, he grabbed Feng Xiazhi's upper arm tightly with both hands, and roared: "I have real feelings for you, you can't just leave!" ”

"What good do I have." Feng Xia Zhi lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"You're good at everything." Bian Dongxiao took Feng Xiazhi into his arms, hugged him tightly, stroked Feng Xiazhi's back, and said softly: "Stay by my side and supervise me, it is a scourge for people like me to flow into society." ”

"I want to go home." Feng Xia Zhi said coquettishly in Bian Dongxiao's arms.

"I promise, you can swear by anything, you can call a lawyer to sign a contract, and I won't be involved with other women anymore." Bian Dongxiao was a little flustered.

"I'm tired. After learning that your girlfriend tonight wasn't me, I had insomnia last night. Didn't you notice that my dark circles were too bad to cover? Feng Xia Zhi raised his head and looked at Bian Dongxiao.

"The street lights are too dim to see. Let's go, go home, and my husband will take a good look. Bian Dongxiao pulled Feng Xia to the car.

"I'm going back to my house." Feng Xia Zhi said.

"Yes. Mrs. Bian, you can go wherever you want. Bian Dongxiao helped Feng Xia Zhi buckle her seat belt, rubbed her hair, and said, "If you mention breaking up again, I will ......"

"What are you going to do?" Feng Xia Zhi asked.

"Believe it or not, I hit you?" Bian Dongxiao's voice was low.

"Have we ever been together?" Feng Xia Zhi asked.

"Aren't we dating?" Bian Dongxiao was stunned by the question.

"We're not dating, are we?" Feng Xia Zhi asked.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" Bian Dongxiao asked.

"Yes." Feng Xia Zhi nodded.

"You volunteered, I didn't force you. We're dating now, and you dare to mention breaking up, I'm going to beat you. Bian Dongxiao pointed at Feng Xia Zhi with his finger.

"Finger me again, believe it or not I'm biting your finger off?" Feng Xia Zhi's upper and lower teeth touched lightly, making a crisp sound.

"Come on, come on, bite me!" Bian Dongxiao sent his finger to Feng Xia Zhi's mouth as if he were deadly.

Looking at the man in his thirties who was smiling like a child in front of him, Feng Xia Zhi gave him a roll of his eyes.

"To bite or not to bite?" Bian Dongxiao asked.

"I won't bite you. I'm going home, I'm so tired. Feng Xia Zhi's brain began to be chaotic.

"Now that we're officially dating, let's go back to our house." Bian Dongxiao started the car.

"I want to go back to my own home." After speaking, Feng Xia Zhi fell asleep against the car door.

Bian Dongxiao helped Feng Xia Zhi adjust the seat, took off his suit jacket and covered her body, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I wronged you." ”

Watching Bian Dongxiao's car go away, Mu Ziwen started the car and went home.