Chapter 15 Three Views

Su Tiantian paused for a long time before she said in a hoarse voice: "Is the message you sent me a few days ago true?" ”

She told Su Tiantian everything about herself, including marrying Xiao Huaijin and falling out with Ji Ran and Li Zihan, but Xia Tingyuan hadn't had time to tell her yet.

Shaman was silent for a while, and then said softly, "Yes." ”

"When the old lady returns home, cut that bastard!" Su Tian was not light, her voice was raised several tones, and then she turned down abruptly, as if she was a little hesitant and vaguely gossip: "Then you, where do you live now?" ”

Xia Man was a little embarrassed and silent, and Su Tiantian was shocked: "No, you still live with your ex-husband?" Xiaoman, there is a bit of a problem with your three views. ”

"No," Shaman laughed awkwardly, "we... Remarried. ”

She didn't want to tell Su Tiantian about the trouble she and Ting Yuan were involved in, but Su Tiantian's temperament, if there was no reasonable explanation, she would definitely make several calls a day.

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and at the moment when Su Tiantian's scream rang out, Xia Man hung up the phone very decisively.

The third aunt came over with a soothing tea, "Madam, the temperature of this tea is just right, you can serve it to Mr." ”

"Oh," Xia Man took it, calmed down, and walked towards Xiao Huaijin's study.

The third aunt said that Xiao Huaijin was usually dealing with official business at this time.

Xia Man was a little cramped and uneasy, but when he thought that this person was almost his own food and clothing, he felt that there was nothing to be pretentious, and he stretched out his hand and knocked on the five doors, and a low office voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

Xiao Huaijin didn't know when she changed into a casual home clothes, leaned on the back of the chair a little casually, held a cigarette between her fingers, and tapped on the computer with her other hand, glanced at her, and turned back to the computer screen.

There was a sudden silence in the air, and Chi Guoguo wrote two big characters, embarrassed.

Xia Man felt that the soles of her feet had taken root, and she didn't know whether to take a step forward, and when she was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, Xiao Huaijin's movement stopped, and turned her head to look at her: "Something?" ”

Cheering himself up in his heart, Xia Man took the soothing tea in his hand, hesitated for a while, and then whispered, "Thank you." ”

Xiao Huaijin nodded: "Please take out the clothes you took off from my house and send them for dry cleaning." ”

Xia Man's reaction arc was a little slow, and he thought he had heard it wrong: "Huh? ”

Xiao Huaijin paused and looked at her strangely: "Is there a problem with what I said?" ”

looks like a very shrewd girl, how stupid she is to get along. With such a temperament, she still wants to go to the police academy to contact the case, should she be said to be innocent, or is she too young to know the height of the sky?

Sure that he heard correctly, Xia Man felt liberated, and hurriedly ran out in a hurry, inadvertently seeing the third aunt passing downstairs, and the third aunt also made a cheering gesture towards her.

Summer:......

made her wonder if Xiao Huaijin was acting again? Otherwise, why is it so easy to talk all of a sudden! This is his own home, what else does he need to do?

Shaman shook his head and didn't care.

Xiao Huaijin's room is on the leftmost room on the third floor, and Xia Man thought it would be like a fingerprint lock or something in a TV series, but it was no different from an ordinary room.

"What a strange person...", she muttered, opened the door, and the voice-activated light in the room lit up at once.

The room is very tidy, there are few furnishings, most of them are very elegant, and there are no clothes to see on the bed in the room, is it in the bathroom?

Xia Man touched the door of the bathroom, opened it and saw that the bathroom was also neat, and there was no change of clothes, Xia Man frowned, and felt very strange: "Is it a mistake in memory?" ”