Before the words fell, Leng Sicheng suddenly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly deepened. Then he jerked to his feet, grabbed the blazer that was on his side, and walked out as he put it on. Mo Dongyang looked strange: "Sicheng, where are you going?" ”

Leng Sicheng didn't reply, but just dropped a few words lightly: "Go back to the company!" ”

When Leng Si Cheng walked outside the STAR gate, it was still raining. Secretary Cheng parked the car at the door, and as soon as he saw him come out, he immediately got out of the car and helped him open the door. Leng Sicheng didn't say anything, and bent down into the car.

Secretary Cheng also followed the car, the time to come out of Lengsi City today is a little early, in the past, at this point, I would usually rest directly in the STAR suite for one night. After getting into the car, Leng Sicheng was unusually quiet, Secretary Cheng secretly glanced in the rearview mirror, Leng Sicheng's handsome face did not have the slightest expression, closed his eyes, leaned his head back on the seat and closed his eyes. It's just that the eyebrows are wrinkled deeper, and the curvature of the corners of the lips is getting bigger and bigger.

Secretary Cheng has been by Leng Sicheng's side for many years, and he can already judge his mood from his expression. When he first came out of the banquet hall, he was still very anxious, but after crossing the first intersection, his attitude immediately became very cold. I thought I could relax when I came to STAR, but I didn't expect it to come out so quickly, and the expression was even more ugly......

Although he was a little worried about being swept away by his anger to the end of the typhoon, Secretary Cheng still had to ask: "Mr. Leng, where are we going next?" ”

Leng Sicheng did not answer.

There was silence in the car.

After a long time, Leng Sicheng's cold voice came from the back seat: "Whatever." ”

Where does "whatever" go? Secretary Cheng still wanted to ask, and secretly glanced at the rearview mirror, Leng Sicheng still had his eyes closed, and he was not even interested in explaining. But the condensed temperament that permeated his body seemed to warn him - if he bothered again, he would die!

Secretary Cheng had no choice but to start the car and drive onto the road.

In Yancheng late at night, it is rare that the road is smooth. When I drove to the edge of the North Second Ring Road, the road suddenly became congested. Secretary Cheng looked ahead, and it seemed that there had been a car accident at the location of the overpass not far away, and the vehicle could only move slowly.

The sudden slowdown also made Leng Sicheng, who had been silent, open his eyes, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the feeling of stopping and leaving. Rolling down the window to take a look outside, his eyes fell on a relatively large and quiet building not far from the side of the road, hidden behind a row of tall trees, Leng Sicheng's eyes flashed.

- That's his and Gu Qingqing's alma mater.

Secretary Cheng saw that his gaze wandered, his expression seemed to be much soothed, and he hurriedly said a few words to ease the atmosphere: "Mr. Leng, just now, that Miss Chen Wenjie has been calling you. ”

Leng Sicheng kept looking out the window, his expression was faint, and he was not even interested in answering. This kind of woman does not have a private number in Lengsi City, and at most she can only contact Secretary Cheng.

Secretary Cheng was helpless, and was about to say something, when the phone came in again. However, this time it was the private number of Lengsi City that called.

"Mr. Leng, your call."

Leng Sicheng retracted his gaze at this time, picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was the landline number of the Xishan villa where Gu Qingqing lived. He held the mobile phone, looked at it coldly for a long time, and waited until the phone was about to hang up automatically, and then slowly connected: "What's the matter?" ”