Chapter 711: My Wife
Lu Beixiao opened the phone, his voice was still indifferent, and he pursed his lips: "Okay." ”
Chen Qianrou didn't want the topic to end hastily, she whispered again, as if an accident: "By the way, when I delivered the fruit just now, I saw that your bed sheets were very messy, so I cleaned up for you and folded them, chief, you won't mind, right?" ”
Lu Beixiao listened to her voice, and his eyes fell on the missed calls on the phone, there were thirty.
His heart skipped a beat, and his long eyebrows, which had always been elegant, twisted up, as if he had been restless tonight had been explained now, and lowered his eyes, deep and cold: "What did you just say?" ”
As the words fell, the aura on his body became more and more powerful, making people feel inexplicably afraid.
Chen Qianrou calmed down again, and at this moment she also felt the devastating darkness in his heart, she tried her best to make herself look less afraid, and replied to him: "The sheets are messy, I cleaned it up." ”
Lu Beixiao glanced at her deeply, as if there was a layer of frost on her outline, cold and piercing, and her voice was also ruthless: "In the future, without my permission, you are not allowed to enter my room again, no matter where it is." ”
Chen Qianrou only felt that a heart was like a beautiful glass, falling to the ground and shattering.
She bit her lip, her eyes were red, and there was a layer of mist on them, she forcibly suppressed the sourness between her noses, so as not to let herself cry, and nodded: "Okay, I know, Chief Lu." ”
"Let's go down." Lu Beixiao didn't seem to want to see her.
Chen Qianrou nodded: "Yes." ”
After Chen Qianrou left, Lu Beixiao's handsome face darkened in an instant, the coldness in his eyes gradually became unfathomable, and the hand holding the mobile phone suddenly became forceful.
It's 2:50 a.m.
When Chen Qianrou handed him the phone, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
He first replied to the missed call of the strange phone, and after waiting for a while, it was obvious that the phone had been turned off, he pursed his lips, and his usual lazy eyebrows were shrouded in a layer of coldness and darkness, he turned out a phone again and dialed it directly.
It rang three times, and the call was answered.
"Chief, what do you command?" Su Han's voice seemed to have just woken up, and it was still a little hazy.
Lu Beixiao's cold voice suddenly woke him up from his sleep, word by word: "My wife has an accident." ”
Su Han was so frightened that he hurriedly got up from the bed: "What's wrong with the chief's wife, I saw her after dinner in the evening." ”
"After dinner, in my room?" Lu Beixiao grasped the point.
Su Han nodded: "Yes, I'll look for it right now." ”
Lu Beixiao took advantage of the voice and said word by word: "In addition, find a trustworthy person to keep an eye on." ”
Su Han's voice also became rigorous, without the slightest sleepiness: "Who?" ”
"Chen Qianrou."
Su Han was a little surprised: "She? ”
"Questions?" Lu Beixiao asked rhetorically, his voice revealing a little displeasure.
Su Han was embarrassed, how dare he, and replied again and again: "Of course there is no problem, let's do it, but, chief, do you suspect that she has something to do with the accident with the chief's wife?" ”
Lu Beixiao looked at the closed door of the conference room, his slender fingers knocked on the table one by one, a little intriguing, the light under his eyes was much colder, and he said coldly before he said coldly: "Indirect relationship." ”
Su Han didn't quite understand, and subconsciously asked, "Indirect?" ”
"Not sure." Lu Beixiao retracted his gaze and stood up, his voice low and cold.