After Wen Xihe heard this, he raised his head to look at He Mingjue's face. Their eyes met, and the familiar pain followed. It was like a needle point, one after another, silent, but it had an implicated effect.
Her body pressed close to him, and she stretched out her arms to tightly hug He Mingjue's waist. Her voice was still muffled, but it had an obvious hint of coquettishness.
"He Mingjue, please carry me back, okay?"
The child-like coquettishness made the man couldn't help but chuckle.
The next second, the man bent down and picked up Wen Xihe by the waist.
Wen Xihe wrapped her hands around the man's neck and laughed "giggle" from her mouth. The light from the distance silently fell on the faces of the two men, softening their angular faces at the same time.
It was originally a warm moment of flirting between lovers, but not far away, the housekeeper held the phone in his hand and hurriedly followed him.
"Master, it's Assistant Yu's phone number!"
He Mingjue frowned slightly, but his hands holding Wen Xihe showed no signs of relaxing. His steps were steady, but his voice was slightly unhappy.
"Tell him if there is anything, let him talk about it tomorrow!"
The housekeeper looked at the two people hugging each other intimately, then looked down at the phone in his hand, gritted his teeth for the last time, and slightly raised his volume at the back of He Mingjue who was walking away.
"Master, Assistant Yu said that if you don't answer his call, you will regret it!"
The housekeeper is old and has a lot of experience in his life. Who doesn't know that if you disturb the two people in front of you at this time, you will either get a bad reception or be looked down upon.
But the matter is urgent, Nunu mouthed, and the housekeeper continued, "It's something you asked for investigation, so there are some clues!"
He Mingjue hugged Wen Xihe as he walked forward and stopped steadily. If the previous sentence was a threatening drama from Yu Xingfeng's usual drama, then the latter sentence hit He Mingjue's heart.
.
Just by looking at his expression, you can tell how much a man cares about this matter.
Wen Xihe naturally noticed He Ming's frowning expression. She released her hand from the man's neck and twisted her body gently in his arms. "Okay, now I can walk by myself." She looked at He Mingjue.
With a somewhat unhappy look on his face, Wen Xihe subconsciously felt that something was wrong with the company.
After rubbing the man's face, Wen Xihe relaxed and jumped off the man's body when He Mingjue relaxed his strength.
"Since you have something to do, go ahead." Wen Xihe gave the man a reassuring smile, "I'm back safe and sound, you can rest assured!"
\\After saying that, Wen Xihe turned around and left. Before she had taken a few steps, there was a force behind her, and her hand was already held by He Mingjue.
Something is wrong.
The man looked at her, as if he was hesitant to speak. Before he could speak, the housekeeper not far away shouted again without fear of death, "Master..."
He Mingjue pursed his lips, took Wen Xihe's hand, slowly loosened his grip, and finally said.
"Don't sleep, wait for me in the room!"
These days, there is an extra Ye Yuwei between them. They don't have much time to get together, and they don't have much time to share more things together. She often says, it doesn't matter, she doesn't mind.
But He Mingjue understood better than anyone else that in the end she was just a woman, and if she said she didn't mind, it would be a lie.
Even if he couldn't tell her everything, there were some things he had to tell her.
In the quiet night, the villa was brightly lit, and the lights slowly went out. Because Wen Xihe stayed out all night, the Wen family, which had been noisy all night, finally fell asleep after Wen Xihe appeared.
In the study room on the second floor, the light is still on.
With a "pop" sound, He Mingjue reached out and threw the document passed by Yu Xingfeng on the desk. Perhaps because of his emotions, the document clearly showed signs of being pinched hard. It was faintly and silently revealed.
With a man's huge anger.
"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
He Mingjue's face was extremely ugly. People said that since Wen Xihe came back to the Wen family, He Mingjue's cold and calm personality had changed a lot. But at this moment, He Mingjue's eyes lightly swept across the table again.
As he was loading the documents, the violent look between the man's brows became more and more obvious.
If Yu Xingfeng were by this man's side at this moment, he would definitely look at He Mingjue, hug himself, and say with fear on his face.
"It's so cold. He Mingjue, you are being cruel again!"
The expression on He Mingjue's face at that moment was one of wanting to completely destroy someone's expression.
On the phone, Yufeng whistled loudly and angrily.
That tone, if you listen carefully, is clearly like watching a play.
"Of course, in order to verify the truth, I have conducted repeated investigations countless times. All the results, as seen, are the ones placed in front of you." Yu Xingfeng said, and suddenly smiled mischievously,
"If it hadn't been a long time since I saw you operating on people and torturing them to death. You said I could send you the documents in the middle of the night!"
\\On the phone, Yu Xingfeng was still chattering away, but He Mingjue was no longer in the mood to listen to his continued teasing.
The man lit a cigarette, and in the slowly rising smoke, He Mingjue's face looked particularly blurry. After the heavy rain, a fresh smell filled the air silently, making people feel particularly relaxed.
The rain stopped.
But another heavy rain may be about to begin.
And He Mingjue himself knew that his unusually calm silence at this moment was a sign before the storm came.
After exhaling a puff of smoke, He Mingjue brought the phone in his hand closer.
"Xingfeng, do you think I am a fool?" He Mingjue's voice was light and gentle, a bit ridiculing and a bit self-deprecating.
But no one knows how the ridicule and ridicule were silently covered up, the chill.
There was silence on the other side for a long time before Yu Xingfeng sighed slightly, "Ah Jue, it's my fault. Your feelings for Wen Xihe are too obvious. Such feelings are too exposed and too passionate. Naturally, you also gave it to that person.
A chance for clowns to cause mischief.”
He Mingjue smiled softly when he heard this, and after a while he spoke softly again, "Yes, it seems now that I am the one who is being played with, the clown!"
Yu Xingfeng, who was opposite, seemed to hear the murderous intent in He Mingjue's words. He had been friends and colleagues for so many years, and he still knew He Mingjue. He sighed, "What are you going to do?"
He Mingjue took a deep breath of smoke. When the blue-gray smoke was exhaled, he reached out and put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray. He looked up at the deep night outside the window, with a smile on his lips.