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He is strict with his subordinates, and he has always set an example himself. The work that should be completed will never be postponed until the next day. However, he can stay up late at night.
Now, he just wants to concentrate on waiting for her.
After waiting for almost an hour, he saw the little woman who had just become his wife walking out of the company door.
She was surrounded by several colleagues, and the group of people walked toward the bus stop not far away, talking and laughing.[
Fortunately for them, the car they were going to take didn't take long to arrive.
After that, he watched the little woman who had just become his wife line up with everyone to get on the bus, swipe her card, and find her position on the armrest, as if he had not expected what he was going to say about picking her up at noon.
He didn't call her out loud, nor did he call her.
When the bus drove away, he started the car and followed it.
It was the rush hour after get off work, and there were many cars on the road. The bus drove slowly. It seemed like a long time before it stopped one stop near her rented house.
After that, he watched her get out of the car, waved goodbye to her colleagues who were still in the car, walked back to her house, and went upstairs.
After that, he kept waiting downstairs.
I waited for almost three hours from the time the sun set in the west to the time the moon reached its zenith, but in the end there was no call from her, only a text message from her.
It can be seen that the words were chosen very carefully, as if they were afraid of arousing his anger, and they also concealed part of the truth.
When replying, he typed a lot of words at first, but in the end he deleted all the words that filled the screen one by one, and only the word "good" remained after he sent it.
That night, when Xu Yiran returned to Yan Shaoheng's villa, of course she was the only one at home.
When watching TV, I always feel that this kind of house is very nice, with lawns, gardens, and even a small fountain.
If Yan Shaoheng agreed, she would also like to buy a two-seater swing and put it in the yard to satisfy her childhood wish.
The size of the house doesn't matter, but she likes houses with large courtyards.
She liked the villa very much when she saw it during the day, but at night, when she was the only one in the whole villa, it became a bit scary.
There seems to be something hidden in every corner of the yard, and the shadows of the trees reflected on the windows look like ghosts.
Especially when she went back to the room on the second floor to change clothes, she was even more nervous. While taking off her clothes, she would stop from time to time, stretch her ears, and pay attention to whether there were any strange sounds in the room.
In such a big house, if someone broke in on the first floor, she might not be able to notice it since she was on the second floor.
The more nervous you are, the easier it is to think wildly. Xu Yiran scared himself half to death. After changing his clothes, he grabbed his phone and sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.[
Staring in the direction of the door, I was worried that someone would climb in through the window. Even if I stared at all the places on the first floor, I was worried that someone would sneak in from the second floor.
It just so happens that this is a single-family villa, and for the privacy of the residents, there is a certain distance between each two houses.
If someone really breaks in, no matter how loud she calls for help, no one will hear her.
Just as I was on tenterhooks, a slight sound suddenly came from the other side of the door.
Who is it? She didn't seem to hear the sound of the car engine. Shouldn't Yan Shaoheng drive back? Then who is this person?
When her nerves were extremely tense, the door lock turned, the door opened, and Yan Shaoheng appeared in front of her.