wanton in his heart

Chapter 72 Waiting for an Opportunity
"I remember that person was a high school classmate with him, right?"

"Who? You mean his ex-girlfriend? Yes."

"No wonder, I just said why he insisted on going to Yigao in Hucheng." Ai Xiaoqi smiled with narrowed eyes, and said softly, "Help me find out about her situation in the past three years, whether she has made a new boyfriend before?" Like, or whether you are married, I will invite you to dinner after I find out."

"Ah, this... OK!"

"Oh, that's right." Ai Xiaoqi called him to stop.

"what happened again?"

Ai Xiaoqi: "And her job, family background, etc., the more detailed the investigation, the better, thank you."

Lu Yihong sighed, and said helplessly, "Understood, fine."

Chuanglian 36th Floor, President's Office.

The phone rang, and Nie Zeyuan answered, "Hello?"

Lu Yihong told him everything Ai Xiaoqi did just now.

It has been like this for the past three years. He acts as a spy in the middle, but in fact the real employer is Nie Zeyuan.

"Yes, I see." Nie Zeyuan listened carefully, "Just do as she tells you."

Lu Yihong asked silently: "When the results are found out, do I want to inform you?"

Nie Zeyuan wanted to say yes, but after thinking about it, he felt that if Jiang Mengzhu found out that he had investigated her affairs over the past three years, it would seem that he would not respect her.So he said: "No need, this is her privacy, but if Ai Xiaoqi wants to do something at that time, remember to tell me before she makes a move."

The man's tone is loose, casual and cautious.

Lu Yihong: "Okay."

In addition, Nie Zeyuan has ordered photography, and will take a few more photos of Jiang Mengzhu when he is at the venue.

To make up for the three years of missing time.

He wants to keep it as a souvenir.

As for Ai Xiaoqi, he would let her know the consequences of deceiving herself and hurting Jiang Mengzhu.

After hanging up the phone, Nie was condescending from afar, looking at the sky in the distance where the sun was falling.

It was getting late.

Jiang Mengzhu.

Every day I spent waiting for your opportunity finally started to make sense.

There was a smile in his dark eyes.
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"Brother Changshu, this is a birthday present for you."

After Shen Changshu returned home, there was no one at home. He looked around and finally found a post-it note on the box on the coffee table with this sentence written on it.

Shen Changshu smiled faintly and dialed her phone.

Six seconds later, the call was connected, and he asked, "Where are you? I just knocked on your door and didn't come home. I'll pick you up?"

He opened the box, and inside was a golden black-faced mechanical watch. Shen Changshu gently pinched the dial and put it on his wrist.

Jiang Mengzhu's voice was very low at the moment: "Hey, brother Changshu, I'm at the villa."

On the other side of the villa, thinking of who lived there, Shen Changshu murmured that it was really inconvenient.

Li Mingzhu has been displeased with him.

Over there was Jiang Mengzhu's hurried and depressed voice: "I'll tell you when I get back later, hang up now."

Shen Changshu: "Okay."

After Jiang Mengzhu hung up the phone, he lowered his anger and walked back. After the phone call, the brows were still as cold as ice.

Li Mingzhu asked: "Still angry?"

Jiang Mengzhu straightened her lips, and retorted: "How can I calm down."

"Oh." She pointed to the thick stack of photos and materials on the table, and said, "According to your theory, you have found so many marriage partners for me who are all tall, short, fat, and thin, and I should not only Calm down, you should be happy, right?"

Li Mingzhu chuckled, "It's not necessary."

Jiang Mengzhu gritted her teeth, furious, "Why do you insist on meddling with my marriage?"

"How can this be called mixing? You said before that you divorced Shen Changshu after one year of marriage. Now that it's been so long, it's impossible for you not to divorce, right?" Li Mingzhu frowned.

"But we haven't." Jiang Mengzhu closed her eyes and never told Li Mingzhu that she and Shen Changshu had divorced a long time ago.

Li Mingzhu said: "Then hurry up and take advantage of the present, anyway, sooner or later."

"I don't, unless Shen Changshu says divorce, I won't take the initiative to file for divorce."

"Pfft." Choking on a sip of water, Li Mingzhu held her breath very hard.

"You..." A few seconds later, Li Mingzhu still chose to let out a long sigh, and said earnestly, "I did this for your own good. Back then, when your father was seriously ill, you said you wanted to get married, and I agreed. Maybe you are still dragging this marriage and not letting go? Jiang Mengzhu, Mengzhu, you are not only a child of your father Jiang's family, but also my child. Now that something happened in the company, don't you plan to help your mother? "

Looking at her, Jiang Mengzhu just felt cold in her heart.

"Mom, you forgot, you are not the only daughter like me."

"You still have Li Mengxi, she is your daughter."

Picking up the bag, Jiang Mengzhu walked out step by step on high heels.
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Something happened to the Li Group recently.

Strictly speaking, it's not recent, but since she was in her third year of high school, there have been some problems. The funds are not getting better day by day, and the situation is getting worse. That's why Li Mingzhu wants her to divorce as soon as possible and get married to solve the company's situation.

Heck, Li Mingzhu never mentioned that Li Mengxi should get married first.

Jiang Mengzhu kept wandering outside and drove back to the community until 11:30.
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the next day.

Jiang Mengzhu woke up at eleven o'clock in the morning.

"God!" She jumped up from the bed, never expecting that she could sleep for so long.

"Brother Changshu..." She opened the door, and suddenly bumped into Shen Changshu who was heading towards her. She asked, "Morning, are there any activities today?"

Seeing her messy chicken nest head, two sleepy eyes, and her puffy cheeks looking good, Shen Changshu smiled.

Shen Changshu: "No activities, no work, no going out."

"That's good." She patted her chest, "I came back too late last night, did you see the gift?"

It seems that she slept well, so that's good. Jiang Mengzhu always complained that she couldn't wake up when she went to work a few days ago. It seems that she finally woke up this Saturday.Shen Changshu carried a tray of breakfast out of the kitchen and put it on the table in the dining room.

"Saw."

"But don't panic, it doesn't matter if you sleep until twelve o'clock, as long as you come to the banquet on time before 09:30 tonight." He raised his eyes slightly and looked at her.

Picking up the bread money with her fingertips, Jiang Mengzhu asked, "What banquet?"

Didn't you say there was no activity?

Jiang Mengzhu wants to cry but has no tears.

Shen Changshu's gentle voice was teasing lightly: "You forgot, Hucheng Yigao."

When the point was over, he reminded: "The [-]th anniversary of the school."

"Oh! Yes, it turns out that today is already the 22nd." Jiang Mengzhu was busy with work, so she didn't count the date.

"Well, wash up early and eat breakfast slowly. After breakfast, there is still time." Shen Changshu always took his time.

"Okay, Mr. Shen, thank you for your daily breakfast. It's still very-very delicious as always."

"Teacher Jiang is absurd."

(End of this chapter)