His own little sweetheart

Chapter 1265, too coincidental 4
"Little sweetheart, let me tell you, this wedding dress designer..." Chi Mingmei took Tianxin's arm and chirped with her.

Tianxin and Chi Mingmei walked in front, Chi Yuanye's eyes were fixed on the red sports car that had already driven away, and his handsome face was thoughtful.

Taking out his mobile phone, Chi Yuanye dialed a number with someone, his voice was low and low, "Check the license plate number for me, the number is..."
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Although it was already noon, in a high-end apartment, Young Master Jiang was still sleeping soundly with his hands on the quilt.

Ding dong, ding dong ding dong—

A sudden sound of the doorbell made Jiang Chenxi frowned impatiently, who is it, it's so noisy.

No matter, continue to sleep.

Who would have thought that that person seemed to be in a fight with Jiang Chenxi on purpose, and he rang the doorbell unrelentingly.

Damn, that's crazy.

Jiang Chenxi pulled up the quilt all at once, walked barefoot, rubbed his hair while walking into the living room, and opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt a chill...

It made Jiang Chenxi wake up instantly, and even shuddered.

"Ling Yishuo?" Jiang Chenxi looked at the man standing in front of his house in surprise.

Ling Yishuo was the same as before, maintaining a handsome face with a paralyzed face, looking at Jiang Chenxi expressionlessly.

"How did you find this place?"

"Finding your home address is just a phone call away for me." Ling Yishuo's expression was indifferent, without any emotion.

"Damn, don't tell me that you have someone investigate me." Jiang Chenxi rolled his eyes.

Ling Yishuo glanced at Jiang Chenxi's foot that had directly stepped on the ground, and then calmly took the realization back, and said with a still expressionless face, "Are you going to let me talk to you like this all the time?"

"Oh..." Jiang Chenxi responded, moving half of his body away, "Then you come in."

Ling Yishuo was not polite, he just walked in.

This apartment is Jiang Chenxi's temporary home in London, it's just a simple duplex apartment.

The interior decoration is very simple, the only eye-catching place is a piano next to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

It seems inconspicuous, but that piano is actually more expensive than this apartment.

Ling Yishuo strode in, untied his tie with one hand, and sat on the sofa as a master.

It’s weird.

Jiang Chenxi muttered, obviously this is his own house, but as soon as Ling Yisuo came in, he suddenly felt...

He is the real master.

"Why did you come here suddenly? Do you want something to drink?" Jiang Chenxi said very politely.

"No need." Ling Yishuo said, and glanced at Jiang Chenxi again, "Go back to the room and put on the slippers first."

It doesn't matter if you don't talk about it, Jiang Chenxi really felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body when he said it.

He went back to the house, stepped on his slippers, and walked out. "I said, what are you trying to do when you come to our house?"

Ling Yishuo folded his hands on his chest, raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Chenxi, "I ask you, did you leak my mobile phone number to Chi Qingcheng?"

"Ah? Mobile phone number? What mobile phone number?" Jiang Chenxi put on an expression that I don't even know.

With a sneer, Ling Yishuo stood up suddenly, put one hand in his pocket, and walked steadily towards Jiang Chenxi step by step.

Jiang Chenxi subconsciously took a step back.

(End of this chapter)