Chapter 353 The President Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium (12)

It was this kind of work that He Huai was often in contact with.

He chose the residence, not to mention the price issue.

Confidentiality must be high.

"That's it..." Li Ming replied slowly, as if relieved, stretched out a foot.

He Huai was about to turn around and leave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her pulling her feet back again.

He Huai: "..."

"There is a problem." Li Ming's feet were idling outside the door, "Are you planning to let me live here?"

She thought she was here to talk about compensation.

As a result, the fingerprints were all lost.

Look at this posture.

If she goes in, it may be difficult to leave.

He Huai's eyes were dim, and he lowered his eyes to look at her.

"Don't want to?" he asked.

Liming asked back, "Why?"

"Didn't you say that Chen Qianqian was bothering you?"

He Huai seemed a little irritable. He took off his trench coat, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed a section of his wrist.

"With me here, she dare not do anything."

Liming remembered the rumors that the relationship between the two was delicate.

However, since he is not the protagonist, the content of this part is not introduced in detail.

Even the system does not know.

"What's your relationship?" Dawn asked.

He Huai paused when he rolled up his sleeves, and glanced at her.

He frowned slightly, "Is this jealous?"

Dawn watched him silently.

Just when He Huai acquiesced, her eyes were slightly pitiful, and she asked:
"As long as you eat some peanuts, you won't be so drunk."

"What do you mean?"

"I advise you to be sober." Li Ming said, "We are both divorced, ex-husband."

He Huai didn't continue to say anything to her.

His expression was still indifferent, without the slightest sign of irritation.

only……

Those last two words.

Falling in the ears, I don't know why there is some repulsion.

The irritability came up again, and even rolling up the sleeves did not have any effect.

He Huai's clothes were more casual, but not sloppy, with all the buttons on top.

After untying two of his slender fingers, he opened his mouth lightly.

"Do you have the money to repair the villa? You have been smashed by gangsters a lot, right?"

Li Ming's script was still swaying, and it silently reached in.

Most likely because the buttons were unbuttoned, He Huai's mood eased a little, and he continued:
"I have guests to meet later, come in quickly."

Dawn crept in slowly.

"Close the door."

"Oh."

Seeing her obediently entering the door, He Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

He Huai turned around.

He didn't realize it himself, a faint smile spread in his eyes, and the heart lake was rippling in circles.

There is an inexplicable joy.

This kind of complicated mood is difficult to describe, so I have to forcefully describe it.

Maybe it's...

There is a girl in my family who has just grown up, but she is extremely rebellious.

Now, the prodigal son finally turned around, knowing that home is the best destination.

……

Dawn came through the door.

European style design.

It seems low-key, but in fact it reveals luxurious details everywhere.

The floor tiles under the feet alone cost a lot of money, not to mention other furniture.

She followed behind He Huai.

He Huai led the way and walked towards the kitchen.

"You stay here for a few days, I will deal with the matter over there as soon as possible, and..."

He paused and stopped.

He Huai looked back into Liming's eyes, and said in a low and serious voice:

"I will keep you safe, don't be afraid."

His tone was unmistakable.

Li Ming nodded, still believing in his words.

Apart from other things, He Huai's character is still very guaranteed.

(End of this chapter)

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