Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Lear quickly put on the earphones, focused on monitoring Susan's movements, and turned on the recording function.

The first thing I heard was the sound of gurgling water and even light music. It could be judged that Susan went into the bathroom with her mobile phone.

Those messy voices are nothing more than to cover up what she really wants to say? ?

Fortunately, Lan Jingyu's equipment is high-end and advanced enough. Not to mention such a trick, even distinguishing a specific sound from dozens of different sound environments is easy.

Turning on the additional function of the monitor, Lear even raised his legs leisurely, shaking his toes up and down with ease.

After the complicated background sounds passed, I heard Susan start calling.

"I've tried my best to slow them down and keep them from entering the jungle. But I can't do the same thing again, or they will get suspicious. You have to find a way to deal with this quickly! And... He is my son after all, can you... save his life..."

There was a man's voice on the other end of the phone, and he sneered immediately after hearing what Susan said.

"Your son? Hehe, I remember a woman said all day long that only the one born for me is considered a son. Where did you come from to have another son now?"

Susan was slightly taken aback, as if she had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, but she had no choice but to flatter her: "He is always a piece of meat that fell from me, even if I have no feelings for him, I don't want him to die in your hands." .For the sake of my obedience in the past, you just promise me once..."

Such an old mistress, actually flirting and acting coquettishly to her mobile phone, with such a cold tone!
The black coffee in Lear's mouth just spewed out, please!A little old, okay?Do you really think of yourself as a Huaichun girl? ?
"Hmph! Let's talk about it when the time comes. I'll save his life first. If he can't do it, then don't blame me for being rude!" The man's voice was still cold.

"You'd better find a way to get them to go back to Europe, and stop trying to get back that damn predictive ability. If you want to blame, you can only blame your son for not being able to behave. If he is like his old man, he will be indifferent to the world waste, then I don't have to worry so much about it."

Lear's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

The co-author is because he thinks Sang Haoyang is in the way, so he wants to deal with him?So, in fact, Susan's lover wanted to swallow up the Keynes family's property, so there was a series of conspiracies, right? ?
Susan's voice was still delicate: "Okay, okay, I will try to dispel his thoughts and make him obediently be that dandy young master again. Don't be angry! It's a big deal, when I go back, I will serve you well... "

"Oh? How do you serve me?"

Seeing that the tone of the two became more and more frivolous and ambiguous, and the content changed to a topic between men and women, Lear quickly took off the earphones.

As if he was afraid that his ears would be polluted, he threw the earphones viciously on the table.

nausea!It's disgusting!
Originally, he planned to have supper with Sherlock at night, but now he was so disgusted that his stomach was churning, and he almost vomited out all the food he ate at noon.

Dog men and women! !

In the restaurant, Sangka has prepared a lot of snacks and beer, and there is music with a Southeast Asian style on the stereo, and he is peeling peanuts and eating them contentedly.

The second one to come out was Lear. He was still holding the monitor in his hand, and he glanced at it from time to time to pay attention to Susan's every move in the room.

As soon as Lear opened the pull ring of the beer can, Sherlock stepped on his flip-flops and made a "clicking" noise all the way, for fear that others would not know that it was him who came.

"One more." Sherlock looked around, pulled a high stool, and said lightly.

Sanka was carving a wood carving with a knife, concentrating like a master of art, he didn't even lift his head: "There is a difference between people with families and us, you have to settle down with your wife first."

This is really level.

But it really made him guess right, Young Master Feng is indeed busy "pacifying" his wife at the moment, in order not to let this restless little woman follow, he expended a lot of energy and energy to serve her.

After finally serving Xiao Ziqing comfortably, she had to take a bath again, and wash and dry her sweaty hair by the way.

"I'll just blow it myself, you go out, maybe they've been waiting for a long time." Xiao Ziqing lay on the man's lap, squinting her eyes.

This is the case every time, after "strenuous exercise", she is always easily tired and sleepy.

Sometimes Feng Yiran was still helping her take a bath, but she comfortably soaked in the hot water and went to meet Zhou Ding, not caring at all whether the lust on her husband had been extinguished...

Feng Yiran's slender fingers ran through the smooth hair, completely indifferent: "Don't worry, they will find something to do on their own, blow dry your hair before I go out."

Based on his understanding of this woman, it's likely that she fell asleep right after he stepped out of the room. How could he care about drying her hair? ?

The warm wind blows very comfortably, and even the low humming noise of the hair dryer becomes a lullaby.

When her hair was almost dry, Xiao Ziqing also fell asleep. Those dense eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelids, which were very cutely curved.

Gently lifting her head up and placing it on the pillow, Feng Yiran adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner again and turned it up a bit.

The bedside lamp was dimmed. Looking at Xiao Ziqing's peaceful sleeping face, Young Master Feng felt extremely soft in his heart.

He leaned over and pecked Xiao Ziqing's lips lightly, and playfully stuck out his tongue to lick her lips around.

Xiao Ziqing was disturbed in her sleep, subconsciously raised her hand and waved it in the air, as if chasing away an annoying mosquito, her beautiful eyebrows were still furrowed.

The corners of Feng Yiran's lips curled up because of her cute reaction. This woman made him wish he could hold the whole world in front of her, just to make her smile.

Tiptoing out of the room, Young Master Feng walked towards the restaurant with long legs, clutching his trouser pocket with one hand.

The table was already in a mess, piled up with peanut shells and melon seed shells, and there were several beer cans that were rickety. It seemed that several people had already entered the situation.

"What did you find?" Feng Yiran walked over and sat next to Lier, pushed away the beer Sanka handed over, and opened a bottle of mineral water.

This move made several other people's eyes widen: "It's not a big deal for you to drink beer??"

Young Master Feng raised his neck and took a sip of water: "Qing Bao'er doesn't like the smell of alcohol on me."

Although Xiao Ziqing didn't say it, she only needs to frown a little to attract Feng Yiran's attention, so after being with Xiao Ziqing, Young Master Feng hardly smoked or drank.

After smoking for so many years, I quit completely when I said I quit, and I only took a few symbolic sips of alcohol when socializing--
It is also limited to champagne or wine, and nothing else.

Everyone seemed not surprised by Young Master Feng's answer, anyway, he only had one label all over him: wife slave.

He doesn't mind words like "strict wife control" when they are used on Feng Yiran, on the contrary, he thinks it is a symbol of happiness.

"Cough!" Lear clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, and coughed lightly: "Look for yourself! Probably Sang Haoyang's mother hooked up with a lover, and even plotted against her husband's family to swallow Cairns Family property, as simple as that."

What "a tiger's poison does not eat its son" was an insignificant sentence in front of Susan. She didn't care about her son's life or death, let alone her family's ruin.

Several people here have listened to the recording of Susan's phone call just now, and they can all guess the current situation.

"I'm curious about the identity of that lover, but I don't know if I can find out based on the clues just now. Young Master Feng, I'll leave the follow-up work to you." Sherlock played with the ring on his index finger absently. explain.

Feng Yiran nodded: "No problem."

What kind of man can make Susan, who is nearly fifty years old, so obsessed that she is willing to give up everything for him, even at the expense of her husband and son.

Can the so-called "love" really make people so blind?
What Sangka was thinking about was another question: "When should we tell Sang Haoyang?"

"Let's talk when there is real evidence!" Feng Yiran put down the mineral water bottle and stood up: "It's nothing serious, I'll go back to the room first, so that Qing Bao'er won't be able to find someone when she turns over, and she won't sleep well."

"Please!!"

"Help!!"

"enough!!"

Three different voices, but the same mourning and depression, showing happiness all day long to stimulate these bachelors, is it interesting? ?
Young Master Feng curled up his thin lips triumphantly: "Envy? Jealousy? Hate? That can't be helped. I hugged my wife and went to sleep. You guys sit down slowly!"

Look at that arrogant virtue, it makes people really want to pick up a can of beer and throw it at it, it's annoying!

The restaurant became quiet again, and Sanka sighed faintly: "Oh, no matter how happy these wealthy marriages look, they are still deceiving."

It's one thing to be seen by outsiders. Maybe only the person involved knows what it's like to get along with each other in real life? ?
Susan's betrayal of her marriage was more or less related to the way the couple got along. She was a woman who was restless and ambitious, but she married a husband with a calm personality.

If her husband was interested in the family business, then she would have been the first lady of the Keynes family a long time ago. Why would she need to be stared at by her relatives every now and then?
Even being ridiculed by others, not only did her husband not stand up for him, but he even advised her to value peace.

How could Susan be able to swallow such a useless air? ?Cheating seems to be an inevitable trend. What she can get from her lover is something that her husband never had.

The sad thing is that Sang Haoyang always thought that the relationship between his parents was not bad. After all, they have spent nearly 30 years together, and they still treat each other with respect and love.