His Wife Calls The Shots

She leaned on the window and stared at the water, still unable to restrain the tension in her heart. She knew that this matter was not that simple, and this time she came here might be in some arrangement of the elders.

Fengxian will not get drunk for no reason, and he is still in Jiangfu.

Even if he was drunk, Tang Qianyan should have come to pick up people, not her.

She knew this, but she still couldn't help coming over. The mood at this time is very complicated, with excitement mixed with excitement and anxiety, and a touch of guilt.

It's like... stealing something.

She shook her head violently and told herself there was nothing.

"Yu Manman, calm down, calm down!"

Click.

A strange sound came, as if someone was trying to lock the door with great force. She looked back at the door, and found that the door had a set of cracks left and it was not closed tightly.

She was tight in an instant, her ears pricked up: "Who? Who is peeking at me?"

The answer to her was silence.

"Impossible, I heard it clearly."

She muttered to herself that the more nervous she became, the more nervous she became, especially at this critical time.

After a while, she took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and planned to see what was going on.

Knowing that the sound was coming from next door, she walked directly to the door next door and knocked on it.

"Open the door, I know someone is inside."

It was still quiet.

Yu Man was very annoyed, she hated this kind of behavior.

"Open the door!"

No one answered.

Inside a door panel, in a dark room, a group of figures shrank in the corner of the wall, covering their mouths, fear and horror exuded in their clear eyes. He was trembling all over, as cold as water, like a badly injured cat, hiding in a corner, afraid of being discovered.

Yu Manman outside the door couldn't figure out the situation, and was completely angered by this speechless behavior. So let the servant send the key and open the door.

The servant ran over with the key and explained: "There is another guest inside, and the master said that I can't bother."

"Sure enough, someone is here!" Yu Manman's pretty face was stained with sorrow.

At this time, her mood was already sensitive, and it was easy to be angered by these little things.

"Open the door, I want to see, who is peeking at me!"

The servant had no choice but to insert the key to open the door.

Successfully opened the door to enter, but found that it was completely dark inside.

Yu Manman turned on the light and scanned his eyes. There was nothing inside.

The servant was puzzled: "Huh? Obviously here."

Yu Manman glanced, and suddenly noticed a shoe, a boy's sneaker, in the corner behind the door.

With a cold snort, she walked to the door of the bathroom and patted the door with that shoe: "Come out, before I have the patience, come out for me!"

The lights were not turned on, but the door was closed tightly, and there was obviously someone.

Yu Manman still didn't get any response, so he turned on the light inside. As soon as the light turned on, she heard a low hum from inside, which was a man's voice.

"If I don't come out again, I'm going to smash the door."

As she said, she twisted the doorknob, but unexpectedly, she twisted it open.

With a sneer, she stepped in and was immediately surprised by the scene.

A teenager who seemed to be about her age shrank in a corner, holding his knees, his head buried in his knees, and his hands tightly holding his calves, exerting too much force to make the veins stand out.

Those hands were whiter than hers, and even a little sickly white, and they were shaking constantly at this time.

The servant was taken aback: "Yeah, what's the matter, is this?"

Yu Manman slowly returned to his senses, took a short step forward, and asked, "Hey, what are you doing? Pretending?"