Look good

The reason why Wen Changrong said this is that the two of them had sex for the first time seven years ago.

Wen Changrong doesn't have a virgin complex when it comes to solving his physical needs. On the contrary, he doesn't like chicks very much.

So, in fact, on the first day of the two of them, it should have been an experienced male publicist who came to the room, not the country bumpkin Qiao Xing who couldn't even kiss.

Maybe it was because he was poor and crazy, or maybe he caught a glimpse of that familiar face inadvertently before... At that time, Qiao Xing was just a small waiter in the hotel. At that time, he didn't do it, but felt that the opportunity had finally come, and then he pretended to notify, but actually slipped out through the back door and bought related tools to clean himself up, and then went up to the eighth floor through the monitoring of the broken freight elevator—— At that time, he did not forget to put his health certificate on his back.

Did Wen Changrong know about his stealth?

Of course you know.

——No one who comes out to sell dresses so rustically.

Wen Changrong taught him a lesson in his own way. Qiao Xing was full of regret when he was in bed, very regretful.

Of course, when he got the money, he had no regrets.

……

Later, Qiao Xing, a little sparrow, flew up the branch and became the gold owner's favorite little oriole. People in the hotel scolded him for being a shameless face, and even went to Wen Changrong to complain that he was scheming and thoughtful.

The people in the hotel where Qiao Xing lived were not good people. They attacked him and exposed him in front of Wen Changrong, not out of any sense of justice and morality, they just didn't want to see him break free from the quagmire of hardship Soaring.

Fortunately, Wen Changrong knew what Qiao Xing was doing for a long time, and he didn't say anything about it. Of course, Qiao Xing was even more arrogant, and said confidently, "I didn't eat your rice, and the benefactor likes it." No, it’s okay, you keep attacking me because you must be jealous of me' right, 'however you scold me, you are not as good-looking as me', making people speechless.

……

And after that—if you want to stay by the patron’s side for a long time, how could you not have two brushes? In terms of appearance, Qiao Xing is considered outstanding, and in terms of brain, he is also smart enough. Before meeting Shen Qinlan, Qiao Xing was "invincible" 'of.

……

Qiao Xing was noncommittal about Wen Changrong's evaluation of "personal design", just pretending to be pitiful and sniffing, then nonchalantly took a paper towel on the table and wiped off the [-] worth of paint that had melted into a puddle on his fingers, smiling obediently and trying Get away with it: "Thank you, sir, for your compliment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Changrong grabbed his ears.

"A...!" Qiao Xing shut his mouth as soon as he groaned in pain, while Wen Chang was still chatting at the gate, if he heard the sound and came in and saw him in embarrassment at the moment, it would be miserable.

"Sir, sir, sir..." Qiao Xing's face was wrinkled into that of an old lady, and he still blinked his eyes trying to discharge Wen Changrong, trying to make Wen Changrong reason with his beauty: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands..."

"Moving your mouth will help you to have the sun come out from the west." Wen Changrong despised him unceremoniously, and issued an ultimatum: "Give you five seconds to explain why you drew this thing on your finger today, 5..."

"?!" Qiao Xing brainstormed wildly.

It is impossible to say that the ring is lost if the ring is lost, but it will be decapitated.

"...I lost my ring."

"?"

Qiao Xing fell to his knees on the carpet with a plop, then reached out and hugged Wen Changrong's calf.

"My lord, don't remember the villain's faults, let's spare the little one's life!"

Qiao Xing tried to exchange humor for sympathy, but Wen Changrong was unmoved. The moment he finished speaking, the man pressed his finger on the numb tendon at the back of his neck again, and he let go of the hand holding Wen Changrong's calf. The man took this opportunity to pinch the back of his neck and picked it up like a dog.

"Okay, when will you find it tonight and when will you go to bed?"

……

August 10st at 1:2 AM.

Downstairs in the old community parked a black Bentley that was out of place. The janitor walked around the car five or six times with a flashlight, asking for a while, 'whose son-in-law's car is this', and asking again for a while. Whose godfather's car is this?" I didn't realize until I looked up and saw that the lights on the fifth floor had been on since the car arrived.

"The times have changed and the times have changed..." The uncle shook his head in shock and backed away: "Men are more valuable than women."

Another half an hour passed, and a black Bugatti drove in through the gate again and stopped behind the Bentley.

Chen Bo helped Wen Chang get off the Bugatti, and the wheelchair slid to the window of the Bentley.

"Evergreen." Wen Chang said softly, "It's already past three o'clock in the morning. Father is very worried about you. When will you go back?"

"..." The car window opened slowly, revealing Wen Changrong's troubled face: "When will he find the ring and go back?"

"The ring?" Wen Chang asked, "Did you lose it before the banquet?"

"Ah."

"Then what if...you can't find it?"

"Then don't sleep."

"then you……"

Wen Changrong's expression became even more irritable: "It has nothing to do with you."

"..." Wen Chang was also not angry, paused, and asked, "Do you have any medicine with you?"

"Ah."

"..." So, Wen Chang didn't say anything, he just looked up at the fifth floor, which was the only light, and told the two bodyguards to carry him up.

Wen Changrong asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"Staying like this is not the same thing," Wen Chang said, "I'll go up and have a look."

……

Qiao Xing has been flipping at home for an hour.

Even though he usually stays up late, his head hurts from staying up for too long at this moment. He has reached "middle age", and he really has to accept his old age.

The house has been turned into a mess, Qiao Xing doesn't want to look for it anymore, he is very tired and wants to sleep.

He had gone downstairs twice before and told Wen Changrong that he couldn't find him, but Wen Changrong's attitude was very firm.

Wen Changrong's donkey temper has been familiar to Qiao Xing for so many years, it is even impossible to persuade a man, so he can only come back and continue looking.

But the more I searched, the angrier I became. After I found Qiao Xing, I even had the urge to rush downstairs to ask Wen Changrong to sign the divorce agreement with him on the spot and stop torturing each other.

"I won't look for it anymore." Qiao Xing lay on his back on the floor, closed his eyes and shouted to the bodyguard standing at the door monitoring: "Tell Wen Changrong whether you want the ring or not. Let him come up and strangle me to death."

"It's not good to talk about death at a young age."

A familiar male voice came from the door, Qiao Xing suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up from the ground.

Wen Chang was at the door, turning his head to look at him with a smile.

Qiao Xing blinked vigorously, suspecting that he was sleepy and stupid.

"You...why are you here?"

"You didn't look very well when you went out, and it's getting late, so I'm a little worried, so let's take a look."

"Oh..." Qiao Xing looked belatedly at the living room full of things, because there were so many things that Wen Changze's wheelchair couldn't get in.

He hurriedly stood up to pick things up: "I'm sorry, I was looking for something just now."

"It's okay." After clearing a path, Uncle Chen pushed Wen Changze into the house.

Wen Chang took a rough look at the messy home, and said with a smile: "You searched carefully."

"Yeah..." Qiao Xing scratched the back of his head, discouraged: "But I still can't find it."

"Shall I help you look for it?" Wen Chang said, "If we still can't find it in a while, we'll go down and look for Chang Rong."

"...I won't let me go if I can't find my husband." Qiao Xing was irritable: "Let him strangle me to death sooner."

"He won't strangle you." Wen Chang smiled: "Look first."

"Oh……"

"Where's your safe? Where was the ring last seen?"

"The bedrooms... are all in the bedroom." Qiao Xing said while leading Wen Changze into the bedroom. "I even touched the bottom of the wardrobe, and the clothes I wore that day, but there were none."

"Well." Wen Chang looked at the layout and said, "Then I'll look for it, don't worry."

"Okay." Seeing Wen Chang go to the safe, Qiao Xing sat down on the bed wearily.

He really didn't want to look for it anymore.

"Huh?" As soon as the wheelchair arrived in front of the safe, Wen Changze suddenly uttered a puzzled tone, then bent down and picked up a ring.

"This..." Wen Chang raised the ring in his hand hesitantly: "Is it your ring?"

"..." Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment, and he took a closer look.

The color, the brightness, the size of the diamond, no doubt!That's seven figures!

"Yes yes yes... yes." Qiao Xing was stunned: "You found it so quickly?! I searched for a whole... two days?!"

"It was on the ground when I came in." Wen Chang handed the ring back to him.

Qiao Xing looked left and right, and bit his teeth again.

It really was his one.

This... hit the devil? !

Could it be that the ring has become a spirit and played peek-a-boo with him? !

"Hmm..." Wen Chang looked at him and asked, "Tell me, how did you find it the day before yesterday and today?"

"My ring is usually placed in the safe, so I opened the safe first." Qiao Xing said, "Then I took out the ring box inside, but there was no ring in it..."

"and then?"

"Then I recalled it. The last time my husband handed me the ring, I seemed to forget that I didn't touch it when I got home, so I went to look for the clothes I wore that day, but there were no clothes."

"Hmm...Evergreen handed you the ring, did you just hand it the ring, or did it include the box?"

Qiao Xing was taken aback for a moment, and recalled: "Even the box?"

"Then why is the box in the safe but not the ring?"

"..." This question touched Qiao Xing's blind spot, and he was stunned: "...I don't know."

"..." Wen Chang didn't speak for a while, but raised his eyes a little, and his gaze fell into Qiao Xing's slightly dazed eyes.

Wen Chang thought for a while, finally smiled, and said, "Well, it's okay, maybe I didn't notice it when it fell off, as long as I find it now."

……

After finding the ring, the two went downstairs together to show it to Wen Changrong.

After waiting in the middle of the night, Wen Changrong's complexion was of course also not good. The moment he saw the ring, he calmed down a bit, but the next second his face darkened again, and he gave Qiao Xing a warning look.

"There are only three things."

"...Well." Qiao Xing was reluctant.

"Where did it fall this time? It will take you two days to find it."

"It's in a small corner," Wen Chang said, "It's invisible to the naked eye. If you didn't touch it inch by inch, you might not be able to find this ring today."

Wen Changrong glanced at Qiao Xing, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped when he saw a small piece of blue under Qiao Xing's eye socket.

The man frowned, rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "Okay, that's it, get in the car and go back first."

"...Oh." Qiao Xingxin said back!Not going back!There is no more than three, no three!I will pay you the ring now!bah bah.

"By the way, Evergreen." Wen Chang stopped the two of them from moving: "I want to ask you something."

Wen Changrong opened his eyes impatiently, motioned to Wen Chang and said.

"Did you...have you banned the Second Young Master from entering Wen's house?"

"..." Wen Changrong paused, but did not speak.

"That's what I think." Wen Chang glanced at Qiao Xing and said, "If the Second Young Master is not banned from entering Wen's house... let Xiao Qiao come and live with me, so that he will be safer, and so will I. There needs to be a young man to take care of it."

"Although you can send bodyguards to guard it, but... the second young master saw it, so it's not good after all."