39. Chapter 39 The little turtle stuck to the heart
What kind of tricks is his bastard apprentice doing?
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Hejieming returned to the villa at midnight.
Little Aniu diligently reported everything about Luo Huan. After she came back, she simply ate something and went back to the room to read. She should have fallen asleep by now.
So good?
Didn't he take the opportunity to do something while he was away?
Hei Jieming went upstairs with this question.
His bedroom was empty. As soon as he opened the door, he was sure that she was not there, and there was no unique sweet fragrance from her in the room.
He immediately went to another room to look for it.
Sure enough, in the accommodation he had arranged for her before, he saw her curled up on the bed, with a laptop and some books on her pillow. The quilt had been kicked aside, and she was still wearing his shirt.
The tense mood all night suddenly relaxed.
After moving the computer and books away, he gently covered her with a quilt and walked into the bathroom.
Her hair was still dripping with water, and she didn't want to use a noisy hairdryer that would affect her good sleep. Hei Jieming simply turned on the small light in the corner and waited for her hair to dry slowly.
With nothing to do, he looked through the books she had read and found a black notebook with a pen on a page in the middle.
When I turned it over, I saw that the paper was densely filled with words. The fonts were neat and neat. It was obvious that they had been practiced deliberately. The pens and pens passed through the paper.
Xiao Nizi's handwriting is really good, but it is completely different from her personality. This murderous handwriting like a silver hook and iron painting could not be written by a charming little girl, but it was written by her.
Little Luo Huan, don't you think your personality is too contradictory? It's really cute.
I did it casually, but after I saw clearly what was written on the paper, I sat upright and my sleepiness was gone.
Mrs. Anton's hair is disheveled and lacks texture, which means that she has not taken care of her hair for at least a week. How can a sociable lady not care about her appearance? It means that something has affected her mood, and this matter is very serious.
It was difficult to solve, to the point where she had trouble sleeping and eating.
She had been looking northeast. Although there were many people chatting there, her eyes actually only stayed on one person.
Occasionally, that person would briefly meet her eyes and then quickly move away, indicating that he did not want others to know that he actually had some kind of relationship with a married man.
Watson Wells was a socialite, a big banker, and a big philanthropist. He was keen on attending various occasions. He was wearing a slightly delicate pocket watch. Although the watch must be an antique by visual inspection,
Judging from the style, there is at least a 70% chance that men will not choose this style, but the fact that he is wearing it and wearing it publicly on such an occasion shows that he wants to be seen by some people.
Mrs. Anton's eyes were not so much wandering around Watson Wells as she was looking at the pocket watch, her eyes were sentimental and her pupils were dilated.
It is certain that there must be something fishy between the two of them.
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Watson Wells must have been eager to get rid of Mrs. Anton, but Mrs. Anton was unwilling to end the affair.
There was a conflict of interest between the two, so Watson Wells did not dare to cut off the relationship coldly, but took appeasement measures.
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Mrs. Anton was not fooled.
Watson Wells had murderous intentions.
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Mrs. Anton won't survive tonight. If someone wants to take action, a night like this is officially the best time.
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The writing stopped here.
I must be tired from writing, so I just went to sleep.
Were all these analyzed by her?
Hei Jieming held the heavy notebook with a solemn expression and stared at the sleeping Luo Huan without blinking.
Luo Huan was doing intelligence work in Lieyan, but it was not the kind of intelligence work he went out to collect.
She is better at sitting in an office and filing files, similar to an administrative clerk, but the content of her work is something that ordinary people cannot touch.
There are at least hundreds of such people in the 'Fire Flame'. Most of them are elites in various industries. They have superior IQs and excellent memories. Those who can stay in this position for a long time are almost all extremely powerful.
guy.
Hei Jieming knew that Luo Huan must have areas in which she was good at, but he did not expect that what she was proficient in was detailed reasoning.
According to the investigation, Mrs. Anton is indeed one of Watson Wells' old lovers. The two have been entangled for at least twenty years. Recently, the conflicts that have accumulated over time have gradually been brought to the surface and have become increasingly out of control.
The old fox Watson planned to abandon Mrs. Anton, but Mrs. Anton refused to break up. Considering that Mrs. Anton knew too much, Watson simply took cruel measures.
On the way back, Hei Jieming had already received the news that Mrs. An was at home and committed suicide by falling down the building.
There are various signs that she ended her life because she was tired of living.
In fact, the truth is never as simple as it seems.
I thought he was the first to know the news.
But I never thought that someone had already deduced the truth of the matter from the details.
Lei Yao was right, his Luo Huan was indeed a genius among geniuses.
Taking a long breath, Hei Jieming leaned into the depths of the seat, and the smile on his lips spread silently.
Luo Huan, his surprise.
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In the morning, I woke up in the arms of that man again.
Some things, no matter how hard they are to accept, no longer seem so hard to accept once they become a habit.
When Luo Huan opened her eyes, her body was curled up under Hei Jieming. He held her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away, and he wrapped her tightly.
And when she saw that unsuspecting handsome face, she fell into a trance as usual.
When did she and him become so close that they could share a pillow and a bed?
Perhaps, she should muster up the courage to make a solemn statement to Hei Jieming that she is not a casual girl. She believes in love and eternity. His behavior of touching her bed when she was not prepared deeply troubled her.
, which made her feel very sorry for her future husband.
It's just a question of how to say it. If he gets angry, their relationship will take a turn for the worse.
Sister Douya's order made it very clear that if she wanted to save Luo Huan, she had to have a good relationship with him.
She could not offend him unless absolutely necessary.
As she was thinking wildly, she found that Hei Jieming had opened her eyes at some point and was staring at her blank look with interest.
Uh-huh... habitual blushing.
Dong-dong-dong...the heart beats wildly at a familiar frequency.
Chapter completed!