The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 229 Mr. He Notes Lonely Life [30]

Hearing this, Shen Lang frowned slightly, and a certain guess emerged in his heart.

...Could it be a dog thing?

But she said nonchalantly, "Did they say anything?"

"They should be looking for someone. Ms. Sudan is receiving them now, but I think they should have been impatient."

Ms. Sultan is the nanny for the Piciews family.

Pixie said: "I'll go and see them, you continue to complete this step."

But before he could reach the door, the door of the laboratory was forcibly opened.

The crowded night outside suddenly fell to the door like crazy, intertwined with the cold white lights in the laboratory, like a harmonious sonata.

Ms. Sultan came in first.She paled and bowed to Dr. Pitthus.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pitthus, but they must come in and see."

"..." Dr. Pixie didn't speak, and turned to look at the people who came in behind.

Five or six people who looked like bodyguards walked in slowly, all of them expressionless, tall and burly.

Several bodyguards stood still not far from them, and the man who walked in after them was wearing a black and cold windbreaker, about 1.8 meters five, with broad shoulders and long legs, with a cool and noble demeanor, extremely attractive.

Shen Lang lifted his long eyelashes slightly, his face remained unchanged, he already had expectations in his heart, and he would no longer be surprised when he saw him.

Until the man walked straight up to her.

Looking down at her condescendingly.

Shen wasted effort to look up at him, and to her surprise, there was no piercing ice in his deep eyes, only calm.Like a lake, undisturbed and without ripples.

But this kind of calm makes people feel like thorns on their backs and chills down their spines.

It seems that what is suppressed under the calm is the storm and the stormy sea.

"What do you want from me?" She just paused, then lowered her long eyelashes as if nothing had happened, and said calmly.

"Go back with me."

"Where is my freedom, Mr. Wen has no right to interfere."

"... have no right to interfere?" The man seemed to be chewing carefully, and the temperature of his voice suddenly dropped, "I thought you understood your identity."

"Of course I understand. I am Shen Lang, but Shen Lang." She raised her eyebrows and sneered, completely ignoring him, and continued to proofread the data just obtained, "I don't have any other identities."

"You are still my wife."

"The divorce agreement has been signed. Even if it doesn't come into effect, I shouldn't be trapped in this identity anymore." Her tone was casual and cold, as if she could easily cut the flesh and blood of an infatuated person and make that person Crazy blood gushes from the wound.

Fortunately, Wen Jie has not yet reached the point of infatuation, at this moment, he is terribly calm.

"I don't want to force you, but you have to go back."

"I don't like to be restrained,...you have to give me a reason why you want to go back." Shen Lang smiled, as if he had changed back to the gentle and gentle Mrs. Wen in front of him.

"I have a friend whose sister has become a vegetative state...needs your help." Meeting her bright eyes, Wen Jie suddenly turned his eyes away, not knowing where to find such a reason.

"Since you have something to ask for, is that your attitude?" Hearing this, she laughed even more happily, she glanced at Hughes, and then at him, "Dr. I've been here for several days, but you want me to go back and face your cold violence?"

Wen Jie frowned slightly, and then she heard her say with a slow smile: "I'm crazy to do this kind of thankless thing."

"...you need me." He said slowly, "After all, RG's scientific research team only listens to me."

"..." Shen Lang looked at him deeply, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and took his slender white hand, and squeezed it mischievously, "Wait for me for a while, okay?"

He glanced at her other gloved hand, nodded and said, "Of course, you have plenty of time to deal with things here."

After finishing speaking, he took the people out without delay.

Pixiuth finally recovered from his stupefaction, gave Shen Lang a stiff look, and said, "Lang, is he your husband?"

Shen Lang laughed and said, "Yes, I am very sorry for the inconvenience I have caused you."

Pixiuth was relieved, and immediately laughed heartily: "It's okay, your husband seems to care about you very much."

"Really." Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she re-entered the experiment. In fact, there was only a little finishing work left on her part.

"Are you leaving, Lang?"

Shen Lang took off his gloves slowly, hummed, and stepped forward to give Dr. Pixie a hug.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality today."

...

Men smoke outside.

There was a faint smog, and between his slender and beautiful fingers, it seemed that even cigarettes were high-end luxury goods.

Shen Lang approached him, but he didn't respond.

It wasn't until a cigarette was burned out that he slowly lowered his eyes to look at her, and opened his lips to ask:

"...Is everything all right?"

"All right."

The next moment, her hand was grabbed, and an undeniable force led her to the helicopter.

She sat down, not knowing what to say to him, only the awkward silence fermented.

"How sure are you of curing a vegetative state?"

"Not sure." She frowned slightly, spit out these four words, and fell silent again.

"...I believe in you." He fixedly looked at her, with some inexplicable emotion rolling in his eyes.

"Don't give me a high hat, Mr. Wen." She glanced at him, and then looked out of the window. "What I want is not this mere trust."

"..." He knew what she wanted, but he was disgusted by her repeated reminders, "I will give you whatever you want, but are you willing to give what I want?"

"I hope we only have material communication, Mr. Wen." She casually cast her eyes on his face, and every word was like a soft whisper in the world, which made his heart feel hot and suddenly cold.

The dialogue between the two is always thorny with each other, like strangers who don't like it, without any intimacy.

And the result of the dialogue will always end in the silence of one party.

Looking down from the helicopter, you can see the bustling lights of the United States below. It is so far away that you feel like you are in it.Completely alienated from the few cold stars in the night sky.

"…it's beautiful."

"Pretty?" Wen Jie lowered his eyes and glanced slightly, his thin crimson lips slightly curled up, "Well, she is very beautiful."

"But not as good as you." He added slowly.

"..." Shen Lang hugged his arms, only feeling cold, "This kind of love talk has no meaning at all."

Wen Jie raised his eyebrows, "Then madam teach me?"

Shen Lang looked out of the window, his eyes were calm, "You can only say love words to the person you like... As for Mr. Wen, let others teach you."

She saw through his little thoughts easily, and he was not surprised at all, his long eyelashes slightly raised, "It's time to get down to business. My friend's name is Yu Ze, and his sister's name is Yu Die."

(End of this chapter)