Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 192 A Little Tabby Cat Urges Him to Come Home Early

"Brother Cang will be late, sister Miya, brother Cang is used to being cold-faced, if I see you later, it definitely doesn't mean that you are not welcome!" Gu Ziang gave her a vaccination first.

Su Xiuming had mentioned these people to Mia. Now that she heard what Gu Ziang said, her heart warmed greatly. She smiled and nodded, "Yeah, thank you for your concern."

Gu Ziang's face turned red, his idol was so gentle!

Late at night, a black car entered the underground garage of Tingxue Qingba.

After a while, the door of the box was pushed open, and the lively atmosphere stopped for an instant. When Gu Ziang saw the person coming, he reacted first, "Brother Cang, you are here!"

The man nodded slightly, walked up to Su Xiuming, and said softly, "I'm back."

"Well, long time no see, I heard you got married?"

Only a few people knew about Wen Cang's marriage. He glanced at the two people behind Su Xiuming and nodded.

Su Xiuming wondered, "Hiss, isn't An Ran the one who married you?"

They also know the agreement of the older generation.

Especially Su Xiuming, after knowing that Song Anran was Wen Cang's fiancée, he usually took care of her a lot, but who knew that in the end it was the adopted daughter of the Song family who didn't have much memory.

Isn't this just to fool people!
Wen Cang walked to the sofa and sat down, nonchalantly said: "It doesn't matter."

As long as she behaves well, it's okay to feed her like raising a canary.

The man looked like he didn't want to talk anymore, and Su Xiuming didn't feel like saying anything more, but there was something in his heart that he couldn't swallow.

The Su family and the Song family were very close. When the little girl was adopted, the circle only said that the Song family was kind-hearted, but who knew it was such an idea.

Brother Cang, what's wrong!He is clean and capable. Although he is a workaholic, he is better than the second generation ancestor who hangs around in the flowers all day!

I don’t know what the Song family thinks.

At night, Shen Ronghua, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly smelled a smell of alcohol, frowned slightly, rolled around restlessly on the bed, pulled the quilt over his face, the smell finally faded a bit.

The moonlight fell obliquely on the floor through the transparent glass window, on the corner of the bed.

The man didn't turn on the light, he looked down at the piece of bed that was gathered up on the bed under the moonlight, then turned around, there was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, and there was no movement for a while.

When he came out again, the smell of alcohol dissipated from the man's body. He walked to the bed, glanced at the hooded girl, and lay down beside her, with his back to her.

For a moment, the man moved, stretched out a big palm, grabbed the quilt, and gently pulled it down. The girl's delicate face gradually emerged in the darkness, and the sound of her shallow breathing became slightly clearer.

Only then did Wen Cang stop moving.

Oh, I can't fool you.

Every day, the butler would tell Wen Cang a few words about the girl's daily life. Since the husband didn't stop his behavior, it meant acquiescing.

From the few words revealed by the housekeeper, Wen Cang learned that his wife is a glutton for food and sleep.

Nice and easy to handle.

On this day, the bonsai on the balcony was brought back into the house by the servants, the sky was darker than usual, the distance was dark, and the wind and rain were about to come.

"Ma'am, the weather forecast is heavy rain today, you remember to add an extra dress." The butler appeared and explained.

Shen Ronghua only felt that it was stuffy and hot. She was not afraid of wind and rain, but what she was afraid of was thunder. The memories that were so far away that she didn't want to think about them.

She responded with a sleepy look, and even didn't eat two bites at dinner, which was really not enough compared to her previous appetite.

The butler silently picked up the phone.

In the conference room, the man looked stern. He listened to the quarterly report and scheme design of the people below, and suggested revisions from time to time.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the table vibrated twice, the conference room suddenly fell silent, and the heads of various departments all focused their eyes on the mobile phone.

Curious, surprised.

Wen Cang frowned slightly, and while opening the screen with his mobile phone, he said to the person reporting, "Continue."

The work content of the report sounded again.

It's just that the man's complexion is getting worse and worse.

【Sir, Madam is in a bad mood today, and only had a little for dinner.picture】

The sweet and sour pork ribs that the girl loves most on weekdays are basically untouched, and they are usually empty.

Loss of appetite caused by a bad mood, why do you have a bad mood?
Wen Cang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. In the past two days, in the photos sent by the butler, the girl was satisfied with all kinds of food and drink, and she was very agile, just like having a pet that had to be obedient.

Now there is a problem with the pet...

For the first time, he felt that the meeting was long and even a little difficult.

The air pressure around Wen Cang was getting lower and lower, and the other people in the meeting room were trembling inside, even the voice of the report trembled uncontrollably.

Mr. Wen is not happy, they are so scared~
When the first thunder rang out in the sky, Shen Ronghua was already shivering under the quilt, and all the lights in the room that could be turned on were turned on.

At this time, the plot that needs to be supplemented also appeared.

【Call Wen Cang and ask him if he can go home early. 】

In the original plot, Song Anran wanted to use the rainstorm as an excuse to show Wen Cang her fragility, to gain pity from the other party, and to take the opportunity to cultivate a relationship. Of course, Wen Cang was busy with work and did not come back until the third day after the phone call.

A small hand stretched out from under the quilt, groped around until it touched the phone, and quickly brought it back under the quilt, so fast that the little hand left only an afterimage in the air.

The light from the screen shone on the girl's delicate and beautiful face, and she clicked on the address book with her fingers. There were not many contacts. Wen Cang's number was given by the housekeeper before, so I don't know if he can get through.

She pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then pressed it.

After beeping three times, a man's deep voice came from over there. Perhaps because of the conversion of electronic products, the man's voice was not as indifferent as usual.

connected!

She was overjoyed, and stammered out the words she had prepared, "Wen...Wen Cang, it's going to rain tonight, the wind is raging, lightning and thunder... ah~"

Just at this moment, a deafening thunder pierced through the eardrums, the girl shook her little hand, and the phone slipped down.

The girl's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone. It was delicate and waxy, and her frightened whimpers were so soft that she felt deep in her heart.

I don't know what happened over there, Wen Cang drooped his eyebrows and waited patiently, after a while, the girl's voice came again.

"Crooked? Crooked? Wen...Wen Cang, are you still there?"

"Yes." The man glanced at the other people in the meeting room and responded in a low voice.

"Then can you go home early~" The ending trembled, obviously frightened by the thunder.

However, the soft voice makes you feel that you are too obedient, and it easily moves your heart of compassion.

The man squeezed the phone unconsciously, his fingertips turned white, the meeting was still going on, if he went back early, the meeting would be interrupted.

(End of this chapter)