After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

The breakfast made Nanhuang feel heartbroken.

TV, what can TV do?

She can't be allowed to dismantle a TV and convert it into a computer.

After Rong Wuye finished his breakfast, he went out and got into the distinguished black luxury car outside.

Nanhuang was still sulking, staring out the window fiercely.

At this moment, Yang Bo handed her a mobile phone.

Nanhuang's eyes lit up, he took the phone, opened it and looked at it. I saw that there was only one contact method on the phone, and the contact name was written with two words, crazy.

The phone is registered with WeChat, and there is only one contact in WeChat, and the name is also two words, crazy.

"..."

Yang Bo explained: "All the contact information on this phone has been tracked. You can't contact anyone except Master Wu. Please don't make things difficult for us, Miss."

Sure enough.

Nanhuang took the phone. Picked up the phone and turned around to go to Master Rong Wu's study.

In the car, Yang Bo smiled and said: "Fifth Master, you are in much better spirits today."

The dignified and unruly man looked at the surveillance camera in the vineyard with his mobile phone.

The little thing went to the study today. What will she do?

He was very interested.

Rong Wuye asked: "How is that young master of the Song family?"

Yang Bo replied: "I won't let him have an easy time..."

Mengsen sneered: "Make him feel more sad."

This young master of the Song family, who offended his crazy fifth master, will definitely not have an easy time in the future.

Yang Bo replied: "Okay, Fifth Master."

Rong Wuye asked again: "What's your schedule today?"

Yang Bo replied: "Fifth Master, the schedule is very full this morning and afternoon. Do you want to help you refuse a few meetings?"

Rong Wuye: "No need."

He looked at the phone, his dark eyes unblinking.

He wanted to see what the little thing would do when he was not at home.

He wants to give the little things at home some room to play freely.

Nanhuang didn't do anything, or in other words, she didn't do anything under the eyes of Master Rong Wu.

After she grasped the scope of surveillance, she casually opened the book that Rong Wuye often read.

After all, one year has passed since her rebirth. She doesn't know what happened during this year and the current situation of the Nan family in Nancheng, but she is also very concerned about it.

Fortunately, Rong Wuye has a lot of newspapers and periodicals, including many business magazines, which is enough for her to read for a long time.

She looked over and over again, and found that in addition to the affairs of the Nan family, there was another thing that she cared about and was curious about.

Mr. Rong Wu, you can’t really just call him Crazy Rong, right? What is his name?

I've looked through many things in the study, but I haven't seen Rong Wuye's name. It must not be in this journal.

However, I read one journal after another, and I didn't see Master Rong Wu's name even once. Not only Rong Wuye's name, there is also no news about Nanhuang.

But I still saw some news about the Nan family. The people in the Nan family who have been active recently are people from the second family Nan Tuo's lineage.

Nanhuang smashed the book on the table.

After she died, the second room of the Nan family became active.

It's really good.

Nanhuang sat directly on Master Rong Wu's office chair. She crossed her legs and leaned back slightly, with a look of annoyance on her face.

As everyone knows, looking at the other side of the surveillance camera, Rong Wuye's eyes narrowed.

His fingers lightly touched the phone screen, and his voice was as low as a ghost from hell.

"I love seeing you like this."

After saying that, he handed the phone to Yang Bo and asked, "What is she doing?"

Yang Bo looked at the surveillance camera on his mobile phone and saw that Master Rong Wu had turned the surveillance camera to the maximum. The surveillance camera was clear and the person in the manor could clearly see every word and deed.

"Fifth Master, the eldest lady is playing games."

"Playing games?"

"We did not set up a function that prohibits mobile phones from downloading APPs. The eldest lady downloaded the game and played it."

Rong Wuye took the phone and stared at it for a while, then showed it to Yang Bo: "What is this?"

Yang Bo: "Fifth Master, this is a live broadcast."

"live streaming?"

"Fifth Master, if you download this live broadcast APP, you can watch the eldest lady's live broadcast."

Rong Wuye frowned and tinkered with his cell phone for a long time. "Which one is her live broadcast room?"

Yang Bo: "I'll call and ask the technician to check."

Soon, the technical side found Nanhuang's live broadcast account and gave it to Rong Wuye.

Rong Wuye successfully entered Nanhuang's live broadcast room.

In Nanhuang's live broadcast room, the sound is not turned on, and there is no real-person screen recording. It is just a live broadcast of her playing games.

This is a new live broadcast account, and the number of people in the live broadcast room is sparse and pitiful.

But even so, Rong Wuye watched her playing games as seriously as if he were in a meeting.

After playing for a short time, I saw her screen cut out. She stopped playing games and played Go instead.

Then, Mr. Rong Wu continued to stare at her playing Go as he stared at the meeting.

Rong Wuye had a full schedule. After going to Dr. Jiang's office in the morning, he went to the branch office for a meeting and office work in the afternoon.

But even during the video conference, Rong Wuye's monitoring and live broadcast were not interrupted.

He stared at the phone and frowned for a long time.

After the meeting, Rong Wuye threw the two mobile phones aside.

Yang Bo brought a cup of coffee into his office and saw that he looked unhappy, so he said, "Dr. Jiang just said that the fifth master's mental condition has improved, and the fifth master is torturing himself like this again."

Rong Wuye glanced at Yang Bo.

Yang Bo saw that after he threw the phone aside, he still wanted to take a look at it from time to time, so he asked, "Are you worried that the eldest lady won't send you messages and call you?"

She only has one contact on her mobile phone, and he is the only one on WeChat. But when Nanhuang was at home, he would rather play games, chess, and do a lot of things that Rong Wuye found boring, and never called him.

"How could she want to call me?" He sneered, "In her eyes, I am a kidnapper."

Rong Wuye was silent for a while, stared at his phone again, and made a decision. "I'll give her a call."

He grabbed the phone and opened it. Soon, the call beeped and he answered it.

Nanhuang answered the phone.

"Hello." The woman's voice came through the mobile phone, and Rong Wuye's frizziness seemed to be soothed at this moment.

"Crazy." The woman called him.

Yang Bo's jaw almost dropped in shock for a moment.

He had never seen Mr. Rong Wu change his face like this before.

He was irritable a moment ago, but when he was talking on the phone, he suddenly felt smooth. Without knowing what the other party said, Rong Wuye's eyes rose happily.

"You still know how to answer my phone?"

Yang Bo felt that if this mobile phone had a phone line, Mr. Rong Wu would probably have happily played with the phone line.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Rong Wuye waited for a long time without hearing the sound, and then continued: "You are picky about food."

"Am I a picky eater?"

"The kitchen prepared six dishes for you at noon, but you only picked Mapo tofu." Rong Wuye lazily leaned on his office chair, "Woman, this is not good."

Nanhuang glanced at the nearest surveillance camera.

Rong Wuye looked at the big monitor displayed on the big computer, snorted perversely, and raised the corners of his lips.