President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Ye Wanwan followed her memory to the place where she used to live. It was a very London-style building, a bit old, but most buildings in London were like this, and the inside was good.

The sunlight spread here seems to have some ancient breath and smell, the flower shop at the corner seems to have changed people, there is a man with a new face busy in it, and he did not see the shambling old man before.

Ye Wanwan hesitated for a while, but still walked upstairs, driven by curiosity, she wanted to see the house she lived in before, or the tenants who lived there now.

As soon as I entered, I ran into my former neighbor, a 50-year-old London woman. When she saw Ye Wanwan, she had some surprised looks on her face, as if she was asking why she was here.

The two had a good relationship before, and Ye Wanwan said goodbye politely before leaving.

Ye Wanwan briefly explained the reason for coming back, but did not mention anything about Dai Wen.

The two chatted a few more words, but Ye Wanwan broke the desire to move on. The neighbor told her that the day after she left, someone bought that house, a domestic man.

He didn't move anything in, he didn't even decorate, so she was very impressed. What's even more strange is that he didn't show up except for the first day, but he seemed to be back these two days.

Ye Wanwan couldn't tell what was strange, but she felt a strange feeling in her heart, which domestic man just came back these two days.

An indescribably eerie feeling.

But after thinking about it, she felt that her nerves were too tense. Apart from being a little strange, she couldn't think of anyone she knew who would be linked to this matter.

So simply stop thinking about it.

After entering the flower shop, she had the habit of buying flowers before, so she was very familiar with the flower shop downstairs, but Ye An'an always didn't take good care of them, and gradually she stopped buying them.

She wanted to go in and pick some bunches and go back to the hotel.

She took a few bunches of flowers casually and let the clerk pick them up. When she was about to pay, she then asked the old man who bought flowers here before.

The clerk raised his head and glanced at her. Ye Wanwan realized that the clerk looked a little like the old man, and heard him say sadly that he was sick and left not long ago.

His body froze, his mind went blank, and he stayed where he was for a long time, until the clerk handed him the flowers before taking the things over.

The clerk still had a friendly smile, showing no sadness caused by this incident.

I was too embarrassed to bring up the past, Ye Wanwan didn't dare to ask again, and walked towards the hotel after leaving the flower shop.

After returning, Quan Tingmo seemed to have not finished his work. There was a thick pile of documents on the table, and his expression was serious.

Seeing her come back, he forced a smile and asked her softly if she was hungry.

Ye Wanwan shook her head, put the flowers into the bottle, then lay down on the sofa bored, and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up, it was dark outside the house, including the room, and he had already moved to the bed, and a dim light was on beside the bed.

The headache was severe, and the memory came back a little bit with a feeling of emptiness. He shouted softly, but there was no one in the room, so he sat up with his elbows propped up, and was surprised that even his clothes had been changed.

The crooked pajamas were buttoned wrongly, Ye Wanwan was a little angry, and turned her head to see a note on the table.