Wrong Love Marriage: Sheng Shao's Mysterious Wife

Because Jiang Xin's feelings for Sheng Jingrong had already been revealed in her crazy words.

She flipped through this "The True Story of the Koala" several times, but found nothing other than the familiar fonts, so she had to put it back on the shelf.

Searched around in the bedroom, but found no traces related to Jiang Xin.

She came back to the locked drawer, struggling with how to open it.

Picking the lock is definitely not going to work. It seems that we can only wait for Sheng Jingrong to come back and have the key.

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Sheng Muhan watched the video on his phone again and again, then raised his eyes and stared at Mo Linfeng who was opposite him: "Is this the truth you said?"

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Mo Linfeng squinted at his mobile phone and said, "Yes, this is the only picture I found after searching all the surveillance cameras on the hotel floor."

Mo Linfeng leaned towards him and pointed to the girl in the video: "This girl is very similar to what you described in terms of height and body shape. The most important thing is that she does wear two white hairpins in her hair. These days There are very few women who like to wear hairpins on their heads, and they are such nightclub women.”

The girl in the video is walking with her back to the camera. Because of the lack of light and the lens is too high, even after high-definition processing, it is still impossible to see the shape of the hairpin, but the color and size are similar to the cloud hairpin in his hand. match.

Seeing that he was still frowning, Mo Linfeng said angrily: "Fourth, I am very busy, okay? How can I have so much time to find you a woman? If you are not satisfied with the result, you can call the boss and the second Go find it for you."

"They are busier than you." Sheng Muhan didn't raise his head.

"No..." Mo Lin said angrily: "I said fourth, why do you have to find this woman? There are many women with better figure than her in the world. Tell me what type you want, I'll find you a call!"

Sheng Muhan raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said softly, "What if she secretly got pregnant with my child and ran away?"

"..." Mo Linfeng was speechless.

Sheng Muhan was also taken aback by his own words, he didn't expect that he would come up with such an excuse in a single thought.Because before this, he had never had any worries in this regard.

He looked for her not only because he missed her tight body, but also because he felt the smell on her body was familiar.

"Okay, since you've said that, I can only continue to investigate." Mo Linfeng suddenly felt that Sheng Muhan's worry was very reasonable. A wealthy family like the Sheng family should really be more careful about such things. , so as not to run out of a bunch of illegitimate children competing for family property in the future.

After coming out of the bar, Sheng Muhan drove the car to the old house alone.

Because the elders of the Sheng family were not at home, the lights in the garden of the old house were turned off earlier than usual. When Sheng Muhan drove the car into the basement, the direction of the headlights was directly shining, and he saw the little fool lying on his other car at a glance. On the window, he was still holding a tool in his hand, gesturing how to smash his car window.

The moment the dazzling lights came in, Gu Xintong was taken aback, and turned around to stare blankly at the car that suddenly drove in.

I was so surprised that I didn't even know that the tool in my hand had dropped.

This... is too coincidental!

Gu Xintong was tossing and turning on the bed just now, unable to sleep, thinking about how to find Sheng Jingrong to be responsible for Jiang Xin, and then thinking about how to get back the hairpin that her mother gave her from Sheng Muhan.

She finally made up her mind to smash the window to get the hairpin, and when he pursued it, she just pretended to be crazy and said that she lost the hairpin.As a result, Sheng Muhan came back as soon as it got dark and before he started smashing.