Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

251: A courier from abroad! "Uncle, how do I feel that you are like an idle person every day now, is that okay?"

Yange looked at his uncle teasingly, with a pretty smile on his bright face.

The uncle's eyes were like a deep spring, and he stared at her deeply, "Who made my woman so outstanding!"

Yange: "..."

Praise her?

"Uncle, don't you feel that after you come back this time, there seems to be... a little inexplicable feeling between us?"

Hearing the sound, Lu Lingye's fingertips holding the cigarette end trembled almost imperceptibly.

He put the cigarette butt to his mouth and took a last sip. When he exhaled the smoke, his cold eyes dimmed, "Specifically?"

"Oh, I just can't explain it!"

Yan Ge said what he had been holding back for several days.

She didn't know if it was her own illusion.

After the uncle came back this time, she could clearly feel that his words seemed to be less.

Except for the scene of the marriage proposal last week that moved her beyond words.

During the following days, he was always busy outside. As for what he was busy with, he didn't say anything.

Even though she asked tentatively, the uncle still changed the subject and interrupted her questioning.

Yange sat next to his uncle for a moment, looking at him with burning eyes.

With expectations and scrutiny, she hoped that her uncle could say something.

However, Yange still couldn't see anything in his deep and dark cold eyes.

She is still so restrained, which makes her very helpless.

"Uncle..."

Lu Lingye sighed silently. In the quiet office, only the breathing of two people could be heard.

Yange felt uneasy, indescribably throbbing and inexplicably irritated.

He was still him, but there was always something missing.

The younger uncle saw all Yange's expressions in his eyes without even a second.

He still pursed his lips in silence, but his movements gently pulled her into his arms.

It's half the price, he said in a low voice, "Don't think about it!"

"Uncle, do you think I'm thinking wildly? But I think it's the truth!"

Yan Ge, lying in his uncle's arms, couldn't help raising his head, meeting his eyes.

The diamond ring on the ring finger is still exuding dazzling crystal.

It seems to have changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

Outside, it has entered early autumn.

The temperature in City G dropped sharply. Although it was not as severe as in the north, every time I went out, I felt shivering cold.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after Yange finished the management meeting, there was no sign of my uncle in the office.

Recently, he's always been elusive.

What are you doing?

"Mr. Gu, there is a mailbag for you!"

Outside the office door, Meijia at the front desk came in with a small express box in her hand.

Yange blinked, "Put it here!"

"Okay, Mr. Gu."

Meijia put down the courier, turned and left.

After a brief busy moment, Yange remembered the express delivery.

She took the mail box over, and after tearing off the package, she shook it.

There was an indistinct knocking sound from inside, and I didn't know what it was.

Yange glanced at the courier bill, the sender was very vague, and it was impossible to tell who it was, but it seemed to be an international courier.

International……

As if thinking of something suddenly, a surprise flashed across Yange's eyebrows.

She didn't hesitate any longer. After quickly removing the package, she opened the box and saw a stack of photos inside.

The photos are upside down in the box.

Yange pursed her lips, and turned the photo over with a smile...

The moment of sight is not the imaginary postcard of beautiful scenery, but the shocking bloody embarrassment!

"what……"

No matter how strong Yange's heart is, when she saw such a picture, she was so frightened that she turned pale and exclaimed.

In the photo, at first glance, she only saw a person who seemed to be bathed in blood, hanging from the roof, his hands were tied with hemp rope, and the white shirt on his body seemed to have been washed with blood, with his head drooping. .

With just such a photo, Yange's heart seemed to jump out.

Out of fear, she subconsciously threw the photo on the table.

At this moment, she stared at the photo with a pale face, patted her chest with one hand, and pinched the edge of the table with the other, struggling inside.

'Jingle Bell……'

Suddenly, the phone rang.

With harsh ringtones hitting Yange's little heart that had just been frightened.

She sat in shock, looking sideways at the mobile phone on the table. It was clearly afternoon, but she felt particularly terrified.

Since she changed her mobile phone, for nearly two months, the ringtone of her mobile phone has always been vibration...

As the bloody photos came into view, and her cell phone rang inexplicably, it was so like a horror movie.

Yange hesitated, his fingertips trembled slightly, and the moment he reached for the phone, he subconsciously retracted it.

"Season, there is someone outside...huh? What's wrong with you?"

Just at this moment, outside the office door, Nan Yu pushed the door open and entered.

He walked in while talking, and when he looked up, he saw Yange's face was pale, and his watery eyes were looking at her like a ghost.

The ringing of the phone stopped abruptly the moment Nan Yu pushed the door open.

Everything is just right.

Yan Ge clenched his teeth and did not speak, but looked at Nan Yu from the air, his eyes twinkling a little strangely.

"What's the matter?"

Nan Yu closed the door with his hand back. He had never seen Yange's expression like this before.

After waiting for a full minute and forcing himself to sort out his mood, Yange said with a trembling voice, "No...me, the photo..."

Deep down in his heart, Yange didn't want to show himself so vulnerable.

However, the scene in the photo was too horrifying, including everything that happened just now, the hairs stood on end, Yange was a little dizzy, couldn't help frowning sadly, holding his head and panting heavily.

"Season? What photo? What happened? Did you see the photo of your uncle cheating?"

Nan Yu was worried about Yange's situation, and because the atmosphere was too depressing, he couldn't help but talk nonsense.

At this time, Yange couldn't listen to these jokes at all.

He could only shake his hands and point to the corner of the table.

Nan Yu blinked, and looked along her fingertips. He was taken aback by the contents of the photo.

"Nanyu, give me a call."

"Okay, say it!"

"Call me!"

As soon as Nan Yu took out his mobile phone, Yange said so.

He didn't understand, but still did it.

Standing in front of Yange's desk, Nan Yu dialed her phone.

After three seconds, 'buzz buzz—'

The vibration is ringing!

Not a ringtone, just a vibration!

From the time the phone rang until Nan Yu came in, Yan Ge never touched the phone.

If she accidentally touched the volume button before, it stands to reason that it should be the ringtone now.

But unfortunately——no!

Strange, spine-chilling horror spread around Yange.

She closed her eyes, but she couldn't get rid of the bloody figure in the photo.

That figure...Even with just one glance, she can still see the familiar feeling.

"Fuck, who the hell took this picture? Just play a prank!"

Nan Yu cursed while flipping through a stack of photos in his hand.

But when he turned to the last page, he gasped suddenly.

Hearing this voice, Yan Ge resisted the discomfort of dizziness, opened his eyes and looked at Nan Yu, "What, what's wrong?"

Nan Yu put away the photos, and seeing Yan Ge's obviously white lips, he couldn't bear it.

"season, you answer me first, do you know...mark?"

mark...is Shaoran!

Yange's heart almost stopped, she shook her hands, "Give me the photo!"

"Tell me first, do you know me?"

"know!"

Nan Yu's eyes flashed, "Some people say that this man is Mark's lover, and they also say... This is a warning to you. Next time, he will directly send Mark's finger..."

It was also very difficult for Nan Yu to say these words.

The name Mark sounds like a man.

And the person who was so murdered that he couldn't see his face in the photo seemed to be a man.

This... a pair of good friends? !

Yange's heart was up and down, and his hands were shaking unbearably.

Mark's lover, isn't that...Ji Chen?

Yange really can't imagine that the person in the photo who frightened her to death would be Ji Chen, who is as good-looking as an evildoer.

She stepped on vain steps, got up and snatched the photo from Nan Yu's hand across the table.

Originally thought, the first photo is enough to make people frightened.

But as the next six photos came into view, Yange's eyes began to loosen.

In the sixth photo, she clearly saw a finger placed on the table, a man kneeling on the ground, and a black masked man with only a pair of eyes exposed, cruelly grabbing his neck hair, and photographed his face clearly.

It's... Ji Chen!

And the last photo is an English sentence written in blood.

Translated, it is what Nan Yu said to her just now...