The Little Fairy Wife Dressed As a Villain

The photo is a few days ago at the 777 bar, after he helped Zhao Meimei into the car.

Zhao Meimei was sitting on the back seat of the car, looking through the window towards the background where he left, with a calculating and scheming smile.

——You and Shi Yan didn't go out to drink a few times, but you met her three times, and you smelled her perfume every time, don't you think it's strange?

Unexpectedly, what Bai Shuangshuang said a few days ago rang in his mind.

Next, a few more photos were received on the phone.

Still that night.

It can be seen from the shooting time and background of the photo that Zhao Meimei's car stopped on the side of the road after leaving the 777 bar for one block.

The substitute driver got off and left, and a young woman got off a taxi behind Zhao Meimei's car.

The young woman pulled away from the driver's seat of Zhao Meimei's car and drove away.

If we talk about the first photo, Wen Ziming is still holding a fluke and thinks that a photo can't explain anything. It may be a problem of angle or light, which makes the facial expression look weird. The next few photos are like slaps. Hit him hard in the face.

Zhao Meimei obviously brought an assistant, but pretended to be alone.

Pretend to be drunk, pretend to fall, the purpose is self-evident.

After many years, he was played around by a woman again.

Never underestimate a woman's sixth sense, it is no worse than your keen sense of smell in business.

Hearing Jiang Zhi's words, Wen Ziming's IQ went online and asked, Are you investigating Zhao Meimei? Why?

I don't need to tell anyone about my affairs.

Wen Ziming returned to the living room of the hotel room after making the phone call, and Bai Shuangshuang stood in front of the dining table with fast food boxes.

Shredded chicken porridge, sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms, choy sum in soup, beef with cold melon.

They are all light dishes. Wen Ziming had a psychological shadow about eating spicy food, and immediately said, It's too bland, don't you like spicy food? Shall I take you to eat spicy crayfish? I heard that L City The chopped pepper fish head is also good...

Before he finished speaking, he received the death gaze of his girlfriend.

Noticing the woman's pale face, Wen Ziming suddenly realized something, I mean, I will take you there after you recover from illness.

Bai Shuangshuang looked back and ignored him.

Wen Ziming went back to the room unreasonably, and wanted to take a shower and change clothes, but he searched the room but couldn't find the suitcase.

Shuangshuang, where is my suitcase?

In the living room, upon hearing the man's shouts in the room, Bai Shuangshuang raised her hand to press her beating forehead.

Wen Ziming thought that Bai Shuangshuang hadn't heard of it. He was about to turn around and leave the room when he suddenly remembered that he had hurried out in the morning and didn't even have time to pack his luggage.

After setting out the meal, Bai Shuangshuang, who was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, didn't bother to wait for the man to come out, so she started eating on her own.

Halfway through eating, Wen Ziming walked out of the bedroom with his slippers on slap-tap-tap-tap.

Bai Shuangshuang glanced casually, and stopped eating.

The man only wore a bath towel around his waist, and his broad shoulders and arms, strong chest, lean waistline and slender legs could be seen at a glance.

With a good upbringing and the elite training he received since childhood, Wen Ziming has always paid attention to his own image. Even if he takes a bath at home, he never comes out of the room with only a towel around him.

Facing Shang Bai Shuangshuang's scrutinizing eyes, Wen Ziming explained uncomfortably: I was in a hurry this morning and forgot to bring my suitcase.

Bai Shuangshuang scoffed secretly, she didn't pack her luggage at all.

Wen Ziming grew up with Wen Hai.

Wen Hai devoted himself to cultivating him into an excellent heir, but neglected his life skills.

Wen Ziming can manage the Wen Group with a market value of tens of billions with ease, but he can't make a quilt well.

Of course, no matter whether he was the young master of the Wen family in the past or he is now the helm of the Wen family, he has never needed to worry about housework.

There used to be a nanny, but now there is Bai Shuangshuang.

Usually, when he was on a business trip, Bai Shuangshuang would pack his luggage for him. Sometimes, if he didn't have time to pack it, he would hand it over to his assistant to do the shopping. In short, he didn't need to worry about it.

But this time, Bai Shuangshuang was too busy to take care of himself, and his assistant was not there, which led to the embarrassing situation when he came to L City without even a change of clothes.

After dinner, Bai Shuangshuang found the hotel bathrobe from the closet and threw it to Wen Ziming, then packed up the clothes he had changed and handed them to the room attendant for dry cleaning.

...

Jiang Family Villa.

After spending half a week and consuming countless brain cells, Xiaoju finally sorted out everything she knew about Zhao Meimei.

Jiang Zhi was reading this report when he received Wen Ziming's call.

Compared with the usual project plan and contract, the content of the report is not too much, less than 20 pages, but Jiang Zhi spent ten times more time and energy than usual, carefully studying each item word by word.

A person may change over time, but Zhao Meimei has completely changed a person.

This reminded him of Lin Qianxiao from before.

A gloomy and timid girl suddenly became lively and cheerful.

He didn't understand at the time, thinking that his wife had suffered from schizophrenia, which brought about a huge change.

It's different now.

Even now when Lin Qianxiao told him that Milk Tea was a vixen, he would still believe it.

And the current Zhao Meimei and the previous Lin Qianxiao have very similar experiences.

The same temperament has changed drastically, and they are like two different people!

Black eyes fell on one of the reports: On April 2, 2021, Zhao Meimei filmed The Story of the Medical Concubine and accidentally fell from a 3-meter-high rockery. She suffered severe head injuries and went into shock on the spot...

Finger tapped on the desk, Jiang Zhi picked up the phone and told Ning Yu, Check it out, Zhao Meimei fell over her head while filming 5 years ago, find out the treatment records and the attending doctor at that time.

Okay, Director Jiang, I'll do it right away.

After dealing with the matter at hand, Jiang Zhi subconsciously glanced in the direction of the hanging basket.

Usually after dinner, Lin Qianxiao would bring milk tea to his study, and the mother and son would play games quietly in the hanging basket, but tonight the mother and son didn't show up after dinner.

Jiang Zhi got up and left the study, went to the living room on the first floor but didn't see anyone, turned around and went back to the bedroom on the second floor.

The mother and son's voice came from the cloakroom.

Lin Qian smiled excitedly and asked, Milk tea, does this look good?

Milk Tea replied weakly, It looks good, mom looks good in anything she wears.

It seems a bit old-fashioned, I will change another one.

Jiang Zhi stepped into the cloakroom, and saw Lin Qianxiao holding a black long-sleeved dress and gesticulating on her chest.

Seeing him coming in, Lin Qianxiao waved at him quickly, Honey, come here and help me choose.

Jiang Zhi stepped closer.

Lin Qian smiled and pointed to the sets of clothes on the sofa behind her, Which one do you think looks better?

Black eyes fell on the black and white clothes, What are they for?

Lin Qian smiled and blinked, Tomorrow is my mother's memorial day, I dress up nicely, and my mother will be happy when she sees it.

He originally wanted to talk to her about it, but he didn't want her to remember it.

He is obviously so careless that he can't remember his menstrual period, but he keeps his affairs firmly in his heart and cherishes them.