207: What a domineering side leak

"Dong Qingcheng, believe it or not, sister, I will pack you and send it to your Mr. Sheng."

Dong Qingcheng looked back at Lan Weiwei's unhappy expression and guessed that this was purely jealous!

Dong Qingcheng curled his lips and said, "I'm really stingy. Isn't it that you can't accompany your husband tonight? As for packing me with such a bitter hatred?"

Dong Qingcheng's mouth is getting sharper and sharper.

Lan Weiwei sighed, which was really thankless. If you had known, you wouldn't have promised Sheng Tianling to take care of her, but if she really came, Lan Weiwei would not be worried.

"I really don't know what I owed you in my last life. Let's go and accompany you home."

The helpless Lan Weiwei was still defeated by Dong Qingcheng.

I can't help it. Who called this grinding goblin and is still pregnant with a baby?

Even if Lan Weiwei doesn't look at the face of the goblin, she has to look at the face of her future son.

Dong Qingcheng didn't seem to be very happy when he got off work early.

Because before walking out of the office, Secretary Qiu also sorted out a report to Dong Qingcheng.

Dong Qingcheng looked at the report, and an account with a foreign IP address repeatedly pointed to and insulted himself. And he also forwarded a large number of photos and said a lot of unsightly dirty words.

This person must have a grudge against her.

Dong Qingcheng has ordered Secretary Qiu to keep an eye on this account, as well as other accounts and posts that do not want to be related to this account.

It is not easy to find this person, but Dong Qingcheng will never sit back and wait to death.

"These people are so idle that they can keep chasing this matter."

Lan Weiwei sighed. Dong Qingcheng is really pitiful. Her husband is on a business trip and has to face this matter alone. If it doesn't work well, it may cause misunderstanding. At that time, there will really be all kinds of tragedies.

"Don't worry about this. There is one more thing I'm very upset about."

Dong Qingcheng is rarely bothered by a thing like this. Lan Weiwei looked at her and asked, "What's the matter? Is there nothing wrong?"

"I don't know, I guessed. I vaguely felt that Ling Lin was back again. The ghost is not dissipated, although it is indeed not entangled with our Mr. Sheng now.

However, it's like knocking on me.

It's not surprising that Dong Qingcheng feels this way.

It has been almost half a month since Ling Lin left. When she left, she was forcibly taken away by Ling Feng. And she also cut her wrists and made herself like that.

Fang Hongsheng didn't respond to the previous time.

However, recently, Fang Hongsheng wanted to find Ling Lin. Dong Qingcheng felt that if Ling Lin did not take the initiative to hook up with Fang Hongsheng, how could Fang Hongsheng care so much about a person with no sound?

Even if you care, but if you really don't know any news, how can Fang Hongsheng know where to find the world?

Therefore, Dong Qingcheng suspected that Ling Lin must have contacted Fang Hongsheng behind his back. And what did Fang Hongsheng instigate?

And the purpose, Dong Qingcheng suspected that it was still Sheng Tianling!

This woman is so stubborn that she will not be willing to fall here. I must still think about getting up from here.

"Qingcheng, won't you think too much? Haven't people been away for so many days? How can they come back? You must think too much. Don't think too much during pregnancy.

Lan Weiwei solemnly reminded.

Dong Qingcheng nodded as if she was thinking too much.

Anyway, it's useless for her to guess now.

Even if Ling Lin really sneaked back, she had to see someone before she could come to a conclusion, right? It's too early for her to say anything now, and there is no evidence.

With the cover of Fang Hongsheng, Dong Qingcheng can't do anything.

Let's take care of the things in front of us first. We can't let the rumors continue.

Back to Moore Manor, Lan Weiwei intuitively opened the refrigerator door and looked for food from it.

"Hey, it's true, everything. Your Mr. Sheng really has nothing to say to you.

Lan Weiwei was very satisfied. Speaking of which, she really hasn't cooked for a long time. Let's not talk about cooking skills. Anyway, seeing so many materials, Lan Weiwei is very confident that she can make rich and delicious dishes.

As for whether it suits Dong Qingcheng's appetite, she can't guarantee this.

You know, it's not easy for her daughter.

After learning for a long time, I have made a little success in cooking. At the beginning, it was still for the night white clothes, otherwise, she still can't cook.

"That's Mr. Sheng, Wen Tao, what is the next kitchen? His craftsmanship is so good that you have never had a chance to eat it.

When it comes to Sheng Tianling, Dong Qingcheng always looks happy and proud.

"Oc well, Mr. Sheng is so powerful. Don't you still want to eat my cooking now? Hahaha, by the way, your Mr. Sheng can't sleep with you tonight, and you have to beg me.

Thinking, Lan Weiwei seemed to see some baby and was happy to die.

It's a rare opportunity to see Dong Qingcheng being choked.

Dong Qingcheng silently put down his bag and then walked to the living room silently.

I walked in a hurry in the morning without opening the curtains in the living room, and the light seemed a little dark. Dong Qingcheng was not in the mood to open the curtains, so he directly touched the sofa and went to find the remote control to turn on the light.

Just as she sat on the sofa, suddenly, Dong Qingcheng realized that her buttocks seemed to be sitting on something hard... or two...

"Oh, hello!"

This sudden cry scared Dong Qingcheng to jump up from the sofa.

"Come on." Dong Qingcheng thought that there was a thief in his home, or someone broke in. He shouted in panic, but in a few seconds, more than a dozen people heard Dong Qingcheng's scream and came to the living room.

Lan Weiwei was also busy running over: "What's the matter? What's the matter?" Lan Weiwei held two knives in her hand and saw the panicked Dong Qingcheng pointing to the sofa and was about to cut it.

"Ah, girl, no, it's me, it's me, I'm Grandpa."

The old man quickly lifted the thin blanket and showed his head.

The old man has a bad habit of sleeping. When he falls asleep, he will cover his head with a cup. And he doesn't like light, so the darkest thing in the cup can make him sleep comfortably.

"Dunpa?" Dong Qingcheng was immediately stunned.

Isn't this the voice of Grandpa Sheng Tianling?

It's just that why is the old man here? Who gave him the key? Besides, why did you sleep on the sofa?

A series of questions flashed in Dong Qingcheng's mind.

So, just now, she accidentally sat on the old man's foot?

"It's me, it's me, I'm Grandpa." The old man looked at Dong Qingcheng with a smile.

At this moment, a bodyguard has turned on the light.

The old man stood there with a smile, and a pair of phoenix eyes narrowed into a crack.

"Dun, why are you here?"

Moreover, the old man didn't tell her in advance. Really, it was almost scared to death.

It has not been peaceful recently. Dong Qingcheng thought it was someone else and broke into the house.

The old man said to Dong Qingcheng with a smile, "Isn't this my grandson on a business trip? I'm afraid that you'll be afraid at home and come and be your bodyguard." With that, the old man's eyes slipped around more than a dozen bodyguards around him.

Suddenly, he shouted sharply, "A bunch of bastards, get out of here. Why, when I'm a thief?"

There is absolute majesty in that voice. Dong Qingcheng was shocked at that time, but fortunately, she was used to it. Last time she went to the place where the old man lived, she knew that the old man was not simple.

The dozen bodyguards also retreated quickly and stuck to their posts.

The old man's eyes narrowed and swept the left and right kitchen knives in Lan Weiwei's hand, and said with a smile, "What kind of knife is the girl playing with? It's easy to cut her hand. Hurry up and put it in the kitchen."

The voice at this moment is so gentle.

It's completely different from the bodyguard just now.

The sigh in Dong Qingcheng's heart, the speed of face change is really unmatched.

"Ha, yes, yes!"

Lan Weiwei has never seen such a domineering old man. Fortunately, the old man spoke gently to her. If he was like scolding others, Lan Weiwei could immediately throw the knife to the ground. It's terrible, isn't it?

She is a female demon, but in the old man, that's not the devil's temperament, that's completely... bloodthirsty temperament!

Compared with Lan Weiwei's tough personality, I don't know how much higher it is.

"Dunpa, there are so many people watching here. It's okay."

How dares Dong Qingcheng come to be a bodyguard in person? Moreover, although she has a lot of rooms here. However, only the master bedroom has a bed. Is it possible that if the old man refuses to go back at night, will he really let him sleep on the sofa?

"Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case, right? With my old man here for you, you can rest assured and boldly. No one dares to come.

This...

Dong Qingcheng is worried about whether anyone dares to do something.

The key is that the old man is here, and she and Lan Weiwei are afraid to stay at home.

The old man's aura, people who have not been trained, are afraid!

Dong Qingcheng thought that he still had to persuade the old man to go back. Otherwise, she will not be used to living with Lan Weiwei at night.

"Dunpa, how can you be my bodyguard here at such an old age? Go back and I'll ask the driver to see you off, okay?

Dong Qingcheng has no other excuse, only this is what he can say.

Because she can't tell the truth. In that case, how much it will hurt the old man's heart.

"Hey, you girl, don't you like me when I'm old? Let me tell you, I'm not young, but even if you were more than ten people just now, you may not be able to do anything about me, you know?

Dong Qingcheng couldn't help trembling. The old man was really... too strong.

"Dunpa, in fact, I want to tell you that there is only one bedroom here. I can't watch you sleep on the sofa. If I give you the bedroom, my best friend and I can't sleep on the sofa. So, Grandpa, really, you don't have to worry. Don't worry, these people are all from you. It's okay!"

Dong Qingcheng tried his best to convince the old man, but the old man was not so easy to persuade.

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. My old man is in good health. It doesn't matter if he sleeps on the sofa. Don't worry, my grandson has been on a business trip for the past few days, and I will be your bodyguard in person.

The old man made Dong Qingcheng speechless. What kind of excuse should he find?

At this moment, Lan Weiwei also put the kitchen knife back and pulled the corner of Dong Qingcheng's clothes with a smile.

The subtext is: Such a powerful old man, don't let him stay here, otherwise, I can't stay!

Dong Qingcheng and Lan Weiwei's best friend for many years. Of course, they know what Lan Weiwei means by pulling the corners of her clothes at this moment.

So, Dong Qingcheng said again, " Grandpa, in fact, it's not convenient for you to sleep in this living room!"

Dong Qingcheng finally found such an excuse. How could he know the old man's answer, but he almost vomited blood...