MTL - Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye-Chapter 67 Lang Li

"Mrs.?" The bodyguards who followed saw her go and asked.

Deng Jingjing pointed at the girl: "Go check her."

She was so familiar with that string of bracelets that she bought them abroad during the New Year. I bought two at that time, originally for my daughter Lang Jie, but Lang Jie didn't like that style.

Deng Jingjing brought it back, and later forgot about it. Of course, she can't think that this girl has anything to do with Lang Li just by a bracelet. But the place where the girl's bracelet was hooked was prominent. It was Lang Jie who accidentally made it like this, only one in the world.

"Madam." A few days later, the bodyguard put the information from the investigation in front of her. "That girl ... and lord."

The bodyguard didn't dare to say a word.

What else did Deng Jingjing not understand, slowly pick it up. Looking page by page, there is a picture of the girl in the middle.

Young and energetic, beautiful face and graceful figure ...

"Lang Li!" She gritted her teeth and pushed everything on the table to the ground. "How can you ... how can you!"

She tore the photo a few times, and the pieces spattered to the ground. Into pieces of broken human faces, exuding a bit of horror and weird breath.

"Mrs." The bodyguard was from Deng Jingjing's mother's house, and naturally considered for her. "Let's talk to this girl?"

Deng Jingjing looked desperate, then slowly became cold: "No need to talk, there is one, there is the second, and the third."

Now that her family has stepped down, she has lost her dependence.

"It never happened." She explained to the bodyguard. "No one can tell anyone, you know?"

Lang Ruoxian met Lang Li when he came home at night, and the father and son seldom entered the door together, so the aunt made a few side dishes and drank a few drinks.

"Dad is in a good spirit lately." Lang Ruoxian poured a glass of wine for Lang Li. "What are you happy about?"

Lang Li touched his chin: "Is it so obvious?"

"Everybody is happy when they are in a happy event, and they are just what you are now." Lang Ruoxian smiled. "That ’s why I asked you if you encountered something happy."

"What can I be happy about." Lang Li took a sip. "The company is all taking care of you. I have no pressure, I can rest well without pressure. This person is just rested in a natural spirit!"

Lang Ruoxian thought of saying, "Yes, dad, my aunt went to the company before, and misunderstood me to exclude her. Later, I showed her a plan, and then I said the misunderstanding."

"Well, I know." Lang Li raised his glass and paused in the air. "You don't need to worry about her. Those people she used to deal with the government, now, they are not needed."

A man near the age of fifty scratched his aisle on his face, but it still didn't affect his still-looking face. Coupled with life experience and identity, it's no wonder that those little girls kept rushing up.

Lang Ruoxian lowered his head and lowered the glass, covering his eyes with ridicule. His voice was a pity: "I understand Dad's meaning. Someone said before that the aunt's person is not capable. Let's take a look ...

"Anyway, she's your aunt too." Lang Li looked at the son, and although he didn't have much licking calves, he was very pleased to see him so outstanding.

But ... Deng Jingjing stayed in the company, let her and Ruoxian restrain each other, and also settle down for themselves. Thinking of the little girl who was together recently, Lang Li felt that his whole body was boiling.

"It's not early." He stood up. "I also made an appointment to play cards."

Lang Ruoxian sent him to the door: "Dad, you still have to pay attention to your body, it's not good to stay up late."

"I have my own measure!" Lang Li got into the car.

Watching the car slowly leave the mansion, Lang Ruoxian turned around with the corner of his mouth. But when he saw Yan Yan standing at the door of the kitchen with a glass of water, his sleepy eyes made him feel that some places were clamoring ...

"I pour down a glass of water." Yan Yan felt that Lang Ruoxian's eyes were not right, not for himself. It was just the look of his dad when he left.

Clearly full of calculations.

"You ..." Yan Yan wanted to ask, but didn't have any position to ask. He shook his head. "It's okay, good night."

Lang Ruoxian quickly took a few steps to follow her: "How is the foundation?"

"Very well, Sister Chen will take me to meet her sister in a few days." Yan Yan began to say unknowingly, "Several of her friends are, um ... the kind who was hurt, as soon as we heard about us To be a foundation like this is particularly positive. "

"I think they are lucky, and I am also very lucky. Although they have experienced injuries, at least now they have nothing to worry about. Many women have no money to fight lawsuits, have no money to see a doctor, and have no hope of living."

"The last time the woman was abused by her husband and lover, but she didn't know the police, she didn't know the self-protection. I want to find some experts in this area and go back and give a special lecture."

Yan Min paused and found out that he had reached the door of the room. She was a little uncomfortable: "Sorry, I'm too shy."

"No." Lang Ruoxian looked at her with a gentle look. "You are doing well. Do what you want. Come to me if you have any questions."

"Yes ... Fei Ying her husband." Yan Yan avoided the man's eyes and opened the door. "Good night, good night."

Lang Ruoxian made a fist in his hand, gave a cough in his mouth, turned and walked closer to the dark corridor, he sighed, he must control his emotions, in case someone frightens him away again, I am afraid he will not accept himself in the future.

"Didi Di ..." He received a text message on his cell phone.

"Master, Deng Jingjing secretly went to see Lang Li's lover this afternoon."

Deng Jingjing went into the cafe with a stomach fire, and a stylishly dressed woman with a delicate makeup waved at her by the window.

"Jingjing is here!"

Deng Jingjing dropped more than 100,000 bags on the table and sat down.

"See?" The woman obviously knew where she had gone, "how?"

"What can you do, goblin, a bitch." Deng Jingjing thought of the young, collagen-filled face and couldn't wait to get a knife and make a double stroke.

She drank a large mouthful of ice water: "Sister Liu, you said you wouldn't let me fight against the grass, what should I do now? Just watching the two adulterers and prostitutes cheating on me?"

"Of course not." Sister Liu nodded to the waiter and asked for a pot of tea, "Jingjing, you honestly say to your sister, do you still love your husband?"

Deng Jingjing opened her mouth and wanted to say no. But those couples of decades were not made in vain, how could they be cut off all at once.

"Look!" Sister Liu sighed. "He has betrayed you again and again, but you still don't give up."

"I ..." There was sadness in Deng Jingjing's eyes. "I don't know ..."

Sister Liu patted her hand: "then think again, today, sister will take you to a good place, take a break!"

The weather was getting hotter, and in June, summer came. The Lang's swimming pool was put into use, and Yan Yan's foundation began to make final preparations.

And the thing that made her most happy was that the bill was finally clear, and she began to say other things. On this day, she received a call from the old man, asking her to take the billow to the countryside for summer, and write the billowing name into the genealogies.

"I knew I would not go abroad and went to the countryside to play with you." Fei Ying complained when talking to her on the phone. The family of three lived with relatives abroad a few days ago.

As Yan Yan packed her things, she opened her handsfree. "I heard that it's very cool, but I don't know if I'm used to it."

"Relax, kids love the country and can run around."

The two chatted for a while, and someone knocked on the door.

"Yan Yan." It was Lang Hongyue's voice.

Yan Ye hung up the phone, and since Lang Jia's affairs, Lang Hongyue almost ignored her. Sure enough, when I opened the door, I saw Lang Hongyue hanging her face and handing her a bag of things.

"My dad's medicine, you take it." Yan Yan took over, "I see."

Lang Hongyue looked at her, suddenly suddenly gloating, "Dad asked Lang Ruoxian to accompany you, right?"

"……Yes."

"It will be lively." Lang Hongyue laughed. "Good luck!"

Yan Yan did not understand what she meant, but it was not a good thing anyway. On the day of departure, she stopped Lang Ruoxian, who was about to get on.

"Your company is so busy that you don't have to send it. You only need a driver and a bodyguard."

Lang Ruoxian thought to himself, are you so reluctant to stay with me ...

"I'm not with you. I'm going to see Grandpa. Some company matters need to be discussed with him." Lang Ruoxian lifted his leg into the car and sat on the child's chair, rolling out the door and getting excited.

He waved his little arm at him: "Uncle! Uncle!"

"I'm taking you out with my mom, are you upset?" Lang Ruoxian sat on the opposite side and felt the dull hair on his head.

The little guy nodded hard: "Like!"

In his eyes, like is to be happy, Yan Yan helplessly got into the car. Lang Hongyue's words always wandered around her head, for fear of any flood beast in the country.

"You okay." Lang Ruoxian thought she was motion sick.

Yan Yan thought for a while or asked him, "Is there any taboo on the side where the father lives?"

"No." Lang Ruoxian raised an eyebrow. "Are you scared?"

"... Of course I'm not afraid." Yan Yan waved her hand, forget it.

All she needs to do is protect her.

Langcha lived in a small water town. Most of the town's real estate was bought by the Lang family decades ago. Today, half of the town's people work for the Lang family.

"You just need to remember that there is a man named Lang Xing next to Grandpa. He and Grandpa are nominally masters and servants, but they are actually brothers. The old man not only gave him the Lang name, he was even mentioned in his will.

As he approached, Lang Ruoxian told Yan Yan: "Others don't matter, and they dare not do anything to you."

Yan Min silently read the name of Lang Xing several times, and when he reached the villa of the Lang family, he saw an old man in linen clothes standing at the gate.

"He is Lang Xing." Lang Ruoxian finished, and the door was pulled open.

The old man with good spirits looked at him happily: "Master is here!"

"Uncle Xing, I haven't seen you in a long time." Lang Ruoxian said faintly.

Lang Xing's eyes were on Yan Yan who came down, and the billowing in her arms.

"This is Grandma Er and Master Er!" He smiled and wrinkled, "Looks good! Come in now, Grandpa is anxious."