Marriage Scheming 1: The Mysterious Husband Does Not Meet

Chapter 159

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Soon, the security department provided information, and the company's cleaner Kobayashi left without saying goodbye that day.

Leng Yanyang leaned on the office chair and contacted Lei Tingen, "Tingen, send someone to guard every ATM, every bank, and airport terminal, and try to find me the cleaner Xiaolin of Qisheng. I have posted her picture. To your mailbox."

The second call: "Finance, go to the bank to check Xiaolin's account immediately to see if there has been a large sum of money in the account recently."

He wondered, Xiaolin is just a cleaner, and the only one who has no grievances and no grudges, he must be instigated by others to do so.

The speed of the financial inquiry was quite fast, and there was an immediate reply, "President, Kobayashi's account is not recorded."

Leng Yan sneered, his opponent was quite cunning, and he didn't want to keep any clues. However, he was not worried that Kobayashi would not be as smart as his opponent.

An hour later, Lei Tingen replied, "Leng Yan, Xiao Lin found it, and cashed the check at the Eastern Branch."

"Oh? Whose signature is the check?" Leng Yan smiled triumphantly.

"This... is yours..." Lei Tingen almost smiled.

Leng Yan was stunned, it seems that his opponent is indeed a master!

"However, it is a forged signature, and it is estimated that I won't be able to redeem it when I get it at the bank." Lei Tingen could fully guess Leng Yan's expression, explained with a smile, and added, "It looks like your character!"

"Is Xiao Lin in your hands?" Leng Yan was dissatisfied with his ridicule.

"Yes, isn't it waiting for you to show it? How to deal with it?"

"Exercising a confession! Need to ask? When did you Lei Erlang become stupid?" Leng Yan laughed.

"Didn't I pay special attention to your business? I'm afraid that it will make you unhappy if you don't do it well. Okay, to force a confession, this is what I do best!" Lei Tingen hung up the phone.

Leng Yan dialed the phone with his finger, his mind was full of thoughts, the phone was spinning in his palm, and the silver-gray edge was shining in the sun.

"Thank you", there was a knock on the door, he put down his phone, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The only one who walked in with a smile, "Yan, the security guard who Lei Tingen threw at our house just now called me and said that Zeng's mother went around the house and they want to report to you that your phone is always busy. Who do you call? What?"

He shuddered slightly, "Really? Go, go home quickly!"

Back in the spring, he left the only person in the car, ordered Lei Tingen's people to protect her around the car, and brought a few people into the house.

The moment he opened the door, he was stunned. There was just a large fruit basket and some nutrients at home, nothing else.

"She brought these?" Leng Yan asked the bodyguard behind him.

"Yes! There was another woman who came with her, saying that she was visiting the lady. I didn't let them in, they said they just put these things down and left, and I called you."

Leng Yan flipped through the fruit, but found nothing unusual.

Because he was not assured that he was alone in the car, he returned to the car. The only one who was very concerned asked, "What the hell happened?"

"It's okay!" He didn't want to bring tension to the only one, and smiled lightly, "I'm so hungry, how about going to eat something first?"

"Okay!" The only smile, "It just so happens that your son is also hungry!"

Passing through a supermarket, the only thing that suddenly wanted to eat fruit was, "Yan, let's go buy some fruit, I'm thirsty!"

"Alright, I heard that pregnant women eat more fruits, and the baby's skin is good!" Leng Yan parked the car on the side of the road and took her into the supermarket.

Although the only abdomen is still flat, Leng Yan has forced her to put on maternity clothes, and the only repeated objection is invalid. Leng Yan’s reasons are very good. First, put a label to show that she is a mother-to-be, and others will not. Give her another idea; second, it will help your baby grow healthily and freely.

Therefore, the only thing basically is to sign documents while wearing maternity clothes. Of course, no one dares to look at her with strange eyes. At present, she is completely like a happy little mommy holding Leng Yan's arm.

In the fruit section, the salesperson also enthusiastically introduced her to fruits suitable for pregnant women.

The only one pointed to the longan, "Yan, I want to eat that."

"Okay, say what you want to eat and ask them to wrap it up." Leng Yan held her waist.

The salesperson waved to them, "No, sir, madam, don't eat this mother-to-be. If you eat too much, you will get miscarriage easily."

There was a flash of light in Leng Yan’s mind, and there were a lot of longans in the basket of fruit sent by Zeng’s mother...

Could it be...? His eyebrows are deeply tangled, don't be so cruel!

"Yan? What's the matter?" The only thing that noticed his abnormality.

He looked at him, "No, no, you, you have to be careful about eating in the future! First ask the doctor, what can be eaten and what can't be eaten, it's dangerous today!"

"Yes! Yes!" The only tongue stuck out.

While talking, Leng Yan's cell phone rang, and Lei Tingen's forced confession seemed to have news.

"Leng Yan, Xiaolin confessed that your ex-wife forced her to do this!"

"Got it!" He hung up in a hurry, carrying the only selected fruit, and hurried out of the supermarket and got on the bus.

After sending the only one in the car, she left a few bodyguards for her, "One, I have to do something temporarily. You should go back to the company first, and don’t go around until I come back. Also, you, madam, leave it to you. Do not let me down."

"Yes!" The bodyguards did not dare to be careless.

"And you," he pointed to the other bodyguards, "You go back to the company and see if the vice president is in the company. If you are there, take the vice president back to the old house. Remember, no matter what you use, you must get her back. ."

(End of this chapter)