C71

Will he be back?

"Alright, it's not certain. It can only depend on your fate."

Ning Jin felt that he was being a little sentimental today. Perhaps it was because He Jia was just a layer of film that she gave everything she had to men she didn't love.

"Yes, send someone to keep an eye on her." He added one last sentence: "Investigate Ning Jin's background for me, and do it as soon as possible."

The sun was shining brightly outside, but the people inside the house were still having a bad time. They picked up their metal pens and swiveled them gently, occasionally emitting light as they scanned the surroundings, but did not see anyone else. Finally, they picked up the phone and said, "Find the young mistress."

"Yes."

If she knew that everything was done by her closest kin, what expression would she have when she cried? Surprise? Anger? He really wanted to know.

After some time, Leng Ning walked in, "Director Fu, the Young Madam is not here."

If not, then where did he go?

Just as he walked to the bottom of Fu's, the phone rang. Ning Jin stopped: What?

"Where are you?"

"I just went out again. I'm downstairs now."

He took the elevator to the top floor.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Upon entering, Fu Huayong's questioning voice sounded, but the voice was extremely alluring, causing her to lose her temper, "Didn't I see that you were working? That's why I didn't disturb you."

This excuse was not bad, but who would believe it?

Looking at this husband who had lived with him for a while, Ning Jin felt that he had never been able to see clearly. Initially, it was true that she loved to play with women, her smile would never reach her eyes.

"Let's get off work early today."

Ning Jin was surprised: "Why?"

Fu Huayong said indifferently: "I'm just notifying you." As for whether he agreed to it or not, it had nothing to do with her. He put on his jacket and directly walked out of the office with Ning Jin following behind his.

Neither of them spoke as they got in the car. She looked out the window and time passed. They got out at the entrance of a clothing store. The decorations were exquisite, so the price of the goods must have been the same.

"What are you doing here?"

Fu Huayong asked, "What's that?"

"Clothes."

Fu Huayong's mouth hooked up as he dragged Ning Jin's arm and walked in. She didn't know why had brought her here, but in this period of time, Fu Huayong had picked up no less than ten sets of clothes, making her feel like he was crippled. But seeing that Fu Huayong was filled with interest, it didn't seem to be polite.

"How is it?"

The girl in the mirror, was wearing a light purple chest and a long skirt that dragged along the floor. Her collarbone was tied around an iris, and her slender arm was rippling with ribbons, revealing a few pieces of immortal Qi. Her skirt was parted and forked down to the base of her thighs, and with a slight sway, her beautiful white legs were faintly discernable, tempting to commit a crime.

Looking up, the woman was surprised. Maybe she didn't know the limits of her charm.

"Satisfied?"

Fu Huayong stepped forward, his hands rested on his bare shoulders, her face pressed against his earlobes. He spoke a few words that were accompanied by heat, the temperature of the flames momentarily stunned her, and he reacted with embarrassment: "That, looks pretty, thank you." Upon closer inspection, his face was flushed.

But she still didn't know why he chose her clothes.

"It's good that you like it." Fu Huayong turned to the waiter and said: "This one."

"Yes, sir."

Coming out of the locker room and changing into his own clothes, "Why did you buy me clothes? Do you want me to accompany you to attend an identity wine party? "

That seemed to be the only reason.

Fu Huayong shook his head: "Not accompanying me, but accompanying you?"

Ning Jin frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't Chairman Ning want you to come home tonight?"

However, this was a feast, and there seemed to be no need for him to go through so much effort. It was like going to shit and changing into exquisite makeup.

In the darkness, one could not see the person's figure clearly, only his graceful posture allowed one to know the gender of the person, the distance was only half a meter, a big man stood there, but he did not step inside, but it was obvious that he was the person who placed his life on his pants, but after half a moment, the woman in the darkness spoke, "This time, if I succeed, there will be no one missing, but I failed …"

He laughed heartily. "Don't worry. As long as she comes, I will definitely tie you up."

Everything seemed to be in order.

"That's good. I hope it's not empty talk."

It was as if he had already seen the moment when the person in the darkness said proudly, "Ning Jin, I will definitely make you pay."

In the Ning Family Mansion.

As Ning Ping sat on the sofa, his sickness could be seen. When a woman sat beside him, the elegance and elegance in her eyes would cause others to feel disgusted with her, and even the smile on her lips would seem to be real.

"Hubby, are you sure that Ning Jin that girl will definitely come back?"

"I was afraid that she wouldn't come, so I called the Fu Clan. I'm afraid that even if she didn't come, she would still have made it." Ning Ping's confidence surfaced. Once his words fell, Ning Qian, who was seated opposite of him, scoffed, "Dad, why do you think you're wasting so much effort to get her to come home?"

"For some unknown reason, your elder sister went to the Fu's, so the position of vice president is empty. It's just that Fu Huayong has taken the position on his own, so I plan to let Ning Jin go, so you can go back."

Chen Li said, "Your dad is worried about you too. You have to make good use of this opportunity."

Ning Qian became more disdainful. She had never been weaker than that bitch, but her luck was not that good. From now on, she would step on her step by step.

"What are you thinking? Did you hear what I said? " Chen Li was unhappy and waved her hand in front of Ning Qian, who reacted: "Mom knows." She will take back everything that belongs to me.