Chapter 0150 Wu Lan's invitation sent Zhou Tengyun to the company. As long as he was not ready to go out, Shang Yang would do nothing, but he wasted his years without any advantage. At least no one regarded him as a simple driver. Over time, he might become friends or as a connection. He should not form a small circle while resting, and it is still necessary to say hello when he sees people.

Strictly speaking, the driver is not a company staff member. It does not involve work tasks or workloads. You only need to send the boss to a designated location safely. Like Shang Yang, he acts as a half-bodyguard. When the boss inspects, he needs to follow the crowd, pay attention to the dynamics at any time, and rush up as soon as possible.

The rest of the time I spent the car racing, washing cars, maintaining and so on.

In fact, through today's short contact, Shang Yang could clearly feel that Zhou Tengyun did not have to keep himself by his side, it was very likely because of some unspeakable difficulties! Yes, this word is very appropriate. If possible, he would continue to keep the original driver by his side instead of asking for himself.

Because Zhou Tengyun accidentally called him the original driver's name.

Shang Yang didn't care too much about this. He was not as good as a newcomer. Even the driver and the boss needed a period of running-in. Shang Yang would not resign after learning about this. Escape was a coward. He now had the "defense" to keep himself by his side. Then one day he was willing and could not live without himself.

"Dingling"

She came out with a bucket and was about to wipe the car slowly rang. She put down the bucket and took out the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. Several identical numbers indicate that the identity of the owner on the other side of the phone was extraordinary.

"Hello"

He answered the phone and thought he was Zhou Tengyun's partner, and wanted to find Zhou Tengyun's whereabouts from him, or wanted to find Zhou Tengyun through himself.

"Where are you"

A cold female voice came from the other side of the phone.

Hearing this sound, Shang Yang had goose bumps all over his body again. Although he had only heard a few words, the sound was enough for him to forget for a long time. The cursing and vicious words at the top of his lungs, and more importantly, she stood in the glass window and stared at her eyes.

This person is not someone else.

It is Zhou Tengyun’s original wife: Wu Lan!

"Hello, Madam, what's wrong?"

He instinctively avoided this "mentally ill" patient. You should know how cruel it is to her husband publicly expressing his liking for another woman. Shang Yang is not easy to judge whether this matter is right or wrong, but his nature of seeking profit and avoiding harm makes him stay away from this woman.

"Just come to the villa, now, immediately, immediately"

Wu Lan did not go around the corner, her attitude was very tough and cold, and she had no feelings at all. She added: "You can choose not to come, but I have the ability to let you roll the bed and leave tomorrow. You choose whether to come or leave!"

Very domineering, extremely domineering.

Shang Yang frowned slightly, a little unhappy. What he hated the most in his life was that others threatened him. Li Nian, a girl as arrogant as he had never dared to threaten. As for Chen Yutong, he could only use tears.

He was silent and said again on the other side of the phone.

"You can choose to report to Zhou Tengyun, but I advise you not to tell him, because this is a private matter!"

"good!"

Shang Yang agreed after a brief silence, and the word "private affairs" made him find a reason, but in fact he was also wondering why she stopped talking when she saw her on the stairs.

Why are you standing in the glass window looking straight at yourself?

Find out the reasons behind this and whether Zhou Tengyun will be involved

After thinking about it, there should be no such thing between the two.

He picked up the phone and called Zhou Tengyun's secretary. The secretary was an intellectual in his thirties who graduated from a prestigious university. When asked about his itinerary today, he learned that he had no plans to go out for the time being, so he put his heart down and had to do his job well at any time. This is his attitude.

Since it doesn't delay my job, it takes fifteen minutes to get from here to villa, half an hour to go back and forth, and to find out the truth, one hour is enough.

I didn’t drive, and I couldn’t use it for private matters on public buses, so I called a taxi.

The guard at the entrance of the villa area already knew him and he was released without any obstruction.

When he stood at the door of the villa again, looking at the two-story building, he had to be cautious in his heart.

Because he suspected that the woman was mentally ill.

I walked towards the door of the villa step by step, raised my hand and pressed the doorbell. After a few sounds, no one opened the door. When I came this morning, I noticed that there was breakfast on the dining table in the dining room. Although I didn’t see the nanny, the relationship between the couple seemed to not involve who could make breakfast for whom, so there must be a nanny.

There are others in the villa, which is another reason that supports him to come.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, no one opened the door. He raised his hand and placed it on the door. He pulled it tentatively, and opened it. He walked in slowly. The villa was quiet. Even in broad daylight, it felt very strange, and it was related to the furniture in his home.

In theory, villa decoration generally adopts European style, grand and warm colors.

There are few decorations here, and no flowers and plants are planted. The walls are white and the floors are dark gray tiles. If large furniture such as sofas and coffee tables are moved out, it is no different from an empty house.

"I'm upstairs, come up!"

The cold sound rang again, probably because he heard the sound of the door opening and stood at the entrance of the stairs to give orders.

"Ahem..."

Shang Yang deliberately coughed twice, trying to cough out the third person in the house and the nanny, but he found that the doorbell had not even appeared, so he naturally could not show up now.

He didn't go up and said seriously: "Mrs. Zhou asked me for anything, just say it. Xiao Shang listened downstairs with a gentle ear!"

He couldn't go up, there was a living area downstairs, and it felt awkward to go upstairs.

Wu Lan's disdainful voice came from upstairs: "I am afraid that I, a living widow, will eat you."

"There is no one at home. The nanny goes out to buy vegetables and it will take two hours to come back. Come up. It's no different from standing on the first floor and coming upstairs!"

I can’t see people, but only hear sounds, which makes Shang Yang feel even more awkward.

But it was strange that he wouldn't really go up according to her inducement. He always felt that this scene had happened somewhere, and it seemed familiar, but no matter how you think about it, it wasn't that the memory was poor, but that he was very sure that this scene did not happen in reality, as if it was directly reflected in his mind.

"Mrs. Zhou has any instructions to say directly. Xiao Shang should do his best!"

"Since you don't come up, I'll go down!"

Wu Lan, who had always been tough, miraculously did not continue to order and threaten. As she finished speaking, there were indeed footsteps coming from the stairs. She was going downstairs, with footsteps not being too fast or slow, very rhythmic.

Shang Yang looked up at the stairs.

I was still thinking in my heart: what might exist between me and her, I might not know what I might not know.

The intersection of

Otherwise she would have no reason to threaten.

There is no reason to call myself here.

"clatter…"

Another sound of footsteps landing, crisp and harsh, and one of her feet had already fallen into her eyes.

Shang Yang couldn't help but straighten his chest and deal with private matters. She was no longer a pure boss lady, so she naturally didn't have to put her posture to the lowest point.

However.

The next second.

He became stunned and turned around in an instant, no longer looking up the stairs.

He said with a little anger: "Madam Zhou, please...be careful to cover it!"

"hehe…"

Wu Lan smiled, and she was a little haggard and numb. She did not block it according to Shang Yang's words, but continued to go downstairs step by step.

The woman at this time was completely different from the shrew I saw this morning.

She should have taken a shower, put on makeup, and her hair was deliberately combed.

Without being sloppy, it is undoubtedly a sign of the temperament that a noble lady should have.

But her clothes are really silent. She is wearing only two fig leafs to cover special parts. It is not a common style. It is a black gauze gown on the outside. The transparency factor is much greater than the hiding factor, and the temptation provided is also much greater than the hiding factor.

What is she going to do?

Shang Yang originally thought she was just a shrew, and maybe had some mental problems, but now it seems that this is not the case, because mentally ill patients will not have continuous movements and thinking, and they will threaten by calling themselves, even now, everything is considered good.

Listen to the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Shang Yang's voice suddenly became cold and he said, "Mrs. Zhou, I think you are not suitable for discussing problems now, so take a step first!"

After saying that, he quickly walked towards the door.

"Don't worry, you're so fast"

Zhou Lan's voice suddenly changed. It was a sound that could only be made from the mouth of a mature woman. It was no longer as simple as temptation, and it was a sign of a volcanic eruption.

"Bang!"

Shang Yang walked to the door, raised his hand and pushed it, but found that he could not push it.

"Have you heard of remote control?"

Zhou Lan's voice sounded again, and she couldn't hide her pride in her words. She completely walked down the stairs and stood in front of Shang Yang in front of her outfit without any embarrassment. She walked down the stairs and sat on the sofa.

From an objective perspective.

Zhou Lan's figure can only be described as rich, and her appearance is not very beautiful.

But people have ignored one thing. She looks like a middle-aged woman, but in essence it is far from it. In this era when a 60-year-old aunt can still become a "age-freezing goddess", if she had not been tortured by life and gave up on herself, if she deliberately took care of herself, she would be the legendary young woman and noble lady.

You know, Zhou Tengyun is just for not confused this year.

She is a few years younger than Zhou Tengyun!

Even if it is not the legendary charming nation, it will become a famous socialite that everyone praises.

"Give up, the electromagnetic system cannot be opened at all, and the windows are also locked..."

Wu Lan stretched her legs and said lazily: "I asked you to come here because I wanted to tell you a story. After listening to the story, it is up to you to leave or stay. I will never force you."

"Swish"

Shang Yang, who was standing at the door, suddenly turned his head and stared at Wu Lan who was almost lying on the sofa and putting her calf on the coffee table, with her eyes wide open.

Gritting his teeth, "Stupid girl!"
Chapter completed!