Chapter 332: The Shura Field of the Wealthy Wife (48)
Thinking of Qi Yan looking for Fu Yue like crazy in the past few days, Adjutant Li had an absurd idea flashing through his mind.
He couldn't believe it: "The young marshal is suspicious, the person in the school now is Madame?" ”
The tone stumbled.
The man did not reply, his eyebrows lowered, and he let the pen in his hand make a large ink blot on the paper.
Frowning and tearing the page, Qi Yan's movements were slow, elegant and cold.
The paper was torn off, and the sound it made in this huge study was particularly harsh, lining the man's gloomy face, which made people shudder.
He coldly gave an order, "Prepare the car and go to Bailu Academy." ”
Adjutant Li nodded.
He silently lit a piece of wax for Fu Yue in his heart.
*
Night falls.
The scenery outside the car window turned black, and only a thick and heavy cloud could be seen in the distance, as if it would not be long before it began to rain.
Autumn is getting stronger and the weather is getting cooler.
In the night, a car shuttles by, and the dazzling high beams break the calm night.
The entrance of Bailu Academy.
Qi Ash's car was stopped. The new security guard was a dead brain, and he wouldn't let him go. In the middle of the night, a phone call was made to the principal, who was already sleeping soundly.
The headmaster, who was holding back the fire in his belly: "Who! ”
A low-magnetic and clear male voice sounded, "I'm Qi Ash." ”
It's just four words.
After the headmaster's sleep in a daze, his mind went through again, and then, instantly woke up. He almost dropped the phone in his hand, and said tremblingly: "Qi, Young Marshal Qi, why did you call?" ”
Qi Yan said succinctly: "I was about to enter Bailu Academy, but I was stopped by the security guard at the door. ”
The principal smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, Young Marshal Qi, can you give the phone to that kid, I'll teach him a lesson." ”
The security guard, who was stunned by the second attribute, took the phone, and then was scolded by the head and face, "Lin Jueming, you are looking for death, do you know who you stopped?" He's Young Marshal Qi, you won't let me go......"
was scolded by his uncle, and the security guard hesitated to let Qi Yan's car pass.
*
The rain was pouring down, not big, but very dense, and the rain hit the person, and soon soaked into the clothes, and the car stopped under the dormitory building.
The door is opened.
A pair of feet in military boots stretched out and stepped on the ground, and then there were long, slender and straight legs, and the belt around the waist of the young officer, which flashed in the darkness of the night.
Spread out the black umbrella.
Holding the handle of the umbrella is a hand with snow-white gloves, slender and beautifully lined.
Before coming, Adjutant Li had already told Qi Yan all the dormitory building and dormitory number where Fu Yue lived, and he remembered it very clearly.
The man's steps are fast.
Walking into the dormitory building, he took the umbrella, then handed it to Adjutant Li, who was following him, and said lightly: "You don't have to come in." ”
Adjutant Li nodded yes.
*
Fu Yue who stayed in his dormitory.
She had just taken a shower, was wearing a thin pajamas, and was lying on the bed with her head up, taking a book of joy.
Suddenly, there was a regular knock on the door outside.
No more, no less, exactly three times.
Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, and then a question appeared in his mind.
Who would knock on her door at this time?
She hurriedly turned over, took a coat and put it on, and then moved to the door in small steps, across the dormitory door, her delicate face was a little jealous, and asked coldly, "Who is it?" ”