Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

Tang Nuan still ignored the paintings. After returning to the box, he asked to leave when the time was almost up.

"Ah? Are you leaving so soon?" Lin Nanxiang seemed to be having a good time with his classmates at this time, but he felt reluctant to leave.

Tang Nuanhua had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, "If you don't want to, you can stay for a while, I'll go now, there's still business at home."

Lin Nanxiang bit his lip, then nodded, "Okay, then you must pay attention to safety when you go home."

"Don't worry." Tang Nuan painted a faint smile.

Then she left the restaurant, walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi to go home.

Ten minutes later, Li Yuan.

The taxi stopped slowly at the door of Liyuan. After Tang Nuanhua got off the car and paid the driver, he turned and walked in. He didn't want to hit the door and hit Li's wife who was wearing an apron, as if she was cooking.

"Sister Li, why are you still busy if you don't go to rest so late?" Tang Nuan painted a little strange.

Sister Li turned her head when she heard the voice, and smiled at Tang Nuan painting, "Madam, isn’t it because the young master hasn’t come back yet? I just wanted to make him a midnight snack to save the time the young master came back and wanted to eat. ."

"By the way, Madam, should I make one for you too? I recently learned a little bit of the craft of making Yangchun noodles, and the servants at home said it was delicious." Li Sao enthusiastically recommended.

Tang Nuanhua hurriedly smiled and waved his hand, rubbing her hard belly, "No, I just came back from a meal, my belly is supported right now, where can I still eat?"

"The young lady, go up and rest first." Li Sao answered with a smile.

Tang Nuanhua nodded slightly and turned upstairs, but the moment she climbed the stairs, she suddenly felt something strange.

His eyes fell on the wall clock on the wall not far away. At this time, the inside of the wall clock was ticking, and the hour hand was clearly pointing to twelve o'clock.

It's late at night.

But Li Jingyi has not yet returned home.

Tang Nuanhua called Li Jingyi along the way, but there was no one to answer the call.

I don't know why, Tang Nuanhua vaguely had an ominous premonition in her heart, and then she suddenly widened her eyes as if thinking of something bad.

day!

Could something happen?

Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painted as if she had stepped on a landmine and ran away, but when she strode to the door, the sound of a slow car came from outside.

Then a cold shadow got out of the car under the moonlight, and then walked towards Tang Nuan's painting.

Even if he couldn't see the person's face clearly, Tang Nuan's painting could instantly recognize that this was Li Jingyi. Seeing him come back safely, her uneasy heart finally sank.

It was Li Jingyi. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the red wine on Tang Nuan's painting that had not yet dried on his shoulder. He almost thought it was blood stains, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you? Why is the wound on your shoulder cracked!"

"I'm fine."

Seeing his anxious appearance, Tang Nuan's heart warmed for no reason, and then softly explained, "This is the red wine that was accidentally spilled on the body when I went to a classmate meeting just now."

Li Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief, but there was an indescribable exhaustion in his voice, "It's fine if you are fine."

Tang Nuanhua nodded ignorantly, but felt that Li Jingyi was a little weird in his heart, so he couldn't help asking, "Jing Yi, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay." Li Jingyi said quietly.

Without waiting for Tang Nuanhua to ask again, the housekeeper Li Xiao came out of the kitchen and immediately greeted Li Jingyi enthusiastically, "Master, you are back. I made you some Yangchun noodles for supper. Don't try it?"

Hearing this, Li Jingyi seemed to think for a while, then nodded, "Come here."

"Good!" Aunt Li was so happy that she quickly turned and went into the kitchen, ready to bring out the Yangchun noodles she had just made.

Tang Nuan's paintings became stranger as he looked at them, "Jing Yi, didn't you not eat at night before?"

According to Li Jingyi's work and rest habits, he never eats midnight snacks at night, what happened today? Are you really so hungry?

What she didn't know was that Li Jingyi was busy dealing with emergencies in the company all day, which directly related to some of the company's relatively large projects, and the problems were still very difficult.

So apart from drinking water, Li Jingyi didn't eat at all in the whole day, and it was inevitable to feel hungry now.

Of course, Li Jingyi wouldn't let Tang Nuanhua know about these things. Knowing it would only increase worry.

Li Jingyi just raised the corners of his mouth gently, "You smell of alcohol, please go take a shower and clean it up. I don't want to sleep with a drunk at night."

"Where is that exaggeration?" Tang Nuan burst into a smile when he painted.

However, the drunkenness on her body was a bit heavy, and Tang Nuanhua had to turn upstairs to prepare to wash, but when she went up the stairs, her footsteps involuntarily slowed down.

Why, she always felt that Li Jingyi today gave people a gloomy feeling?

In the past, no matter how busy he was at work and no matter how many meetings in the company, Li Jingyi never worked overtime until this point in time. Could it be that he went out to socialize?

But Li Jingyi has always hated socializing, and he is clearly still faintly scented, with no smell of tobacco or alcohol.

Thinking of this, Tang Nuan's paintings became even more complicated, as if something was strange.

But since Li Jingyi didn't plan to tell himself, Tang Nuan didn't ask much about painting.

She just pretended to turn around and go to the bathroom, and then take off her clothes and take a bath as usual.

After putting out the water, Tang Nuan's painting soaked her whole body in a white bathtub filled with foam, with a hairband tied to her head, revealing her energetic forehead. After removing makeup, her face was more delicate than makeup. It's as smooth as a peeled egg.

But this exquisite face was frowning.

The uneasy feeling just now seemed to have taken root intangible in Tang Nuan's painting.

What happened?

Why is it so good, it feels like nothing is right? What's wrong in Tang Nuan's painting can't tell why, but it just feels a strange weirdness.

As if many things along the way have been disrupted, the dream comes to the present in the blink of an eye, and the memory is gradually blurred in the mind.

This feeling is as if a certain memory has been cut and repaired by herself, but something has been cut out unknowingly.

Yes, it just missed!

What is hidden in memory in the dark, seems to have been secretly followed by someone. Why is it so?