Chapter 313 (1/2)

This time it was Wei Sheng's turn to raise his eyebrows in surprise, ”Bao Yuya?”

When dealing with Li Xianzong, Wei Sheng could not have known who Li Xianzong's wife was. Bao Yuya, a woman who was said to be a charming young woman in her thirties, earned some attention for Li Xianzong by virtue of her beautiful appearance.

If she remembers correctly, Yang Fan will be 25-6 years old. How can she get on with Bao Yuya?

Wei Sheng doesn't discriminate against sibling love, but Bao Yuya was Li Xianzong's wife after all, and Yangfan was just a driver of Li Xianzong's motorcade. Their identities and ages differ greatly. Wei Sheng had thought that Yangfan might have been bought by Yan Baiqing secretly, which was more bizarre than by Huahui. However, Wei Sheng did not expect that Yangfan was actually with Li Xianzong Wen Miao's mother is together.

After all, whether Li Wenmiao worships or likes Yangfan, the little girl always has some unusual feelings for Yangfan.

”You go back to rest first.” Wei Sheng thinks that this matter still needs to be considered for a long time. Now that there are too few people around him, since he wants to use the sails, this matter has to be handled properly.

When he opened the door and left, he collided with Cyril, who was standing at the door. The former left in a hurry with shame, while the latter peeped into the room. When he saw Wei Sheng, he came in with a smile and said, ”Hi!”

With a single greeting, Cyril rubbed her hands awkwardly and looked at the furnishings.

It turned out that just after the battle, Wei Sheng and others wanted to go back to the hotel with the tour group, so they left an address for Cyril to find out by himself tonight or tomorrow morning.

After returning home, Cyril was already restless. Thinking that he would offend Cody to death, he was afraid that Wei Sheng and his party would leave. Unfortunately, it was his own, so he rushed to the door.

But for now, he doesn't know how to ask for asylum.

”Wait a minute.”

Cyril is hesitating, see Wei Sheng from his trouser pocket out of the mobile phone, standing by the window dialing a phone, ”it's me, Cyril is right next to me now.”

With these words, Wei Sheng smiles and hands the mobile phone to Cyril. The latter looks at the mobile phone without keyboard and full screen in her hand in surprise. The call picture displayed on it has a strong sense of high technology, and it can be seen that the resolution of the picture is very high, even clearer than his brain.

”Me?” Cyril pointed to the tip of his nose.

Wei Sheng nodded and laughed, ”remember what I said to you before. Don't be scared. Don't break the phone.” With that, Cyril had already taken over the phone suspiciously, holding the cell phone in both hands and carefully placing it in his ear.

Wei Sheng leaned against the window sill with her chest. She believed that Cyril had a way to make Cyril believe that he was Cyril

This word how to feel so tongue twister, Wei Sheng frown wry smile.

On the other end of the phone, Cyril raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Sheng suspiciously. Then his facial expression gradually turned into surprise, and the degree of surprise became more and more extensive.

”Oh! My God? how did you know? I've never told anyone about it! ” Cyril suddenly exclaimed, ”no, no, no! Unless you tell me the source code I wrote for the first time... ”