[MTL] Scum Attack Spoiled Husband [dressing book]

Chapter 62

Cui Linqing returned to Gu Xuanlang's office building again. He endured the cold wind and paced downstairs. He once heard from other employees that Lang Qinghe and Gu Xuanlang worked in the same office. If he wanted to find something from Lang Qinghe now, he must meet Gu Xuanlang, and Gu Xuanlang's mind would definitely Finding his purpose, he stood outside the door and thought about it and gave up what he had just thought.

Cui Linqing could only try another method according to his friend's tips. He didn't want to help his friend do this. If this thing was done, it would be too disgusting, so he repeatedly refused his friend, but his friend kept calling him. He was very hesitant and annoyed until Today, Gu Xuanlang didn't show any mercy to himself, so he didn't have to worry about that!

His good friend grew up with Lang Qinghe. He knew Lang Qinghe's usual creative habits very well. He followed his friend's tips to the corner of the farm's most remote place, the farm grazing area.

I accidentally found a small tree house there, and the chimney on the roof was still smoking. At a glance, I knew that there was someone in the house. Unlike other tree houses for tourists, this tree house was covered with transparent tempered glass on all sides, and the furnishings inside were clear.

"I didn't expect that Lin Siyun, a fool, would have time to do something." Cui Linqing saw the Lang Qinghe sitting in front of the drawing board and painting carefully. The light of hatred in his eyes was like a spark in the field, which instantly lit his eyes. He held his breath to explore the surroundings and found that there was no monitoring around him, so he walked towards the tree house again. After a careful exploration, he found that there was no place except Lang Qinghe. There were other people, who hid in the bushes next to him regardless of the cold at this time, quietly observing every move inside.

I don't know how long it took. Cui Linqing felt that he was about to freeze into a popsicle, and his father also called himself during this period to let himself go back quickly, saying that he could not cause trouble to his benefactor's family. He also said that his practice was immoral. He was too lazy to talk too much nonsense with his father and hung up without saying a word. On the phone, he returned to Lang Qinghe's small tree house and squatted in front of the small tree house.

About in the afternoon, Lang Qinghe answered a phone call and hurriedly left the tree house. After Cui Linqing confirmed that Lang Qinghe had left completely, he came out of the bushes. He stood outside the door and pry open the door of the tree house with the lock-locking tool he had just prepared.

Because of the last experience, when he entered the room, he covered his face with a hood and went straight to Lang Qinghe's studio. He turned over all the paintings of Lang Qinghe and found that there was nothing his friends needed. He focused on the laptop on the coffee table next to him, and he opened it. The document finally found what it needed.

"Don't blame me too much, Lang Qinghe. If you want to blame yourself, blame yourself!" Cui Linqing said a word silently in his heart, and then fled Lang Qinghe's tree house in a panic with his mobile phone.

Cui Linqing, who was able to get it, did not hesitate to pack up his things and left the sunny farm. In the taxi, he hummed and dialed his friend's phone. After hearing the gloomy voice of his friend, he couldn't help laughing, "Lin Siyun? Where are you? I'll come to you."

"I've moved again. I haven't found a good job recently. My mother has almost spent all the money she gave me. I can't afford to live in the previous house. Now I live in a mixed house. It's noisy there. I don't have any inspiration to design architecture at all. If it goes on like this, I really won't have a chance!" Lin Siyun scolded his roommate on the phone, and then focused on Cui Linqing. He recalled Cui Linqing's words, and then he reacted and asked, "What are you coming to me for?" Why aren't you on the farm? Did you decide to do that for me?"