Rich Stunt Ex-husband [English translation] 豪门替身前夫

Chapter 108

It was already four or five in the afternoon, Tang Ling asked the driver in the park to take him outside the Xuanhua Chunshu, rang the doorbell, and Steward Ye came out.

"Master Tang, Master has gone to the company, are you here to find Master Yun?"

Tang Ling nodded vigorously.

The door opened and steward Ye brought him in, but the atmosphere in the main house was not good, and no one came out to greet him.

"Sorry, Young Master Tang, their father and son had a little quarrel just now, so the atmosphere at home is a bit heavy now. Master Yun is in the room, you can go directly to him."

"okay, I get it."

After steward Ye finished speaking, a phone rang in the direction of the study, and he went there.

As before, Tang Ling came to the door of Yun Xiao's room and knocked on his door.

There was no response inside.

"Yun Xiao, let's talk about it, whether it's going to college or marriage." He leaned over the sandalwood door, wanting to hear what Yun Xiao was doing in the room.

But no matter how Tang Ling yelled outside the door, he didn't respond, he doubted whether Yun Xiao was inside.

After several tossings, Tang Ling still didn't go in.

Standing in the corridor thinking for a long time, Tang Ling came to the outside of the house, bypassing the rockery and flowing water, and came under Yun Xiao's window.

The sky outside was getting darker and darker, and the rain accumulated in the clouds began to patter and fall, thunder and lightning flashed in the gray clouds, and the rain gradually increased.

If he climbs from here, it should be fine.

Tang Ling took off his sneakers and threw them aside, and then climbed up the window sill on the first floor. With his current height of 1.82 meters, he could reach the second floor, but it was a bit steep.

The big raindrops hit his face, and it was a bit difficult for him to wipe the rain from his eyes from time to time.

After finally raining outside for half an hour, he climbed onto the window sill of the room where Yun Xiao was, and tried his best to turn over and enter.

Fortunately, his windowsill was not locked, otherwise he would have to knock on the door here in the rain.

Tang Ling opened the door of the French window, and then gently stepped in. She stood still and twisted her clothes slightly. She entered without much rain.

Yun Xiao's room didn't even turn on the light, it was dark. The only highlight was his desk near the floor-to-ceiling window, with a few sheets of manuscript paper on it.

The retro bell at the end of the corridor rang at seven o'clock, resounding into the room, and the thunder and lightning flashed behind him with a tearing loud noise.

Tang Ling did not see Yun Xiao's figure in the light that went away in a flash.

Is he out?

His eyes returned to the drawing on Yun Xiao's desk. He wiped the rain to his heart, but he picked it up with some wet ground.

With the weak light of lightning, he vaguely saw the content of the painting.

Like a bracelet and ring.

"Don't touch this." Yun Xiao who opened the door took the lead in grabbing the drawing in his hand, but because Tang Ling's hands were wet, the drawing paper was still torn in half, "You crawled in through the window?"