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Are You Not Satisfied That I Am Your Wife? 6

Duan Yunqi's shocking words made the atmosphere in the car awkward for a moment.

Lin Zhuo didn't know if it was because of him, but he didn't know where Duan Yunqi's starting point was, so he asked: "Are you dissatisfied with where we live now?"

Duan Yunqi thought about it seriously and said, "No."

Lin Zhuo was surprised: Don't you really want to?

"Then why do you suddenly want to move?"

"I see that you seem to like Wan Linlin's home very much." Duan Yunqi said in a low voice.

While speaking, he glanced at Lin Zhuo, but was met with the latter's speechless expression.

Lin Zhuo closed his eyes and pinched his brows: "I was just curious, so I looked a few more times."

"That?"

"I like our house very much. There's no need to move."

"Oh well."

Although Duan Yunqi only said a few brief words, Lin Zhuo felt that this person's mood had obviously improved a lot.

Lin Zhuo didn't understand, he just thought Duan Yunqi was really weird.

Duan Yunqi's focus was on what Lin Zhuo said about their home. On the surface, he had a blank expression and looked calm and composed; but in his heart he could not suppress his joy, he was so happy that he was bubbling with joy.

Duan Yunqi remained like this until he returned home.

After entering the house from the garage, Duan Yunqi hurried upstairs. Uncle Tian behind him asked Lin Zhuo with a smile on his face: "Sir, you seem to be in a good mood. What happened to you?"

Lin Zhuo's face was full of confusion: Uncle Tian, ​​how do you know he is in a good mood?

Don't ask him, he doesn't know what Duan Yunqi is thinking about.

"Hello? Boss? What's going on?" Yang Song, Duan Yunqi's secretary who was on vacation, looked puzzled when he received a call from Duan Yunqi.

He remembered that he had arranged all the work, so why did the boss come to him? Did someone have a problem with the work?

Yang Song looked nervous, fearing that Duan Yunqi on the other end of the phone would sentence him to death.

"Secretary Yang, please keep an eye out for real estate news for me recently." Duan Yunqi had no idea what Yang Song was thinking. He was browsing the advertisements of a real estate company.

"Ah?"

"What's wrong?" Duan Yunqi felt that Yang Song's reaction was very strange.

"It's okay. Do you have any specific requests?" Yang Song wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead. He would not admit that he was almost scared to death.

But why is the boss planning to buy a new house? Could it be that he is planning to get a divorce? Planning to move out first?!

"Well, I'll send the requirements to you later. Don't worry, you can look for it slowly when you come back from vacation." Duan Yunqi pointed his finger. He did not forget that Yang Song did not need to go to work now.

Yang Song almost thought that he would lose his job. He prayed in his heart: Can you speak faster next time!

"Okay, okay." But he still agreed.

Duan Yunqi also took the opportunity to ask about Yang Song's recent situation. When he learned that the other party was dealing with a blind date at home, he laughed twice. Yang Song accused him of being ruthless, and then Yang Song hung up the phone.