Van Gogh bent over and picked up his suit pants from the ground, calmly put on his body, took out his mobile phone from his trouser bag, and dialed someone’s phone without hesitation.

The phone didn’t open, it was prompted to shut down.

Well, she not only slipped in advance, the phone also deliberately shut down.

Van Gogh did not believe in evil, just to fight again, suddenly found that his mobile phone, there are a lot of unanswered calls and unanswered messages.

He glanced over, all of them were calls from Tang Qianqi and the remaining six or six of them.

Last night was a rite of passage for Vannie, and several of them were waiting in the ballroom to celebrate Vannie's birthday, and as a result, Vannie cut the cake and ran away.

They searched for a circle and found no one, and found Van Gogh here.

Who knows, Van Gogh also disappeared one night...

The last message was sent by Tang Qianqi, a tone from the past: "Venvango, Xiao Ni is with you?"This lonely man and widowed man and daughter dry fire concubine you don't know me... You are melodious, they are a few mouths I blocked for you, but if you let Uncle Van find out all night, the brother can't help you, I heard that Uncle Van just ordered an excavator yesterday, and today it will be sent to the Van family villa..."

Van Gogh looked at the temple, turned off his phone, and reached out to pick up the coat on the ground.

Just to wear to the body, look down, see the scratches on his chest, irritated mood, an instant become unobstructed.

Vanity’s face flashed in her head last night, buried in his chest...

His eyes squinted, spit, steady his emotions, and remembered another, more important thing.

She dared to take drugs on him.

Where did she get this medicine from?

When Van Van Van Gogh dressed, left the hotel room, and went to the hotel lobby to hear a respectful greeting at the front desk, the reminder flashed in front of Tang Qianqi.

He wasn’t afraid that Van Gogh knew that he liked Vanity.

When he came home this time, he was supposed to be honest with Vannie his heart and confess his heart to her parents with her.

But now the progress of the development of things, has been beyond his imagination, he did not regret, but worried that this way of cutting and playing first, will make Van Yu more angry.

Van Gogh thought and walked to the front desk.

“Young master, early.”The young girl at the front desk saw the young master who had always been speechless and took the initiative to say hello.

Just said hello and blushed.

Van Gogh was not the biological son of Vanyu, the five senses were not like, but the temperament was like God.

Those who do not laugh often, the magic of laughing is even more amazing.

The young girl at the front desk saw him laughing at himself, and for a moment he was nervous and shy to his tongue, and he said, “Young master... what is the big young master?”

“There’s something I want to ask you for help.”Van Gogh spoke plainly.

The front desk was flattered: "You said, I'll do it."

"I deleted my record from last night."The buffon lips are lightly enlightening.

The front desk: “Ah... deleted?”You mean?”

“I drank too much yesterday and didn’t attend the party, so I didn’t want people to know, so...”

Van van Gogh had not finished yet, and the staff at the front desk suddenly had a "I understand" look, following his words: "Don't worry, I will help you delete the record now, and you won't let people find out."

“Thank you.”Van Gogh turned slightly and turned away.

Get out of the hotel and drive straight home.

As soon as I arrived at the Fanjia Villa, I saw the housekeeper come out: "Young master, you have finally returned."