Chapter 647 The Man on the Top of the Pyramid

"Check all the surrounding surveillance cameras."

Stealing something from the person next to the prince's pillow is no longer bold, but risking one's life!

Mo Boyuan turned to look at his wife:

"Honey, I found the ID."

Jiang Tingxu raised his head:

"Where?" he asked urgently.

Jiang Tingxu was not that angry after getting his ID back. There was nothing in the bag, not even a small wallet or anything else, except for a mobile phone, a mask, tissues, and keys.

These are fine, just throw them away if you lose them, you can just buy them again anytime, anywhere.

"They will send it over later."

Jiang Tingxu let out a long breath:

"Yeah." He responded.

Wen Jie also laughed:

"Now that all the important documents have been recovered, don't be unhappy."

Jiang Tingxu was not only upset about losing her bag, but for some reason, she suddenly suspected something.

However, Aunt Wen was still there, so she swallowed back what she wanted to ask the man.

Mo Boyuan had always paid attention to the woman behind him, so he naturally saw all this:

"I've already sent someone to get a replacement phone card, and I'll send it along with my phone when the time comes."

This man is, in fact, really attentive.

Considering Mo Boyuan's status, it is enough for a person standing at the top of the pyramid to be able to do this.

Of course Aunt Wen was very pleased to see it. The better the relationship between the young couple, the happier the elder would be!

Mo Boyuan was fine, with a slight smile on his face, but Jiang Tingxu couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere in the car:

"Stop in front and don't go to the parking lot."

"good."

The man responded softly.

Jiang Tingxu blushed again at the man's obedient response. He moved the corners of his lips but said nothing.

Mo Boyuan did not dare to go too far and changed the topic:

"Aunt Wen, the designer will arrive tomorrow. Should he go directly to the hospital or not?"

When Aunt Wen heard this:

"Why did you hire a designer? Don't go to that trouble, just repaint the walls and lay a new layer on the floor?"

This requirement really couldn’t be simpler.

Mo Boyuan didn't speak, but Jiang Tingxu spoke up:

"Aunt Wen, please don't refuse. Let's make the place where we live a little better and make it comfortable and happy, right? It's not like we spend money on other things randomly."

If you want to buy a bag or a famous brand, Aunt Wen will definitely not accept it.

But it is true that, generally speaking, where I will live in the future, I will live until I die of old age. It seems that it is not so difficult to accept.

"Okay." He pursed his lips and agreed with difficulty.

In fact, I'm just used to it, and I don't like to spend money extravagantly and wastefully.

As long as the home is clean and can be lived in, it will be fine.

But after all, Xiao Mo has already found all the designers, and Wen Jie is even less likely to refuse.

And Wen Jie is not short of money. She is also the well-known director of the thoracic surgery department of Yuncheng No. 1 Hospital. She can spend around 200,000 yuan on renovations without frowning.

Seeing that Aunt Wen agreed, the couple smiled knowingly.

Then, Jiang Tingxu and Wen Jie got off the car early, and Mo Boyuan drove to the parking lot below.

In the elevator, as soon as Jiang Tingxu and Wen Jie entered, a man wearing a hat also came in.

Wen Jie pressed the number keys and asked the man casually:

"Young man, which floor are you going to?"

"15, thank you."

Jiang Tingxu had already frowned unconsciously when the man said he was going to the 15th floor, and his eyes began to become more critical.

This unit building, from 12 to 15, was all bought by Mo Boyuan. Except for the upper and lower apartments where he and Huahua lived, the bodyguards lived in the other several apartments.

Although Jiang Tingxu was not that familiar with the bodyguards at home, he had seen them all.