Mr. Gu's wife is a little naughty

Chapter 91 My Husband Didn’t Come Home

"summer?"

Tian Tian stood at the door, changed into slippers, and called out to the house. Strangely, Xia Tian always liked to stand at the junction of the kitchen and living room at this time of year, a warm smile on his face, as if welcoming her return in the most brilliant way. But today, that space was unusually silent, lacking that expectant smile.

"not at home?"

Tian Tian muttered softly, suspiciously walking to the sofa. After sitting down, she quietly took out her phone from her bag, lightly swiped her fingertips across the screen, and dialed the number she had already memorized.

On the other end of the phone, only the monotonous and cold "beep" sound echoed in the empty room. Every ring seemed to be silently asking for an answer, but that familiar and warm voice was still not heard.

"Is it really what we expected?" Tian Tian hung up the phone, a hint of subtle doubt flashing in her eyes.

At this time, Lin Tao had already arrived at the Dongli Club. He was going to meet a very important person here - Ibrahim, the head of the Asia region of the TX Group.

Lin Tao had originally pictured a typical Middle Eastern gentleman in his mind, robed in a long robe, with deep eyes and an exotic, mysterious air. However, when Ibrahim, surrounded by countless halos, actually appeared before him, all his preconceptions instantly shattered, replaced by a wave of disbelief and astonishment.

Ibrahim, the Asian helmsman of a vast business empire, does not have the Middle Eastern face that one might imagine. Instead, he has a well-defined Chinese face, thin and handsome, as if he were a scholar walking out of a classical painting, yet he reveals the calmness and wisdom that are unique to business elites.

"Hello, Mr. Gu!" Ibrahim's voice was as gentle as jade, breaking the silence in the room and awakening Lin Tao's thoughts.

Lin Tao's eyes flickered with disbelief. He slowly opened his mouth, a hint of doubt in his voice, "You, you are Ibrahim?"

"What? Are you surprised?" Ibrahim heard this and a warm smile appeared on his lips. He spread his hands leisurely, as if showing some invisible trust and honesty, his eyes full of joy and relief.

"A little bit."

The two of them sat down as host and guest, but Lin Tao's eyes still revealed a hint of doubt that was hard to conceal. Seeing Lin Tao looking at him like that, Ibrahim smiled and shook his head.

"A lot of people are surprised when they see me, wondering why I'm different from other Middle Eastern people," Ibrahim said, taking a sip of his coffee. "It's simple. I went there with my father when I was very young. To better integrate into the new environment, my whole family made a decision - we changed our last name to Ibrahim."

"So that's how it is." Lin Tao suddenly realized.

Ibrahim and Lin Tao are of similar age, probably around 30 years old. Perhaps because the climate in the Middle East is relatively dry, Ibrahim looks much older than Lin Tao.

Ibrahim's eyes had never left Lin Tao's face since he came here. At first, Lin Tao didn't care much, but after he calmed down, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is there anything wrong with me looking at me like that, sir?" Lin Tao looked at Ibrahim hesitantly, deliberately avoided his sight, smiled awkwardly and said.

"I'm actually very curious." Ibrahim turned his gaze away from Lin Tao's face and slowly looked at the coffee cup on the table. "Before coming here, my father told me that I must find a way to meet you. This time I saw you, and you really are just like what they said."

Lin Tao's gaze involuntarily focused on Ibrahim again, with an unconcealable surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"Oh, don't be curious. I'll tell you everything." Ibrahim clapped his hands lightly. "Now you can ask questions first."

The topic was thrown to Lin Tao, and the rest depended on what Lin Tao wanted to ask.

Lin Tao pondered for a moment, then remembered the phone call from his adoptive father. He slowly raised his head and looked at Ibrahim, "Do you know my adoptive father?"

Ibrahim shook his head, a faint and mysterious smile on his face. That smile contained a thousand words, yet it seemed to say nothing.

"Then why are you willing to see me?" Lin Tao looked at him puzzled.

Ibrahim put away the smile on his face and said, "To be precise, your adoptive father and my father know each other, and they are very good friends." Ibrahim's words were gentle, but every word struck Lin Tao's heart, causing ripples.

"Your father and my adoptive father know each other?"

Ibrahim nodded again. "Not only your adoptive father, but also your father, Mr. Lin Haishan, who once dominated the entire business world."

Lin Tao's heart seemed to be rippled by a gentle breeze, yet his expression remained calm and composed, as if none of the disturbances had touched him in the slightest. Ibrahim's sharp eyes lingered on Lin Tao's face, but he could not detect any emotion. He only felt that his face was like a calm lake, tranquil and profound.

Lin Tao's lips curled up into a faint smile, that smile was warm and subtle. Then he picked up the exquisite coffee cup in front of him, took a sip elegantly, and praised, "Well, this coffee is very good."

Seeing this, Ibrahim secretly admired Lin Tao's calmness and wit, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was no need for many words between the two of them, as the tacit understanding and understanding had quietly flowed.

"You may still have questions in your mind, but that's okay. We still have a lot of time. As long as you want to know, I will tell you everything."

Lin Tao's hand holding the coffee cup paused slightly, then returned to normal after a moment and gently put down the coffee cup.

"Let's talk about cooperation!"

Lin Tao pulled a document from his briefcase and handed it to Ibrahim. Ibrahim glanced at it briefly and didn't take it. Instead, he turned and looked across the hall. There, in the corner by the window, sat a cold, long-haired woman.

Lin Tao followed his gaze and saw the girl. He knew her; she was Lin Xue'er, one of Tian Tian's best friends.

"Do you know that girl?"

Ibrahim suddenly asked.

Lin Tao narrowed his eyes and shifted his gaze away from Lin Xueer. "I've met her once, but we're not very familiar with each other."

Lin Tao's tone was very relaxed, and there was no trace of the deep meaning in his tone. However, Ibrahim smiled, and it was a very nice smile.

To be honest, apart from his identity, this guy actually looks pretty good, the type that girls like very much.

If Lin Tao wasn't wearing those big sunglasses, he would actually be a standard and very seductive type.

"I'm very familiar with her." Ibrahim said, turning around and looking at Lin Tao seriously, "She's my fiancée!"