What's the point of asking? Just listen to the servant.
Ziwei listened to the voices interrupting him from time to time on the other end of the phone, and the milk she drank was tasteless.
However, even so, I still want to hear his voice.
Isn’t it very disappointing?
She pursed her lips and sighed softly.
"Mr. Yan----" Suddenly a very soft female voice came through the phone receiver. Ziwei couldn't help but froze for a moment, feeling sour in her heart. She didn't say anything and continued to listen. The voice came from far away. He was so close that he even floated to the side of the phone, "Mr. Yan----I'm here, are you still on the phone?"
Suddenly, she felt a pain as if her heart had stopped.
It is the nature of women to be suspicious, and she is no exception. However, more women than ordinary women are indignant.
If he was having an affair with any woman, then she had always thought that woman was Xiao Xixi. However, now such a tender woman suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"I'll hang up first." Before she could say anything, he hung up the phone first.
She didn't even put the phone down. When she continued talking, the sound went silent again. Ye Ziwei suddenly became speechless.
Thinking back to him whispering in her ear last night, after falling asleep, she gently opened her eyes and observed him, her breathing was smooth and even, and a gentle spring breeze blew through her heart.
In her eyes, he is such a person. No matter how tempting the outside world is, he will always stand in the same place.
He would wait for her, and she would wait for him.
Thinking about it, Ye Ziwei picked up a piece of bread and chewed it, but there was no taste at all. But he had said that he wanted to have breakfast.
She stuffed all the bread slices on the plate into her stomach, poured another glass of milk, and walked upstairs with her thoughts on her mind.
The phone rang, and she glanced at it casually, not wanting to answer it. After a moment of hesitation, she held it to her ear and said, "Hey, Jason, what's up?" Her tone was lazy and casual.
"Weiwei, I. I." Jason was tall and burly, but he hesitated on the phone.
"Say something quickly!" Ye Ziwei was still thinking about the call she received from Yan Rui just now, and her inexplicable anger directly involved Jason.
"Well, I'm downstairs at your house."
faint.
Ziwei took a breath, almost in disbelief. She looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows, walked a few steps quickly, opened the glass door and stepped onto the balcony. Sure enough, she saw the blond boy waving downstairs, holding the Her eyes hurt from the red rose thorns.
She sighed softly, glared at him from a distance, and replied in American English skillfully, "Jason, I'm afraid I should kindly remind you that I--am married!"
"Weiwei, I know," Jason still persisted, "but I'm just used to it, and suddenly I want to buy you another bouquet of flowers."
"Thank you, but I have someone buy it now," Ye Ziwei was still polite, "Thank you."
"But I want to go in, even if it's just for decoration, I'll give it to you." Jason seemed to be smiling, "Also, my friend came back from China and brought a bag of very good green tea. I want to give it to you to try. ."
green tea?
Ziwei's eyes suddenly lit up and she relaxed, "Do you really just want to come over and have a chat?"
"I promise." Jason's words could tell how excited he was.
"Okay, within half an hour." She paused.
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