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Chapter 163: Concern leads to chaos

I don't know if Ye Zhiding woke up too late or if Han Yi wanted to avoid her.

In short, when Ye Zhiding woke up, the bedside had lost its temperature.

The housekeeper downstairs had already thoughtfully prepared a nutritious breakfast, and Ye Zhiding also enjoyed this feeling of comfort.

So, she ate plums with one hand and read today's newspaper with the other.

Soon I was attracted by an entertainment report.

Bank robbery incident...

Although the photo was taken from behind, she could still clearly recognize this familiar figure and it was no one else.

It was Song Tingxuan.

The arrogant hair was lifted up, and the moment captured by passers-by was exactly the moment when the masked gangster punched him in the stomach.

With almost a scratch, Ye Zhiding stood up from the dining table.

"Butler, has the young master read this report?"

Song Tingxuan was her cousin. If that man saw it, she wouldn't have to worry about it.

"Hey, what report?"

When Ye Zhiding came down from the bedroom, the housekeeper secretly stared at her.

There is no other reason, it's just weird.

At twelve o'clock last night, she locked the door with her own hands.

During this period, this woman was never seen at all.

Could it be that this woman appeared in the Korean house out of thin air, and then reconciled with the young master again?

With so many thoughts in his mind, the housekeeper naturally didn't hear clearly what Ye Zhiding was saying.

Taking the newspaper from Ye Zhiding's hand, there was an entertainment news report.

"Ms. Ye, this is filming a TV series. Look, it says at the back that this scene belongs to Century Media's latest TV series..."

Ye Zhidinghan: "..." Suddenly he couldn't say anything.

Is this? Care leads to chaos or something.

Fortunately, that boy actually went to film a TV series.

Even if it was from the back, Ye Zhiding still believed that she would not mistake this arrogant little red-haired man.

When the housekeeper saw Ye Zhiding's embarrassed look, he immediately became happy.

"Miss Ye, Master Song also came to see you a few days after you left here."

"He asked me to bring you a message. On the 27th, uh, today, he is going back to City Z."



At the international airport in city T, Ye Zhiding stood confused with his mobile phone in hand.

It wasn't until she got here that she realized that she couldn't find Song Tingxuan in the huge crowd.

And these are not the key.

The most important thing is that they have known each other for so long and they don't even know each other's mobile phone numbers.

After much hesitation, Ye Zhiding picked up his cell phone and dialed Han Yi's personal number.

After all, he is Song Tingxuan's cousin after all, so he must know his number.

When he received Ye Zhiding's call, Han Yi was signing the copy he brought to Tang Jing.

The special ringtone made him frown.

This is a call from Ye Zhi Ding.

He glanced at Tang Jing almost subconsciously and saw that she was just smiling and lowering her head, not knowing what she was happy about.

"Yi, your phone is ringing, why don't you answer it?"

Han Yi paused for a moment and then answered the phone.

But his voice was a little cold, "Hey, what's going on?"

Ye Zhiding felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. It felt like she was pestering him and annoying him.

"Yi, sign this one again."

So, it turned out that the man was enjoying his family.

For a moment, Ye Zhiding had the urge to hang up the phone.

I really couldn't listen to that delicate voice, especially the moment Tang Jing called out the intimate title.

"What's Song Tingxuan's mobile phone number?"


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