Watching An Yuxi walk into the bathroom, Yu Qingji took out his mobile phone from his bag and looked at it. He found a missed call and several text messages. When he opened it, he found that they were all from Han Shuwen. They were probably calling.
No one answered, so I sent a text message instead.
Yu Qingji looked at it briefly, frowned, thought about it, and decided to reply to Han Shuwen's message.
When An Yuxi walked out of the bathroom, what he saw was that Yu Qingji was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his thumbs were pressing the keyboard quickly. A wave of anger surged from the bottom of his heart, and he strode up to Yu Qingji and said,
He snatched the mobile phone from her hand and shouted loudly. "What time is it? Do you still have the time to chat with others?"
The sudden roar startled Yu Qingji. After a while, he realized that the mobile phone in his hand had been in An Yuxi's hand at some point.
"What are you doing!" Yu Qingji frowned and reached out to take the phone back. Unexpectedly, An Yuxi held it tightly and read her unfinished messages.
"Shu Wen, you don't have to pick me up tomorrow. I can just go to work by myself. It's very late. You should be early..." An Yuxi stared at the screen of his mobile phone and read out the content word by word.
"That's enough!" Yu Qingji shouted in embarrassment. He read out the message he had written without any scruples, making her feel that her privacy was exposed under his eyes. Such a proud Yu Qingji
Difficult to accept.
An Yuxi snorted coldly. After pressing a few times on the keyboard quickly, the phone made a relaxing shutdown ringtone. Then he threw the phone aside on the bed. "It seems that you two are indeed very good."
His eyes stared at Yu Qingji like a poisonous snake.
Yu Qingji looked away uncomfortably. "Okay, Mr. An, I think it's time for you to leave." She seemed to have no choice but to give the eviction order. She was really a little worried about An Yuxi's changing temperament.
Unable to adapt.
An Yuxi stared at her coldly for a while, snorted coldly, turned around proudly, and strode out the door. When he reached the door, he stopped. "I will come tomorrow.
I'll take you to work." After saying that, before Yu Qingji could react, his figure disappeared from the door.
Within a few seconds, Yu Qingji heard a "click" of the door closing. The sound was so loud that it could be heard even from such a distance. After shaking his body, Yu Qingji sighed feebly. He picked up the quilt that An Yu
Xi threw the phone on the bed and pressed the power button.
After a while of music played, Yu Qingji checked the message sending record. Sure enough, the unfinished message had been sent by An Yuxi. In fact, this was fine, because she didn't want Han Shuwen to pick her up. Not only was it troublesome,
And if colleagues in the company see it, I'm afraid there will be excuses. I have just started working, so it's better not to be too public.
But what should I do if An Yuxi comes to pick me up tomorrow? From the look on his face, it seems that he didn't just talk casually. But I don't want to have any more contact with him.
After staring at the phone for a while and sighing again, Yu Qingji put the phone away. He took the alarm clock and adjusted the time. Since An Yuxi is coming tomorrow, then he will go before he comes.