At about six o'clock the next morning, Ling Yansen's cell phone rang.
Because of my busy schedule, I kept my phone on all night, and because I was afraid that the radiation would be harmful to Qingwu, I placed my phone on the tatami far away from the bed.
The bell rang for a while. Ling Yansen had always been a light sleeper. He was about to wake up at this moment. He quickly heard the bell. He quickly got out of bed and turned down the sound. He turned around. Sure enough, the person under the quilt just frowned.
He turned over and fell asleep again.
She was exhausted from last night's torment, and this was the time to sleep soundly.
Ling Yansen took a look at the caller ID on the screen and saw that he was extremely angry. Suppressing his anger, he walked out of the master bedroom door, walked to the end of the corridor, and lowered his voice, "Lin Wencai, you and I are going to have sex, right? You made a special trip early in the morning.
Disturbing one’s dreams!”
"Mr. Ling, I'm really sorry. The newspaper staff get up earlier than the tofu makers every day. There's nothing we can do about it."
"Say what the hell!"
Ling Yansen was a bit angry when he got up. In the early years, he often got angry with Sister-in-law Wu because she called him to get up with her high-pitched voice. He was in a bad mood all day and would not go to school. He was often scolded by Xu Tianjue.
"That's right, you attended the Duan family's family dinner last night. Duan Fei may have tampered with the camera in the private room. The photo of you, your wife, and the entire Duan family is about to be published on the headlines by major newspapers.
To give way or not to give way?"
Ling Yansen's face immediately darkened. He hated the kind of villain who used tricks behind his back the most in his life!
But when they were having trouble a few days ago, Duan's stock price fell really sharply. Without the loan, many projects and projects could not be started. Looking back at the direction of the master bedroom, she had lost a lot of weight these days because of Duan's trivial things.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help his son.
"Let them do whatever they want. I'll let Duan Fei's old thing be proud for a while longer. He's so narrow-minded that he can bite seams better than a fly!"
After hanging up the phone from Lin Wencai, Ling Yansen stood blankly for a while, feeling a cold touch on the soles of his feet, which made his toes start to hurt from the cold, before he returned to the bedroom.
Until Mrs. Wu prepared breakfast, Qingwu was still sleeping deeply.
Ling Yansen didn't want her to eat hot food because it wouldn't be fresh enough, so he made a lot of noise and woke her up.
The two of them quietly gathered around the dining table. After many days, such a harmonious scene appeared again, which made the old faces of Sister Wu and Sister Chen full of wrinkles.
Qing Wu watched Ling Yansen finish eating, put down his bowls and chopsticks, followed him with his briefcase, and sent him out.
He turned back, his clear eyes filled with affection, and his thin lips gently touched her fair forehead, "Have a good meal, and let Lao Zhang take you out for a walk in the afternoon. Just don't go to too crowded places."
Qingwu was surprised and thought, could it be that Dr. Mai's words had an effect? It's hard for him not to be so authoritarian.
Little did she know that she was babbling under him for a while, which was comparable to Ophiopogon japonicus's hundreds of sincere words.
After closing the door, she started cheating with Mrs. Wu and refused to eat the remaining food no matter what. She climbed up to the second floor and wanted to continue sleeping.
Returning to the master bedroom, she was looking for her orangutan pillow. Last time she moved things back to her room, she forgot to take the orangutan back. Later, she refused to bring the orangutan back to the master bedroom because she was afraid of being offended.
Take a step until last night.
She rummaged in the cupboard for a while, but couldn't find it, so she rummaged around.
But under the tatami mat, I found the personal mobile phone that Ling Yansen had taken away.
By some strange coincidence, I pressed the screen lock without thinking, opened the text box, and found a few text messages with incomprehensible text. There were no other ambiguous text messages. Just when I felt bored and quit, the phone
But it automatically popped up to the call history page.
There is a long list of call records, almost all from the same number, without signatures.
Qingwu's face changed and her heart started to beat loudly. The call records showed that the last call from that number was twelve o'clock in the morning last night.
After having a very late meal last night, Ling Yansen returned to the villa with her and went upstairs, when he received a phone call...
Scroll further forward, and since last night at 11:30, there have been eight missed calls, all from this number.
Isn't that the way back to the villa? No wonder she always hears his cell phone ringing. As soon as it rings, he frowns and presses it. At the same time, the car speeds up inadvertently.
The time when this unfamiliar number first called his mobile phone was actually shown as eight o'clock last night. This showed that this number was not someone Ling Yansen often contacted. Why did he suddenly contact him so frequently?
Once curiosity is aroused, it never ends.
Qingwu continued to scroll down.
From eight days ago to five days ago, in the past three days, there was a long list of overseas numbers that showed up in his call record one after another. Sometimes there were calls and sometimes there were missed calls.
Qingwu admitted that her thoughts were random. She quickly opened the drawer, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the two numbers. While copying them, her hands kept shaking, not only because of a guilty conscience but also because she was too scared.
Ling Yansen got in the car and realized he had forgotten his cell phone.
This is not possible, she stays in the villa all day long, there is no guarantee that she will not go to the master bedroom, then there is no guarantee that she will not see his mobile phone, and it is even worse that she will not open it out of curiosity!
Qingwu heard his heavy and urgent footsteps, and quickly exited the interface. She quickly threw her phone into the tatami, then took the mat to cover it, covering her overbeating heart. She quickly sat on the bed. Before the quilt was lifted, he
Suddenly he broke in from outside.
She shook her head, pretending to cover herself with a quilt, raised her head, and pretended to be confused, "What's the matter, you came back suddenly?"
Seeing her lying on the bed, Ling Yansen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his panting breathing, and said calmly, "I forgot to pick up my phone."
Qingwu pretended to smile as if nothing had happened, "Oh, it's such a big deal, why don't you ask Sister-in-law Wu to bring it to you?"
"Lao Zhang hasn't driven far, so I'll come back and get it myself so as not to trouble Mother Wu." He walked to the tatami, rummaged around for a while, found his cell phone, held it tightly in his hand, walked over, and touched her
With messy hair, "Why did you fall back and sleep as soon as I left?"
"I didn't sleep enough last night..."
Qingwu avoided his hands that were covered in a thick layer of cold sweat, and retracted her head into the quilt. Her small face was facing away from the light, and she didn't look clear.
Ling Yansen smiled, thinking she was shy, so he didn't take it seriously, "Okay, you rest, I'm going to work." After that, he walked out and closed the door for her.
In the darkness of the room, Qingwu maintained that posture until she became stiff. After a long time, she spread her palms out, and in her hands lay a sweat-soaked piece of paper with two numbers written on it.
She could only smile bitterly, why was his reaction so intriguing?