Haiyue didn't refuse anymore. She was too tired, because she was mentally tired, and the feeling was completely indescribable in words—
Not only did she not have the strength to make things polite to Xia Dongye, she even felt that speaking was a very difficult task.
Xia Dongye brought Haiyue to the turn.
During the period of waiting for the elevator, Xia Dongye found that Haiyue was still like a wandering soul, and was stunned and had not returned at all, so he took her to the chair in the hall in front of him to sit down, "You can't do this in your state at all.
When I see Jingqiu, I'd better calm down here first. Sitting here and don't move, I'll pour you a cup of hot water."
After Xia Dongye finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Haiyue sat there in a daze, her mind was blank and she had nothing.
She already...has no idea what she wants to think about.
In a trance, I heard the phone in my bag ringing.
The moon did not move, letting it ring continuously.
The people sitting next to them thought that their phones were ringing, so they took out their phones to check, but they were not their phones, so everyone put away their phones inexplicably.
A woman around Haiyue, who was about fifty years old, heard the sound that was close to her. She stared at her and found that the sound was coming from Haiyue's bag, so she patted Haiyue's hand lightly.
Said, "Little girl, your cell phone is ringing."
"Ah? What?" Haiyue suddenly came to her senses and looked at the woman beside her in astonishment.
She only felt her hand being patted and didn't hear clearly what the woman had just said.
"I mean, your cell phone is ringing." The woman pointed to Haiyue's bag.
"Ah! Sorry, I'm disturbing you!" Haiyue smiled apologetically, took out her cell phone, and walked to a corner where no one answered.
Because of the rush, Haiyue didn't look at the caller ID, so she pressed the answer button and put it in her ear, "Hey? Hello."
"Little girl."
Yi Zhentian's voice came from the phone. Haiyue was stunned for a moment, her whole body suddenly stiffened, and the phone in her hand almost fell to the ground.
She hurriedly held it with both hands, sure that it would not slip away again, and then she said in a trembling voice, "Yi, Yi Zhentian? What are you calling here for?"
Yi Zhentian smiled softly, and the mocking smile was like Xiao Haiyue asked a naive and ridiculous question, "Little girl, you won't forget what I told you before, right?"
"Of course not!" Haiyue replied stiffly.
"It's great not to forget." Yi Zhentian said with satisfaction, but still did not tell Haiyue why he suddenly called.
"What do you want to do when you call?" Haiyue's tone was very ruthless. She didn't want to talk nonsense to this person. As soon as she thought of what Yi Zhentian had done, she would have the urge to kill him with a knife.
If killing someone is not illegal, Haiyue believes that she will rush to kill Yi Zhentian without hesitation!
Compared to Haiyue's excitement, Yi Zhentian seemed much calmer. He was so cool that he felt as if he was catching a mouse and was not in a hurry to eat it. Instead, he played with the mouse as a cat. "The little girl remembers her sex at such a young age.
It’s not a good thing to be so bad. I called you, and naturally I wanted to ask if you have filed a divorce from Sikong Jingqiu.”
"You-" Haiyue was very angry. There was a blazing flame on her chest, but she couldn't say anything on her mouth. She was afraid that if she said something that made Yi Zhentian unhappy, he would run to abuse her grandmother...