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Chapter 131: Who made you cry?! 【15】

Yi Qian held the phone in hand, stood up from a pile of documents, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the scattered lights of X city. The dark night was especially quiet, and his vision was a bit dazed.

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He just felt like he was dreaming. When the phone rang and saw the word "Huanhuan", he answered it without any hesitation.

This was the first time she took the initiative to call him after she left.

He thought... thought she would never pay attention to him again in his life![

Yi Qian originally saw her standing next to Gu Qingxiu at the banquet tonight, and the anger that appeared suddenly disappeared.

He changed his position and held the phone, looked deeply out the window, and involuntarily lowered his tone to the softest level: "Huanhuan, what's wrong? Why don't you speak?"

Yi liked to hear the faint sound of wind blowing by her ears, which was a bit cool, and she even forgot about the pain in her legs. She held the phone blankly, listening to the familiar and warm tone inside, and burst into tears.

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Unable to hold it back for a moment, she sobbed slightly, and the next second, she raised her hand and covered her mouth.

Her tears fell harder.

That part of the phone call suddenly miraculously quieted down.

Yi Qian held her breath and her eyes became nervous: "Huanhuan, speak!"

The tone of voice was not serious, but it was a bit commanding.

Yi Huai adjusted his breathing and said quietly: "I made the wrong number."

Yi Qian frowned, called the wrong number?

Who does she want to call?

But why is her voice so muffled? It sounds like she has been crying...

Yi Qian's heart suddenly twitched and tightened. He said in a declarative sentence: "Huanhuan, your voice is a little hoarse. What's going on?"

"I..." Yi Huai panicked and found another excuse: "I have a cold..."

No words were said on the other end of the phone.

Yi Huan couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She bit her lower lip and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I died! You should go to bed early!"

"Huanhuan, you're crying." Just a second before Yi Huan hung up the phone, Yi Qian's gentle voice came into Yi Huan's ears from the phone receiver in the quiet night.

Yi likes to freeze there for a moment.

"What happened?"[

Listening to Yi Qian's caring tone, a layer of warmth emerged from Yi Xiang's originally cold body.

"No!"

Involuntarily, those coquettish tones that were used to treating him like a spoiled child in the past flowed out at this moment, only adding some muffled sounds.

Yi Qian was on the phone and paused for a long time without speaking.

Yi Xi held the phone and kept biting her lower lip, as if to cover up her nervousness. Seeing that Yi Qian didn't respond, she couldn't help but call out softly again: "Brother Yi Qian..."

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"Well, I'm here." Yi Qian's voice came over, "Are you at home? I'm going to look for you now. I was in the elevator just now and there is no signal on my mobile phone. I will be there in about ten minutes."

Warmth instantly filled Yi Xiann's body, and she let out a soft "hmm".

Yi Qian did not hang up the phone. Yi Xiang could faintly hear his close footsteps, which were not as orderly as usual, as well as the sound of the door opening and the engine starting.


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