The phone never hung up. After finishing Yan Yaozei's business, Xu Yiran put the phone back to his ear and vaguely heard the sound of a car horn, "Are you still out at this late hour?"
"Go back to the hotel.
"……oh."
After such questions and answers, Xu Yiran didn't know what to say.
However, Yan Shaoheng's attitude was natural today, unlike the cold and indifferent attitude towards her as he did two days ago, "What did you eat at night?" [
"Ah?" This very common question made Xu Yiran stunned again, and he even glanced at the phone screen uncertainly.
It was so confusing before that she didn't think about it, but she sent text messages to her ex-husband during the day, but no one ignored her. How come his attitude has completely changed now?
"Wife?" A man suddenly called her on the other end of the phone.
"ah?"
Yan Shaoheng laughed in a low voice, "No need to answer so hastily."
"..." Who answered hastily? She was obviously shocked!
Her ex-husband seemed to have really returned to the way he was before he went on a business trip. Xu was still thinking about what happened for several days, and now she had to say it out loud, "That day..."
"We'll talk about it when I get back." Yan Shaoheng interrupted her again.
"..." Xu Yiran was depressed. She hadn't said what she wanted to say, so why did he interrupt her?
It shows that his attitude has changed for the better, but he still says "we'll talk about it when we get back." It will take a few days for him to come back!
Yan Shaoheng seemed to not want to talk more about this topic and asked her again, "What did you eat at night?"
"Eat...ah, I forgot to eat at night!" Xu Yiran just remembered.
"You little idiot," Yan Shaoheng laughed at her, "I'll ask someone to send you a midnight snack."
"No need," Xu Yiran felt his hungry stomach and went downstairs to the refrigerator to find something to eat. "I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed." He yawned.
She hadn't slept for more than a few hours these days, but now the accumulated sleepiness seemed to come to her door all at once. She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes.
After taking out a carton of milk, Xu Yiran drank and went upstairs, "I'm going to bed, so you should go to bed early."
Yan Shaoheng chuckled, "The phone is out of battery. I need to change the battery and call you again in half a minute."
"Um."
The time was told in half a minute very accurately. When he hung up the phone, Xu Yiran was still thinking about why he said it in such detail, half a minute instead of a moment.[
Half a minute, thirty counts, but in this silent night, time seems to be much slower than usual.
It wasn't until the phone rang and he heard his low-pitched voice again that Xu Yiran realized that even though Yan Yaozi was in the guest room on the second floor, and even though there were professional bodyguards guarding the garden downstairs, these were far inferior to this.
Thousands of miles away, she relied on the sound coming from the radio waves to bring her a sense of security. She was indeed sleepy, but she was not sleepy. The fear brought to her by the person who broke into the neighbor's house was still there, just because of Yan Shaoheng.
With her on the phone, that fear was forgotten by her.
Take the phone away from your ear, the word "husband" is clearly visible on the screen.
Afraid of being seen by colleagues or family members when she answered the phone, she did not dare to save her ex-husband's name in the phone book. She changed it to "someone" many times, but he always changed it back to "husband."
"Wife?" someone was still calling her on the phone.
"..." Xu Yiran took the phone back to his ear with a guilty conscience, feeling that it was embarrassing that he had just been staring at the word "husband" on the screen.