How could he almost forget that Chanel couldn't speak, so how could she call him?
Although he asked the servant to call, it was indirectly her call.
The smile on the corner of Mu Xicheng's mouth became a little brighter: "Why did you remember to call me - did you miss me?"
The servant's face turned red when he heard his magnetic and gentle voice. Even though he knew it was Chanel he was asking, he still felt like a deer.
Chanel wrote on the writing board, and the servant conveyed: "Ms. Xia said, it's raining outside, don't drive too fast, be careful of slippery roads."
Is it raining outside? Mu Xicheng doesn't know, but it has been raining recently.
She cares about herself!
Mu Xicheng whispered, smiling a little more: "You too, stay at home and don't run around."
The servant replied: "Miss Xia asked, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"
Mu Xicheng's eyes darkened, and his heart ached with pain.
I'm afraid he won't have time to pass tomorrow.
"Don't mind me, just do it according to your taste."
How could he forget that for Chanel, that apartment is their home.
He is her husband and he has to go back to eat and sleep every day.
Mu Xicheng's voice lowered a few degrees and he called softly: "Xia Nai, I'm a little busy here. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back tonight."
The servant replied: "Ms. Xia said she understands, it doesn't matter, work is important."
"When I'm done, I'll go see her in two days."
"Well, Miss Xia told you not to work too late, pay attention to rest, and go to bed early."
Mu Xicheng's heart tightened a little, and he almost immediately wanted to go see her, hold her in his arms, and kiss her.
"You too, go to bed early."
Just before the opponent was about to close the line, Mu Xicheng's throat tightened: "Xia Nai."
"Does Mr. Mu have anything else to convey?" the servant asked doubtfully.
"I love you."
His deep and gorgeous voice, coming out through the phone, had an intimidating low quality.
The servant had been resisting, but this time, he could no longer resist and blushed profusely.
After hearing no response for a while, Mu Xicheng asked, "What did she say?"
The servant then remembered that this was not meant for him, coughed lowly, and said awkwardly: "Ms. Xia said yes."
Although she did not respond "I love you" or "Me too", Mu Xicheng was still slightly satisfied.
It took him a long time to hang up the phone, but he still held the phone in that position, thinking about what he had just said.
An urge to return to her arises in my heart. This urge is getting stronger and stronger, and it is almost uncontrollable!
He put down his cell phone, quickly washed himself, walked out, and looked for clothes in the closet.
He Xiuzi, who had just put on his shirt and washed up in the other bathroom, opened the door and walked in. Seeing him putting on his coat, he asked doubtfully: "Are you going out?"
Mu Xicheng ignored her, buttoned the last button and put on his coat.
And He Xiuzi, who was wearing a nightgown, came over and took his arm: "Ian, your every move is being monitored."
Mu Xicheng's eyes turned cold.
"To be honest, my requirements for you are already very low... Which woman is willing to watch her husband keep a woman outside?" He Xiuzi shook his arm, "I am so tolerant of him.
You occasionally accommodate me?ian, you are not afraid that the family will know..."
Mu Xicheng's eyes were completely cold, like icebergs.