Leng Lin sighed softly, "Everyone, sit down, the truth will soon be revealed."
Just now, he had been thinking about why Luo Xiaoqian suddenly refused to marry at this juncture. When he heard the gunshots outside, he suddenly understood that something must have happened.
Everyone sat down, but Mo Bei walked to the window with an anxious look on his face and looked out at the sea.
In the room just now, Mo Bei kept thinking about what happened just now.
At first, she also guessed what Jiao Yang said to Luo Xiaoqian on that phone call that would change her mind. She even thought about whether Jiao Yang proposed to Luo Xiaoqian, but the gunfire just now told her that things seemed
It's not that simple.
Carefully recalling Luo Xiaoqian's look and expression when she listened to the phone just now, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
Taking out her cell phone, she hesitated for a moment before dialing Jiao Yang's number.
After a while, the call was connected.
There is no color sound, no music, just the most common connected sound.
beep--
beep--
…
It rang several times, but no one answered.
Counting the other party's connected tones until he reached the sixth, Mo Bei's heart was already in his throat.
She had been with Jiao Yang for a few days, and she got to know Jiao Yang very well. The man seemed bohemian, but at heart he was completely aristocratic and very gentleman. If there were no special circumstances, he would definitely answer the phone if it rang three times.
What happened?
His heart was tangled up, and Mo Bei's fingers holding the phone turned pale from exertion.
On the other end of the phone.
The early morning sunlight shines through the old dusty curtains, casting a string of white light beams in the dim factory building. You can clearly see the flying dust in the light beams.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
On the iron frame bed, the mobile phone beside Jiao Yang's head was buzzing and vibrating. Jiao Yang's eyelashes fluttered slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
Turning his face sideways and looking around, his eyes were easily focused on the mobile phone on the side of his head.
Turning his face, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the screen.
On the screen of the mobile phone, the word "Mo Bei" shines particularly brightly.
Jiao Yang tried to struggle away, but his hands, feet and body were all tightly entangled, and he couldn't move. Looking at his phone, he slowly put his head over and moved closer to the phone little by little.
He was less than two centimeters away from the phone and couldn't move.
With both hands constrained, it would take a lot of effort for him to make a call, which would be difficult to do. But answering the phone is different. He only needs to find a way to press the answer button.
"Xiao Bei, don't hang up the phone, don't hang up..."
Muttering softly to himself, Jiao Yang pulled hard on the leather rope wrapped around him, gritted his teeth, and moved his body again in the direction of the phone.
Three centimeters, two centimeters, one centimeter...
Finally, his chin finally came up and touched the vibrating cell phone.
Taking a look at the screen, Jiao Yang carefully stuck out his tongue and reached towards the heat-sensitive touch screen.
On the other end of the phone, Mo Bei held the phone tightly.
Answer the phone quickly, Jiao Yang, answer the phone quickly, answer the phone quickly...
In her heart, she prayed over and over again.
Di di di di…
After a short signal tone, the phone hung up directly.
Mo Bei lowered his phone, looked at the hung up call, pursed his lips, and finally dialed again unwillingly.
No matter what, she had to get the answer from his mouth.
On the other end of the phone, Jiao Yang looked at the darkened phone, his eyes just darkened.
