The person who can make them stand up must be quite prestigious in the heaven. She knows... only Xiao Ling has this ability. Could it be... Xiao Ling? Impossible. How could Xiao Ling come out to help her clear her name?
No, it's not impossible. He didn't call at night, so...
The woman's sixth sense told Ye Feifei that the person who helped her was Xiao Ling.
Thinking of this, Ye Feifei sat up suddenly, turned on her mobile phone, and looked at Xiao Ling's number in a daze. Should she call him? If he really helped, it should be okay to politely say thank you.
But saying thank you is a bit...not saying thank you...No, she can't be a white-eyed wolf! She'd better say thank you.
After some ideological struggle, Ye Feifei sent a text message to Xiao Ling:
"Xiao Ling, thank you for Weibo!"
However, after the message was sent, she regretted it. She kept beating her head with her little fist. Is she stupid? What time is it now? Won't sending a text message affect the big boss's rest?
The shameful thing is that there is no undo function for text messages. It’s over, it’s over!
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... Ye Feifei didn't wait for a reply, so she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She lay back and told herself that she would not see the text message until Xiao Ling woke up tomorrow and would reply to her at that time.
Yes, that's it!
But in fact, Xiao Ling did not sleep. After he asked Lin Haoyu to arrange for Ye Feifei to prove it, he has been following the news of netizens on Weibo. Anyone who scolds Ye Feifei will be reported to him manually.
After reporting one by one in this way, it was already past one o'clock in the morning. Feeling tired, Xiao Ling went to take a shower first.
When he came out of the bathroom, he originally wanted to lie down on the bed and go to sleep. Suddenly he saw his cell phone lying alone on the table. He felt compassion and decided to take care of his cell phone again, as well as those who slandered his future wife on Weibo.
people.
After unlocking the fingerprint, Xiao Ling saw Ye Feifei's text message. The girl's brief words made his heart soften. His long fingers gently clicked on the dial button...
Ye Feifei's cell phone rang.
Boss Xiao! It's over. Could it be that a text message from her woke him up? Let him call and go crazy! He's dead!
Otherwise, put your phone on silent mode and fall asleep?
Damn it, it’s only been a few minutes!
Ye Feifei finally clicked the answer button.
"Still not asleep?" The man's magnetic and charming voice poured into Ye Feifei's ears through the radio waves, gently tapping the girl's eardrum.
The heart that was still a little flustered just now calmed down instantly, "Well... I can't sleep."
Xiao Ling: "Thinking about Weibo?"
Ye Feifei: "No, it's not. The comments of black fans have never affected me. I'm just...curious...why did Mr. Xiao help me?"
The man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, and the night breeze gently rolled up the gauze curtain. The corner of his mouth slightly raised, "I don't like you to be sad."
Bang...bang bang...bang bang bang...
Ye Feifei was aroused by these words, her chest bumped wildly, and she forgot to answer for a moment.
Seeing Ye Feifei's silence, Xiao Ling continued to explain: "You are sad, and the baby is also affected."
So... is it for the baby? Ye Feifei breathed a sigh of relief. She found a good reason for herself, "Even if it is for the baby, I still want to thank you. You have helped me a lot."
Xiao Ling: "Feifei, I am a businessman and I like to be more practical. I don't like verbal thanks."
Xiao Ling's words made Ye Feifei a little confused. Is this a disguised thank you to the evil capitalists and the terrible landlords?
Thinking about it, Ye Feifei whispered subconsciously: "Thank you verbally... If you don't like it, you can't ask me to dedicate myself. You don't like me if I dedicate myself. Even if you do, I don't have this."