Wen Yi shook her head, "I don't know how Tangtang solved it. She didn't show up anymore. ￣︶︺sんцge浼镄嗹尛螞ReadDU棢つ%ｗ．%kanshuge.lā"
"What's going on now?"
"As for this... you can only ask Mr. Mo yourself."
Chi Huan pursed his lips and didn't speak for a while.
"Eat something?"
"eat."
Wen Yi didn't ask her again. She raised her hand to call the waiter and ordered one for herself. Without asking her again, she made her own decision and ordered one for Chi Huan.
Chi Huan could see them when she raised her eyes, and it was difficult to even ignore them. She looked down at the table and was in a daze for a while, then took out her mobile phone from her handbag.
Wen Yi glanced at the text message page he had opened on his phone and reminded lightly, "Don't try to test human nature, it usually disappoints people."
"Would he lie to me?"
"Otherwise, how do you think he should explain to you that he was eating alone with a woman who was not working?"
Chi Huan was silent and didn't speak for a long time.
It took a long time until the meal Wen Yi ordered was brought out by the waiter, "Please take your time, both of you."
Chi Huan looked at the exquisite dishes placed in front of her. The taste of this restaurant was very good. She could still barely recall what she ate here last time.
But at this time, there is no doubt that there is no appetite.
She picked up the phone again, but this time instead of sending a text message, she directly dialed the man's number.
It was probably because the phone was vibrating that Mo Shiqian lowered his head and glanced at the phone not far from his hand, but she saw the expression on his face at this time.
And then... her call was hung up.
Chi Huan was almost in disbelief... He actually... hung up on her
She originally wanted to send a text message asking him where he was, what he was doing, and who he was with, which was probably how half a woman's brain would react, but she felt that Wen Yi's reminder was right.
No matter how straight-minded Mo Shiqian was, there was no way he could tell her that he was eating alone with a woman.
So what she can get is mostly lies.
Wen Yi saw her expression in her eyes, holding a knife and fork in her hand. She raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw this. She finally turned her head to look at Mo Shiqian. She dug a hole for him. He danced very happily. Whatever. A perfunctory sentence is better than hanging up the phone directly...
Men's brain circuits are indeed not something women like them can understand.
Chi Huan looked at the hung up call, holding the phone tightly with her fingers. Her breathing rhythm was already showing signs of disorder, which showed that she was no longer so calm at this time.
It wasn't until the screen of her phone went dark that she pressed the home button again, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and dialed the number for the second time.
If this man dares to hang up on her again...
Chi Huan closed his eyes and thought about the problem aimlessly in his mind. Before he could reach a conclusion, a low and familiar voice sounded in his ears, "Huan Huan."
The voice was the same as before, no different from what she had heard these days.
Her nose was sore and tears welled up in her eyes, but she never opened them and forced them all back.
Perhaps because he hadn't heard her response for a long time, Mo Shiqian whispered repeatedly, "Huanhuan?"
Chi Huan didn't know how she made her voice sound normal. She said calmly, "I'm at the airport. Come pick me up."
Mo Shiqian didn't speak for a while.
The reason is simple, because although her voice is not strange, it does not fit the situation. If it were not in this situation, or if she really called Wen Yi after eating with him and asked him to pick her up, nothing would happen. Not this calm tone without any excitement.
"Huanhuan, are you kidding?"
"I'm in Paris."
There was silence on the phone for a moment before the man confirmed again, "Now?"
"What's the problem? I'm not welcome?"
"No," he responded quickly this time, "Please find a place nearby to sit and have something to eat. I will come over soon."
When Chi Huan heard these words, the huge depression in her heart was relieved a little. At least her nerves were not so tense anymore. She hummed and hung up the phone.
She was so close to him that he could see her when he turned around.
Mo Shiqian stood up after hanging up the phone.
Chi Huan was quite satisfied with his action.
But the next second, before he could turn around, the woman opposite him, who probably guessed that he was leaving when he answered the phone, stood up first and reached out to grab his wrist.
The distance was too far and he could only see but not hear, so Chi Huan didn't know what the woman said to him.
They stood like this, in a stalemate for nearly a minute. During this period, the woman kept talking, her expression changed several times, and it was very rich, including begging, and seemed to be a bit threatening.
Finally, Mo Shiqian pulled his hand back and sat down again.
Chi Huan's eyes tightened, and then he bit his lip gradually until he felt pain and a salty rusty smell.
The phone in her hand vibrated.
She lowered her head, and the words "Mu Mo" lit up on the screen.
Chi Huan actually didn't want to answer the call. She wanted to see if he would feel something was wrong if she didn't answer his call and go find her.
But out of some unknown psychology, which even smacked of masochism, she still answered the call expressionlessly and raised the phone to her ear.
"Huanhuan."
Chi Huan said nothing.
However, her breathing was a bit heavy, and Mo Shiqian could feel her presence. His voice was very low, but just listening to the sound, it was not much different from usual. It was low and deep, with a bit of coaxing. "I don't have time now. I'll ask Kanding to pick you up and stay at your last hotel. I'll be there soon when you get there, eh?"
Chi Huan asked calmly, "You don't have time, what are you doing?"
There is no silence for three seconds, "I am eating with a client, and I can't leave for the time being."
Work is always a man's all-purpose excuse.
Chi Huan hung up the phone without hesitation. Wen Yi was looking at her across the street. She said softly without changing her tone, "Ms. Wen, I'm back to Lancheng."
After saying that, he picked up the bag next to him, stood up directly, and walked out neatly.
Wen Yi, "..."
Mo Shiqian stared at the call that was suddenly hung up, frowning heavily, and quickly dialed her number with his fingers, but no one answered. The line of his jaw became tighter and tighter, and finally he stood up.
A woman's voice came from behind, "If you leave now..."
Mo Shiqian turned around and saw Wen Yi who had walked up to him. She was looking at him with a complicated expression, a little probing and a little cold, "Although I wanted to cause you some trouble, I didn't expect... you would Add some fire yourself, tsk..."
When Mo Shiqian saw her, no matter how slow he was, he realized that such a coincidence could not be possible. Remembering what was wrong with Chi Huan on the phone just now, his face turned cold and he almost gritted his teeth and said sternly, "Wen Yi, what did you say to Chi Huan?" ?”
"I didn't say anything, but she saw it... Your wife is running away, why don't you chase her?"