Compared to Huo Yannian's leisurely manner, Su Yan's face grew colder little by little, and finally he said in a cold tone: "Who?"
"Mrs. Su."
Huo Yannian didn't hold back at all and told Su Yan directly. Su Yan was silent for a long time. The expression on his face was no longer his usual cynical look. His expression was so cold that he looked like President Bingshan.
"As far as I know, it's not the first time."
Huo Yannian unreservedly told Su Yan everything Yu Shengxia had complained about before. The people here became even more silent. After a long time, Su Yan finally said, "Yannian, thank you!"
"No need, I'm not doing it for you."
A smile finally appeared on Su Yan's lips. He understood what Huo Yannian meant. It was because Yu Shengxia and Ai Jiujiu were unhappy. Yu Shengxia would be worried, and then he, Huo Yannian, would be unhappy.
After hanging up the phone from Huo Yannian, Su Yan held the red wine glass with all his strength. His knuckles were sharp, and there was a "clang" sound. The wine-red liquid inside spilled all over the floor. The red wine glass was so hard pressed by Su Yan. Crushed.
But the person involved didn't seem to notice it at all. He only stood there for a moment and walked into the bedroom. When he came out again, he had changed into clothes and pants, grabbed the car keys and walked out.
On a winter night, with the cold wind howling, Su Yan, wearing only a thin shirt, drove the car at high speed in the night, running all the way to Ximeng City.
I don't know whether it was his mood at this time that made him ignore the cold, or whether it was the warm air conditioner on in the car. In short, Su Yan's breath seemed to be colder than outside.
With a "squeak" sound, the car stopped steadily under the door of the unit. When getting out of the car, Su Yan glanced upstairs subconsciously and saw that the lights in the room were still on, and Ai Jiujiu was obviously not asleep yet.
The long-legged man walked up as soon as he took a step forward. The two had a quarrel over some things a few days ago and have been in a cold war for the past few days. In fact, he wanted to come to her more than once, but he, Su Yan, had Su Yan's face, how could he possibly He bowed his head in front of this woman every time, not to mention that she didn't understand his painstaking efforts.
But now, why did this woman even hide things like being beaten from him? Is he really an outsider in her eyes
Anger mixed with heartache, when Su Yan rushed through the door, his loud voice already rang out: "Ai Jiujiu!"
He called out, but there was no reply. He looked around the room. Only the light in the living room was on, but there was no one. Su Yan rushed into the bedroom again. It was dark inside, but there was no one.
"Aijiujiu!"
After calling again, there was still no one. Su Yan took out his cell phone and called Ai Jiujiu, but the cell phone rang next to the computer.
Walking over and taking a look, the computer was still on, but the screen was already dark. Su Yan shook the mouse a little, and the screen lit up. There was a word document on it, which was her novel. The last sentence was only half typed. Let's take another look. The shoes she wore outside were still there, but Ai Jiujiu's slippers were not there. It was obvious that she had been writing a manuscript before and then left in a hurry.
Turning on Ai Jiujiu's cell phone, Su Yan took a look at the call history. The last call was half an hour ago. The number seemed familiar. He went through it in his mind. Isn't this the number from Ai Jiujiu's mother
Su Yan immediately called back. When the phone was connected, a sharp female voice came from the other end...