Just about to think about it, a phone call came in suddenly.
He glanced at the remarks, pressed to connect, and hummed, "I haven't found you yet, but you called me first."
The mood is depressed, and the tone is not very good.
The man on the cell phone noticed his tone and smiled faintly. The mockery was obvious, "It seems that I didn't get what you wanted."
Lu Ziyan gritted his teeth and took a breath, then smiled coolly, "If you don't stir up Laozi, will it turn out to be like this?"
The person on the phone was Shi'an returning to the studio lounge.
He heard the words, the meaning of ridicule became deeper, "You dignified Young Master Lu, when did you fall to the point of using a woman?"
Lu Ziyan smirked, "You don't care about my fucking sleep with so many women. You feel distressed if you use one of them. You feel a little bit off, right?"
Shi An chuckled and said lightly: "I don't care about what you want, but using it is to be wanted. You know, I'm a famous man, and I'm not used to bullying a woman the most."
"..."
Lu Ziyan's gloomy veins jumped for a long while, and he laughed suddenly, playing with the taste: "You are known to have a good temper. That is a fucking temper to everyone. If others don't know you, you still pretend to be Lao Tzu. What kind of pretense, defending her so obviously, why, do you fall in love with her?"
Shi An didn't answer his question right away. Sitting on the sofa in the lounge, looking at the TV, he casually asked the phone, "She is an artist under your company, don't you plan to keep it for yourself?"
"You can't deceive your friend's wife. If you want, Ben Shao still has this kind of loyalty." Lu Shaoyinyang twitched the corners of his lips strangely.
"Do you believe that she has nothing to do with Fu Sinian?" Shi'an slowly narrowed his eyes when thinking of Qiao Yimo's back who had fled before.
When it came to this, Lu Ziyan's mood was relieved for a while, and he said annoyedly: "It doesn't matter if he has anything to do with him, he should act first. Fu Sinian's old lover can come back from the dead, even if he has a relationship, he can still get married. Nothing?"
Shi An, "..."
…
At this time, Qiao Yimo, who had returned to Bishui Yunju, had no idea that he was being calculated by several men.
All she was worried about was how to explain to Fu Sinian when she turned her head.
I went to the kitchen to make a dinner and so on
With the man back.
But until ten o'clock in the evening, she was lying on the table with a small body almost drowsy, and she did not see the man coming back.
"Madam, would you like to call your husband?" Chen's mother came out of the kitchen and couldn't bear to look down. She took a dress and put it on her.
She also wondered why the husband, who was always on time, didn't make a phone call when he came back so late today.
Qiao Yimo rubbed his eyebrows and said with a tired expression: "Mother Chen, make me a cup of coffee, I'll wait a while."
The phone couldn't make it through, and she didn't have the courage to call. She was really afraid that he would not answer or that he would hang up before she could speak.
She explained it once at the dinner table in the afternoon, but she didn't know if he listened.
"This..." Chen's mother stopped talking, but finally she didn't say anything, and turned around to make coffee.
After drinking a cup of coffee, my mind was a little bit more energetic, but my body was still tired, my small hands propped his chin, and his eyes were deeply and intently staring at the door.
At twelve o'clock, the sense of tranquility in the middle of the night increased. Fu Sinian still did not come back. Chen's mother came out again to persuade: "Mrs., I am afraid that something happened to the company and cannot come back. You should go to sleep first."
Qiao Yimo stared at the screen of the phone with low eyes, staring at the phone screen for a long while, muttering, "Is it really not coming back?"
She raised her small face and smiled at Madam Chen, "Mother Chen, you go to rest first, I will go back to sleep later."
"I'm still waiting for you to go up and I'll go again..."
"Mother Chen, I will go back, you go and rest." Qiao Yimo smiled, but it looked a bit bright and moving.
Chen's mother had no choice but to leave after a few words.
…
When Fu Sinian came back, he noticed that the headlight in the living room was still on. The moment he walked in, he saw the figure lying on the dining table sleeping from a distance.
The footsteps stopped slightly for a few seconds, and the tall figure walked over.
The woman closed her eyes, tilted her head and fell asleep on her arm, half of her small face was exquisite like a piece of white jade.
The table full of untouched dishes has long since cooled down, and half of the coffee is left.
There is no need to think and know that she is waiting for herself, and no need to think and know why she is waiting for herself.
Fu Sinian stared at her small face, there was nothing but mockery on the face
mood.
After looking at her for a moment, he raised his hand and patted her on the small face, and whispered, "Qiao Yimo..."
"Si Nian!" As if awakened by a nightmare, the sleeping woman called his name and opened her eyes suddenly in a daze.
Fu Sinian frowned slightly and stood silent.
Qiao Yimo noticed the shadow on top of his head, rubbed his fuzzy eyes, and turned against the light for a long time before seeing the figure in front of him clearly, "Fu, Sinian?"
"Are you waiting for me?" The man asked with his lips, raising her little face knowingly.
Qiao Yimo's brain was still a little confused, and he nodded vaguely, "Um..."
Fu Siyoung sneered, "I made a table of dishes and waited for me, again for the sake of courtesy?"
"Hmm..." Qiao Yimo groaned for a moment, then suddenly twisted his small brows, grabbed his arm and put it on his nose to sniff, his movements were cute and cute.
Fu Sinian pushed her amusedly, "Are you from a dog?"
Qiao Yimo was pushed away but quickly glued on, and he put his face on the suit on his chest and sniffed, his expression increasingly flustered.
Fu Sinian's eyebrows were more frowning, his handsome face became darker, and his voice became a little heavy, "Qiao Yimo!"
The woman was completely awake by his shock, feeling a little depressed, hanging her head and biting her lip and asked: "Why do you...you smell of woman's perfume."
There was a bit of questioning in the words, but her already soft voice became softer after lowering her voice. She had no aura, but it brought out the grievances of a little woman.
She would only show this face when she faced Fu Sinian. In front of other people, even if she was wronged, she could hold back her tears.
Fu Sinian raised his sword eyebrows, his tone was no different from usual, "You have men around you, why can't I have women around me? Unfortunately, I'm not interested in sniffing out what brand of perfume it is like a dog."
Qiao Yimo was anxious and subconsciously explained, "Shi'an and Lu Shao, they are just my seniors and boss, not you..."
"I didn't say that the woman next to me is related to me. What are you worried about?" The man reached out a hand and gently touched her cheek, his voice was low, "Take what I said to you before to heart. As for your other personal affairs, I am not interested in it."
He turned to leave after he said it.
(End of this chapter)