Lin Xiaomi subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall, and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.
"Has Xiaoxin not come home yet? Have you called her? I did see her today, but we separated in the afternoon."
"Then when you parted, did she say where she was going?"
Lin Xiaomi was worried about Bai Ruoxin, she shook her head subconsciously, and then realized that it was a phone call, and he couldn't see her shaking her head, so she said, "No."
"Where can this child go? Turn off the phone. It's so late, and she doesn't call home. She wasn't such an unrepentant person before." Unable to contact Bai Ruoxin, Wen Yun made a lot of trouble, and Bai Chen had a splitting headache. , got through to Lin Xiaomi's call, and subconsciously complained to her.
Although Lin Xiaomi was also very worried, she still felt awkward sharing her worries with Bai Chen so intimately, and didn't know how to speak for a while.
She likes Bai Ruoxin as a younger sister in her heart, but she is not ready to accept Bai Chen as a father.
There was no movement on the phone, and Bai Chen came to his senses, and explained with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry to bother you after talking to you so much, then I'll hang up first, and then go out to find her."
The words to persuade him not to worry stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say it after several attempts. Lin Xiaomi was a little annoyed, so he finally had to answer and hung up the phone.
She tried to call Bai Ruoxin, but the phone displayed on the other side had been turned off.
Where can people go
Speaking of before, Lin Xiaomi might be very worried about Bai Ruoxin's mood, fearing that she would do something stupid, but this afternoon, she clearly figured it out, and they chatted so happily.
Looking around, Lin Xiaomi suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing in the room.
Leng Yihuang didn't take off his suit on the sofa. Normally, whenever he got home, he would take off his suit and throw it on the sofa. It's already this time, hasn't he come back yet
Just as she was thinking, a horn sounded from outside the yard. She threw off the quilt, jumped out of bed and ran to the window. It was Leng Yihuang's car.
Come back so late.
Leng Yihuang looked a little gloomy, stepped into the villa, looked around coldly, but did not see the little wife, and asked the servant in a cold voice: "Where is the young mistress?"
Just as he was asking, there was the sound of running upstairs, and then he saw Lin Xiaomi running down wearing a comfortable cotton nightdress.
"Why did you come back so late?" As Lin Xiaomi approached, he saw his gloomy eyebrows, the resolute arc of his chin was tightened, and a cold aura surrounded him, as if he was suppressing some kind of anger.
She walked up to the front carefully, took the suit jacket he took off, and held his big hand with her small hand, only to find that his hand was very cold, with the chill of the night: "It's so late, have you eaten yet?"
She coughed lightly, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, Xiaoxin didn't know where she went, but before you came back, Minister Bai... Bai Minister called and said that she hadn't gone back until now.
Leng Yihuang's expression immediately turned cold, and he stopped molesting her by eating noodles, and only gave her three words coldly: "I don't know."
Seeing his indifferent attitude, Lin Xiaomi knew that he was still taboo about the past.
"I actually met Xiaoxin today. She told me that you didn't actually have a relationship. It was all planned by Mrs. Bai before. She took her mother to apologize to you and hope you can forgive her."
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang frowned slightly, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at her leisurely.
"Then what's your attitude, and you want me to forgive her?"
Being caught in the middle of the story, Lin Xiaomi felt a little embarrassed, stretched out her hand and scratched her reddened ears, and said softly, "She called me sister today."