Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 36
At the same time, a private room in a hotel in the urban area.

The dinner specially for big stars was let go. As the manager, Jiang Lin called Luo Wanning all night, but the phone was turned off all the time.

"Well, sister Lin, Xiao Wanwan may not have started the machine after getting off the plane." Song Keke explained from the side.

"How is it possible? Her flight should have landed at [-]:[-] p.m., so how come she hasn't turned it on yet?"

Jiang Lin remembered something while talking, turned her head and asked in a low voice: "Ke Ke, didn't you pick up the plane? Where is she?"

"Well, maybe, maybe, maybe it's jet lag!"

Facing the two of them sat Qiao Zhenwei, the general manager of Luo Wanning's newly signed agency. He was a man in his 40s with a greasy three-quarter hairstyle, and his slightly fat face already had a look of impatience.

He played with a lighter on the table and said slowly: "Miss Xingluo is very capricious!"

"Mr. Qiao, I'm really sorry. It was my mistake. Xingluo has been flying for more than 20 hours straight after returning from Mancheng. She must be tired. I will take her to the company to meet you tomorrow morning. What do you think?" Jiang Lin quickly stood up and apologized.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qiao, when I went to pick her up, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes, she might have gone back to change clothes and fell asleep right away, hehehe." Song Keke also smiled at the side.

"Forget it, that's it, I have to leave first." Qiao Zhenwei got up and left after speaking.

Early the next morning.

Luo Wanning sneakily appeared at the door of Song Keke's small apartment.

Before she could finish entering the password, the door lock opened automatically with a "click".

Song Keke folded his arms and stood at the door with two big dark circles under his eyes, with an attitude of "you really recruited me".

On the first day after returning to China, he was carried away by a wild man and did not return all night. He even forgot such an important dinner. How could he not let people gossip?
Luo Wanning yawned and walked into the room, "Ke Ke, you woke up so early, I'll go to catch the jet lag first!"

Song Keke, who looks nervous on the surface, is very shrewd in her heart, how can she allow herself to be fooled like this?
"Heh, heh, when you were carried away by the wild man, why didn't you think about jet lag first?" Song Keke stopped in front of her and said.

Luo Wanning's eyebrows twitched, "."

Wild man?
Knowing that she couldn't escape her best friend's interrogation, she simply asked the other party to make a pot of tea and sit down to explain slowly.

On the other hand, Mu Shihan rarely had a good night's sleep.

It's a pity that when he woke up, his side was empty, only a trace of residual warmth around him proved that last night was not a dream of his own.

Luo Wanning really came back, and she once again truly appeared by his side.

Suburbs, Haojingtiandi.

A high-pitched mobile phone rang in the dark bedroom, and the girl who was disturbed from sleep let out a burst of coquettish anger.

"Honey, call."

After a while, the closed electric curtains were slowly opened on both sides, and the warm sun of early summer sprinkled all over the ground.

The man rolled over and got out of bed, picked up a bath towel on the ground and wrapped it around his waist, then picked up the phone from the bedside table and walked to the bathroom while picking it up.

"You don't engage in raids in the middle of the night, but harassment in the early morning?"

"Old Qin, now I believe that what you said before is correct!" Mu Shihan's voice came faintly from the other end of the phone, and he was refreshed.

"What?"

"My Sleep Problems Are Really Related to My Ex-Wife!"

“How come you see?”

"I met her again yesterday, slept with her all night, and just woke up 5 minutes ago!"

Qin Moyang turned on the shower in the shower room, and as soon as his front foot stepped in, he was so shocked by his shocking words that his foot slipped out, and he almost broke his tailbone with a somersault.

"So... what do you want to express?"

Mu Shihan didn't make another sound, but hung up the phone, leaving his psychiatrist messy in the bathroom alone.
An hour later, the Mu Group.

The executives waiting in the conference room were suddenly notified that the morning meeting was cancelled.

In the president's office, Cheng Feng looked at his boss's scratched face and inflexible waist, imagining what happened yesterday.

(End of this chapter)