After the divorce with the cub, the cold ex-husband cried and asked to remarry

Chapter 13 You still know that you care about my life and death

when the phone rang.

Mu Yao was taking a shower, and when she got out of the shower, the phone was out of battery and turned off automatically.

She checked the time. It was eleven o'clock at night. She thought it was a nuisance call, so she plugged in the charger and went to sleep.

Boot up the next morning.

Only to find that there were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone, and except for an unfamiliar number, the rest were all from Song Yufei.

She hurried back and was picked up by assistant Xiao Zhou.

"Miss Mu, Mr. Song went to look for you last night. There was a car accident on the way, and he is still lying in the hospital. Come here quickly."

"Car accident? Is it serious?" Mu Yao was startled. "Which hospital?"

"First Hospital, come here quickly."

Mu Yao didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

In the ward, Song Yufei had already woken up, his hands and face were covered with gauze, and when he saw Mu Yao, he became very angry.

"You still know how to care about my life and death. Mu Yao, you are simply a scumbag, a big scavenger. Why did I choose you to march into City A with me?"

Yesterday afternoon, the district office called and said that they were very satisfied with the information submitted by Mrs. Song, especially the design drawings, and they also put forward several suggestions for revision.

Song Yufei hung up the phone and rushed towards the community where Mu Yao lived, but collided with a luxury car coming out of the head.

This is not the point, the point is that he missed the opportunity to fight Miss Weiran for [-] rounds.

Ever since Song Yufei returned to City A, he has launched a fierce pursuit of Internet celebrity Weiran.

But Wei Ran has been hanging on his appetite, neither rejecting nor accepting.

Finally, Wei Ran agreed to his date request last night.

He's all dressed up and ready to be romantic.

It ended up in the hospital.

It's all because of Mu Yao.

After the accident, he immediately called Mu Yao, but not only did Mu Yao not answer, she even turned off the phone in the end.

Song Yufei was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"I want to pick up girls in a hurry, and you blame me. Don't you know how to watch computer videos after reading the design draft?" Mu Yao saw that he could still swear, so she knew that the problem was not serious, and replied angrily.

"That depends on whether Lian can contact you, busy man. Since you left the company yesterday, I have made a video call to you. Can you get through on your mobile phone?" Song Yufei gritted his teeth, wishing he could pick up this annoying phone The glasses girl threw it far away.

Why does it feel like he is not the boss, but her Muda designer is the boss.

Mu Yao remembered that after get off work, she had been communicating with Xiao Manguo all the time, so she closed her mouth with guilt.

"Why are you still standing there? I'm starving to death, hurry up and buy me something to eat." Song Yufei scolded again.

Song Yufei couldn't understand why he recruited such a designer who wanted to look good, but had a bad temper, into the company.

From top to bottom of her body, except for the things she designed, nothing caught his eyes.

Mu Yao didn't care.

She had already learned about Song Yufei's bad temper.

As long as his salary is high, she always listens to him with one ear and out the other.

Hearing this, she took her bag and went out to buy breakfast.

She didn't eat breakfast either, so she bought an extra one, and ate carelessly while looking at her phone on the way back to the hospital.

When Lu Jingchen rushed to the hospital, he saw Mu Yao lowered her head, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and gnawing a steamed bun in the other.

After so many years, she is still an old habit.

When she was in college, she often did this, eating breakfast while rushing to the classroom.

He has told her countless times that walking and eating is not good for the stomach.

She doesn't listen.

Then, the next time my stomach hurts, I pester him again for a hug.

(End of this chapter)