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Chapter 80 Notice, Min Qili can't remember Li Juehong's number

two days later

At five o'clock in the morning, Wen Miao knocked on the door on time.

"Morning, I didn't expect Chief Wen to come so early."

"Are you still resting? Sorry."

Wen Miao noticed that Min Qili was still depressed, and looked at her very apologetically.

"It's okay, Mr. Wen, wait a minute, I'm going to call Mrs. Philister now."

After speaking, Wen Miao was shut outside the door again.

The subordinates passing by saw his embarrassed look, and hugged his shoulders carelessly: "Brother Wen, if you like, go after him; Miss Min is leaving today, if you don't do anything, you will have no chance."

"Isn't your Xun training content enough today, do you need me to add some more?"

"No, no; Brother Wen, come on, we look forward to your good news."

Seeing his subordinates running away, Wen Miao lowered her head and couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Wen?"

In Min Qili's impression, Wen Miao has always been a cold-faced Rakshasa, with a cold face to everyone; she never expected to have such a soft side.

Were you laughing just now?

"Miss Min, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, Mrs. Felicet has packed up, you can come in."

After entering the room, the items in the small bag were placed on the table one by one; the precision instruments were running quickly, and after adjusting the equipment, Wen Miao handed them the mobile phone.

"Because of the particularity here, the content of your calls and contacts need to be registered, and after the call is over, the identity of your contact person will be checked. It will be released after the review is passed. Do you have any objections?"

"No. Mrs. Philister, would you like to contact your assistant?"

Mrs. Philister was sitting in front of the window, her back was facing them, and she made a dignified pose.

"No need, you just need to contact us; anyway, you are here to pick us up, what can't be explained after you go back?"

"Yes, then I will notify you."

After Min Qili dialed the number, she picked up a pen and began to fill in the information on the form.

Neither Li Juehong's phone number nor Gao Cen's phone number was remembered; after searching through the only phone numbers in his mind, he finally dialed Song Yuqing's number.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"Qingqing is me, I am Min Qili."

"Min Qili?"

Song Yuqing thought she was hallucinating, she moved the phone and glanced at the number, "Did you change the phone number?"

"No, this matter is not clear now; you tell Li Juehong the number and ask him to call back and pick me up with Mrs. Philister. After I go back, I will go to the crew to explain to you personally."

"Okay, you take care of yourself; I'm dead."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuqing looked at the inexplicable call and found Li Juehong's phone number.

She saved this number when she first got married to defend Min Qili; it has been three years, and I hope it hasn't been changed.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"Hmph," Song Yuqing's tone couldn't come up when thinking of Li Juehong and Gu Wan's "deeds", "I'm Song Yuqing."

His tone was calm, and his eyes seemed to meet an enemy.

"Are you Song Qin's younger sister?"

"Yes; that's fine, don't check your account. If you want to care, go care about your Gu Wan; Qili asked me to call you, and I will send you a number to call back later."

"Min Qili? Min Qili contacted you? Why didn't she contact me?"

"How do I know that Li Juehong's tone is interrogating a prisoner?"

No matter how arrogant and domineering Song Yuqing was at home, no one spoke to him in such a tone; she didn't know which tail Li Juehong stepped on just now, and she didn't want to be with a lion with a bad attitude.

"Sorry, I just care too much about Min Qili."

"Concern, do you care now? Are you too hypocritical? You have been married for three years and don't care. Now you are pretending, putting on airs, pretending to be fake, and pretending to be mysterious; I ask you, are you really divorced from Qili? Get the certificate with Gu Wan?"

"This is a matter between our husband and wife. Although you are her friend, Ms. Song, you are not qualified to meddle in other people's marriages."

Song Yuqing rolled her eyes speechlessly, picked up the glass and drank half a glass of water.

"Yes, I'm not qualified; if you find a mistress, you are qualified to disrupt other people's marriages. I have already sent the phone number."

After speaking, Song Yuqing directly cut off without giving her any chance to react.

"Bah, bah, bastard!"

After throwing the mobile phone on the bed and venting out the anger in my heart; calm down and sink the qi into the dantian.

After calming down, Song Yuqing found and copied the phone number and found WeChat.

"soldier?"

Frightened by the thoughts in her heart, Song Yuqing scrambled and knocked on Wu Ziyu's door.

"Wu Ziyu, are you still sleeping?"

"Song Yuqing, what are you doing? Don't think that if you don't have a role these days, you can make trouble."

After Song Yuqing entered, Wu Ziyu followed behind.

"Wu Ziyu, something seems to be wrong with Qi Li."

"Min Qili, although she is stupid sometimes, she is still smart on the whole; it should be fine."

Song Yuqing didn't speak, and showed him the WeChat interface that he had just found.

"Look at this, Qili just contacted me with this number, and asked me to notify Li Juehong; WeChat was found from the number, a soldier; I dare not say that he is on active duty, he used to be."

"Did something happen to Min Qili? You won't be in the scene for the next few days. The director said that we can move freely; go back and clean up now, I'll wait for you downstairs."
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When he received Song Yuqing's call, Li Juehong had already been working for thirty hours.

Looking at a number sent by Song Yuqing, the hard armor on her body gradually softened.

"Hi, hello, I'm Li Juehong."

Without hesitation, he dialed directly.

"Li Juehong, I'm Min Qili."

"Are you all right?"

Hearing the long-lost voice, Li Juehong spit out each word slowly in a daze.

"You wish me well?"

Mrs. Philister frowned when she heard Min Qili's answer, and looked back.

"No, as long as you're all right; is Mrs. Philister with you?"

"Yes. Next, you can communicate with him."

"She, who is he? Min Qili, are you still listening?"

"Hi, I'm Wenmiao"

Due to the confidentiality of his identity, Wen Miao gave a brief introduction, and Li Juehong understood.

"Mr. Wen, hello, I'm Li Juehong. Thank you for saving my wife and our important guests of the Li family."

"You're welcome, Mr. Li, this is our job. Do you have time today? You can come to pick them up anytime, and I'll text you the address later; when you get to the door, remember to call me. Otherwise, it's easy to be caught by the doorman The guard misunderstood."

"Okay, I see; thank you, Mr. Wen. I'm leaving now."

"By the way, Mr. Li. Feliste's foot is injured. If conditions permit, bring a medical team."

(End of this chapter)