Black-bellied husband is addicted to love: eat a sweet wife

Yan Shaoheng finally lowered his eyes and looked at his mobile phone screen. book>

In fact, when there is a new text message, the phone will only give you two choices, either read it now or not read it temporarily, but Yan Shaoheng looked at the screen and maintained this posture for a while, and finally chose to ignore it.

He put away his phone, nodded slightly to the man standing in front of him, "Zhang Dong."

"..." Zhang Dong broke out in cold sweat.

Everyone in the mall knows Yan Shaoheng's temper and habits. [

He doesn't like to socialize. It's okay for you to talk to him all day in business, but in social situations, he may even ignore you.

Under normal conditions, he would never say hello to someone twice in a row, and his current behavior can only explain one thing - he didn't know where his mind was going, and now he doesn't know at all. What are you doing.

He wouldn't be so stupid as to ask him "Hey, Young Master Yan, why are you so stupid today"...but he really wanted to know who had such a great influence to make Young Master Yan so out of his mind.

Could it be... that young master of the Yan family who can't be offended?

Shivering, Zhang Dong quickly drove the terrifying and miraculous Young Master Yan out of his mind, pretending that he had just appeared in front of him, and tried his best to talk to him.

That night, Xu Yiran waited for Yan Shaoheng for a long time.

Waiting from the living room to the upstairs bedroom——she had just waited for a long time, and wanted to go upstairs to add some clothes, but later found that the window of her room was a good location, standing in front of the window, if Yan Shaoheng's car came back, it would be a She could see it from afar.

Putting on a coat for herself, she lay on the window sill, frequently checking the time on her phone, wishing she could rush to the hotel where the banquet was held and find Yan Shaoheng.

She sent all the explanations in the text message, why didn't he respond at all?

No, if he didn't come back, it was already the most direct and obvious reaction - he was angry.

After that phone call, Yan Shaoheng didn't contact her again. The man who would send her a countdown text message, counting the hours before "eating", seemed to have suddenly forgotten about it, even... It was as if she had been forgotten.

He was really pissed.

It smells like smoke.

In a daze, this idea suddenly flashed into Xu Yiran's mind.

smoke?Waking up suddenly, she sat up, only to find that she was on the bed_.

Didn't she lie on the window sill, waiting for Yan Shaoheng to come back?But now she was lying on the bed_the windows were covered with extremely thick blackout curtains, which completely blocked the light outside, making it impossible for her to tell the time.

Fortunately, she saw Yan Shaoheng.

He was sitting beside his bed, probably looking at her, the light in this room was too dark, she could only see the little red sparks on the cigarette under his fingertips, flickering and flickering in her eyes, The very faint light gave people the illusion that it would go out at any time, like her current uneasy mood.

Picking up the phone and checking the time, Xu Yiran was stunned for a moment, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" It was already four o'clock, and the sky should be bright outside. [

"Can't sleep." Yan Shaoheng answered simply.

He doesn't usually smoke, so Xu Yiran doesn't know whether his voice sounds a little hoarse because of smoking.

"Take a shower, lie down for a while and then fall asleep." Xu Yiran wanted to pull her up. She did have a lot to say, but there were still more than three hours before he should leave for work. He had to Take a break.