Mu Wanqing seemed to be terribly frightened. She had admired Fan for a long time before she heard a weak and restless voice coming from the receiver tremblingly: "It's nothing, just asking you for An'an, what time will you go home at night..."

Hearing this, Yang Mufan frowned, stood up and walked to the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, and then asked in a hoarse and pleasant voice: "What time do you go home?! Can An An ask me for anything?!"

Mu Wanqing: "It's nothing, it's just that he was muttering that you don't have time to have dinner with him recently, so..."

Before Mu Wanqing finished speaking, Yang Mufan was the first to interrupt.

He said: "The company has encountered some troubles recently, and there are many things to deal with..."

Upon hearing these words, Mu Wanqing's heart turned cold.

She was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor of Xi Shangyuan, her eyes were slightly lowered, she was looking up her little head, looking forward to her son with great anticipation, she pursed her lips, made a small sound, but with a Endless lost voice: "Oh, I see..."

Yang Mufan walked to the office, quickly checked his schedule for today, hesitated for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I will try my best to put down all the work that can be turned down today, and try to come back as soon as possible."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Wanqing's originally dull eyes suddenly shot out a radiance that couldn't be concealed no matter what, she asked happily: "Really?!"

Yang Mufan said, "Try to..."

"Then I'll accompany An An and wait for you to come back together." Mu Wanqing said with a smile on her face, "Then I won't disturb your work and hang up first."

After hearing this, Yang Mufan reflexively went to hang up the phone.

But one second before hanging up the phone, he clearly heard Mu Wanqing and her son cheering happily through the receiver.

He frowned, a little confused, why are the mother and son so happy? !Just because he promised to go back to eat with them at night? !

Will it be too easy to satisfy.

Melancholy turns to melancholy, wonder turns to wonder, but thinking of the way their mother and son are dancing and dancing at home, admiring Fan You's dark and deep eyes, he couldn't help but smile round after round.

Introverted and reserved, but clearly visible, people cannot ignore it.

Wen Xiaorou was holding a stack of thick documents, standing at the door of the concealed office, looking through the narrow gap, looking at the office phone, who was calling his assistant, and admired Fan Fan, who had canceled the trip, looked at the corner of his mouth slightly raised. Looking sideways, she clasped her hands holding the document tightly together...

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Six pm.

When Yang Mufan finished handling the last investment case in his hand, he pinched his temples that were sore and sore from facing the computer for a long time, and then glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

Finding that the time to go home for dinner was just right, he turned off the computer, took his coat and car keys instead, and prepared to go to the garage to pick up the car and go home.

However, as soon as he walked out of the office, he saw the head of the secretarial department downstairs running towards him in a hurry, panting heavily, and said incoherently in panic: "President, President, it's not good, For some unknown reason, Miss Wen suddenly passed out..."

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