Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 383 It seems that she has no other way to contact Fu Xiheng except a mobile phone

There is a bright scene in sight, and the whole villa is like a resplendent palace.

Just looking at this big room, An Nuan felt extremely empty in her heart, with nowhere to go.

Not wanting Aunt Tong to worry, An Nuan finally forced her tired body to come to the kitchen, raised her lips and smiled slightly, "Aunt Tong, go and rest first, I can clean up by myself after eating, I don't need to bother you."

"Okay, Ma'am, go to bed early after you eat, and let me get up tomorrow morning to clean up." Aunt Tong didn't insist, and left after agreeing.

For a time, without Aunt Tong's enthusiastic laughter, the kitchen was eerily quiet.

An Nuan tasted like chewing wax, and returned to the room after taking two simple bites.

After washing and grooming at the fastest speed, he took out his mobile phone to read Fu Xiheng's news as soon as he lay down on the bed.

From sending the message to now, the other party has not moved at all.

An Nuan's heart turned cold, and the next moment she dialed Fu Xiheng's number.

The other end of the phone showed that it was turned off.

Now she couldn't sit still anymore, she threw off the thin quilt and got out of bed, stepped on the floor barefoot and walked to the window.

It is daytime in the United States, and according to the time she calculated, from the time she sent the message to the present, he always has time to reply to her.

After all, when you get up, or when you have time to eat, you have time to look at your phone...

And he has no news.

Unless... the man didn't look at his phone.

Otherwise, it is impossible not to reply to her after seeing her message.

The dazzling light in the room illuminated the glass windows brightly, An Nuan slightly hooked her left index finger, raised her chin and looked up at the starry sky.

It seems that apart from a mobile phone, she really has no other way to contact Fu Xiheng.

An Nuan frowned lightly, looked down at the phone, and suddenly Feng Qian's name popped into her mind.

The corners of her lips curled up involuntarily, Feng Qian's phone number was on her phone.

This time when Fu Xiheng went abroad, he took Feng Qian with him. Fu Xiheng didn't have time to look at his mobile phone. As the assistant to the president, Feng Qian would always watch it often...

On the other side of the ocean at this time——

Following Fleck's instructions, Feng Qian waited quietly outside the room, with a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fu Xiheng had already explained to him before entering the room, so when he really received a call from An Nuan, he didn't show any panic.

"Mrs,"

"Hello, Assistant Feng, are you by Fu Xiheng's side now?" Seeing that the call was connected, An Nuan was a little excited.

The little white hand lightly pressed on the window sill, and said softly: "I sent him a message before and he hasn't replied until now, are you busy?"

"Well, Mr. Fu is busy."

According to the man's explanation, "This time, C Asia and the American partner have developed a new beauty technology product, which needs to be tested in a completely enclosed space,"

An Nuan wanted to tell him what happened today, but when she heard Feng Qian say that Fu Xiheng was very busy, she stopped talking.

After thinking about it, the matter of the bichon frize has nothing to do with her. She will be truly free when the forensic results come out, so there is no need to tell Fu Xiheng to distract him.

"Okay, I see." An Nuan tightly clutched the phone next to her ear, "Feng Qian, it's convenient for him to answer the phone now..."

Before An Nuan finished speaking, Feng Qian saw the door of the room with the light on being opened from the inside, and Fleck in a sterile surgical gown came out.

Seeing his solemn expression, he shook his head towards himself, Feng Qian shook his hands, "Madam, let's stop talking, I'm going to be busy soon..."

(End of this chapter)