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"Dididi" -- the car behind daobeiting honked its horn impatiently to remind the green light to arrive.

There are six two-way lanes, only daobeiting lane is still standing. Chi Huan looks at the front and back of the car, walking or standing in the same place.

Daobeiting raised his hand and honked the horn. The G65 horn seemed to be more harsh than the horn of other cars, which instantly brought back Chi Huan's thoughts.

She looked blankly at the endless stream of cars, in a dilemma.

The car behind daobeiting passed him in the lane next to him. When he saw Chi Huan standing at the zebra crossing disturbing the traffic, he opened the window and said, "what's wrong with you!

In just 60 seconds, she felt like 60 years had passed, until the green light on the sidewalk came on, and the pedestrians shuttled back and forth on the zebra crossing. Chi Huan quickly followed the pedestrians and disappeared in the sight of daobeiting.

Daobeiting in the car still maintained his cold expression just now, but he didn't know that his hand holding the steering wheel was green. When the next green light came, he stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out quickly.

Only yesterday did he make up his mind to throw Chi Huan out of his life. He did a good job in the hospital just now, pretending not to know him.

Why, just now I saw her standing on the zebra crossing at a loss, and I wanted to unfasten her seat belt, rush out of the car and scold her for not being able to cross the road?

But didn't he hold back? So I had to vent my anger on the car.

Constantly beyond the car next to, in the city road speed of 90 yards.

The car phone rang. He picked it up without looking at the call. If there was no one to let him vent his anger, he would die of depression.

"Mom! You finally answered the phone

But is there something wrong with the way the phone is turned on?

What's the matter with calling mom when you come up? Even if it's a child, it should be called Dad, and daonianmian won't call him in such a coquettish voice.

Daobeiting thinks about whether some child has mischievously dialed the wrong number. He looks to the mobile phone screen and sees the number from New York.

"Why don't you talk, mom? Mom? " The childish girl voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mommy, can you hear me?"

Chinese and English mixed voice, Dao Beiting didn't know how to pick up the girl's words for a moment.

Is this number called by Chi Huan in his office yesterday? If so, who is the little girl, called Chi Huan "mother", daughter?

The daughter of Chi Huan and Fu Xingzhi?

Dao Beiting can't think normally now. He stops his car by the side of the road and takes the phone over. He hasn't spoken yet.

"Mom, why don't you answer me? Is your signal bad? Or did I do something to make you unhappy? "

"You..." Dao Beiting opened his mouth and found his voice stuck in his throat.

"Father Chen, mother answered the phone but didn't speak. Is the signal bad?"

"Yes? I'll tell her

"Here you are."

Dao Beiting heard the conversation between the girl on the phone and a man.

The girl called the man "Dad", not the daughter of Chi Huan and Fu Xingzhi, but the daughter of this man?

Or, this call is wrong, it's really wrong.

"This is not my mother's number. You have the wrong number. Don't dial the number mischievously in the future, OK?"

"Wrong number?" The girl asked uncertainly.

The man took the mobile phone, saw the phone that had not been hung up, and said to the person at the end of the phone: "sorry, our child mischievously called you. I'm sorry for troubling you."

Especially official words, Road North Ting light voice reply: "it doesn't matter."

With that, they hang up at the same time.

It's really the wrong number. Daobeiting firmly believes it.