Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

But no one answered his question. Wu haofei wanted to stand up and grope for the rescue bell. Half squatting straight, half pulled down by the cold rain, and held his arm to death. Obviously, he was extremely afraid.

"It's OK. It's just the elevator failure." Wu haofei comfortingly patted her on the back of her hand, clutching her arm. For a moment, she felt helpless at her extreme reaction.

No matter how lonely and aloof, after all, it's just a girl. He sighed in his heart, and his voice was soft.

But what he felt was not only the cold back of his hand, but also the cold liquid. Wu haofei turned to his side in surprise.

Trembling and sniffling from his arms told him that the girl around him was crying.

This made him feel a little confused. Although Wu haofei was gentle, it was the first time he met such a thing.

"Where did it hurt? Don't worry, it's just the elevator fault. It will be fine soon. Let me go and ring the alarm first, so that someone will come to save us in a moment. "

It's like Wu haofei's trying to persuade him, but he didn't respond to his words.

He shakes his head helplessly, people around him can't say clearly, so he can only rely on his own efforts.

With free left hand from the pocket turned over, action some tangled toss for a while, just turned out the mobile phone.

Fortunately, there is a signal on the mobile phone. Although it is not strong, it is enough to make a phone call.

Fortunately, Wu haofei found his phone number in the emergency directory several times.

"Is it the maintenance department? There is something wrong with the private elevator. Yes, there are two people trapped in it. When will you come? Fifteen minutes? Well, well, hurry up. "

It took ten minutes to get through the phone, Wu haofei said the situation in the elevator roughly, but did not mention the cold rain.

Considering her social status, if some strange news comes out, it will have a certain negative impact on her later career as an artist.

Since they have hired Leng Qingyu as their image spokesperson, the consideration of this aspect is naturally within the scope of work.

"Don't be afraid. I just called. The maintenance department will be here in 15 minutes." Wu haofei turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and lit it on the ground in front of him, comforting Leng Qingyu.

after listening to him, it seemed that the mood of Leng Qingyu had stabilized, and then suddenly began to cry, as if all the fears and grievances previously suffered were released.

Cold rain, eyes hazy, clutching Wu haofei's sleeve. At that time, she just felt a little stuffy in her chest, and then some scattered memories bumped into her brain. The picture was too clear and the feeling was too real, which made her whole person a little confused.

It seems that she stayed in the dark for a long time, and the light suddenly appeared just like breaking the haze in her heart and letting her breathe again.

The painful memories disappear quietly, the cold rain reminds each other of the fragments is very fuzzy, but remember the feeling at that time, life is not like death pain.

"Miss Leng? Are you all right? " When the cold rain back to God, he is leaning on a generous embrace, ear is familiar, very gentle worry.

She pushed Wu haofei away in some embarrassment, then wiped the tears on her face.

"I, I'm fine." Her voice was still choking, but obviously less than the previous tremor.

Wu haofei breathed a sigh of relief and said again, "the maintenance department will be here in about five minutes. If we support for a while, we will be able to go out soon."

Leng Qingyu is still regretting that she just hid in a man's arms, and the answer is unavoidably colder.

Wu haofei was not too surprised by the rapid change of her attitude. On the contrary, her sudden abnormality aroused his interest. There must be a sad story behind the cold rain.

Xiao's house, in the living room.

Xiao Zhenhai, dressed in a dark red standing collar Zhongshan suit, leaned slightly, holding a chess piece in his hand, and "pa" fell.

Lao Zhou, who is sitting opposite to him, is also a fan. But after eating master Xiao's chess pieces, his calm face was as usual, and he could not see his happiness and anger.

"No, no more!"

The old man glanced at the four or five soldiers in Lao Zhou's hand, and pushed the chessboard in front of him with some annoyance.

"You are really better at chess!" The old man sighed, put his hands on his legs and stood up.

"The master is not bad at chess, but he is upset today."

Lao Zhou stood up respectfully, went to Xiao Zhenhai and helped him.

Mr. Xiao didn't refute, but sighed.

These days, his mind is always thinking about what the child said. Qin Ran Ran was pregnant with Mu Ran's flesh and blood, as if he had been cast a Dharma.

And these days when I go to bed, I will dream of a child. I have thought every day and dream at night. It is no wonder that he is in a depressed mood now.Although his relationship with Li Muran was not good, he was their Xiao family's, and his children were their descendants.

The Xiao family is too lonely now. Maybe it will be more lively with children.