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Chapter 665 Thinking of Him
Before he knew it, it was already dark outside the window.

Looking up at the time on the wall, it was exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

The man's slender, bony hands took the phone on the desk, unlocked the screen, and found several unread text messages, all from Xu Miaomiao.

Perhaps it was because the afternoon was so ecstatic that he didn't even see her text message.

His gaze swept across the screen.

It's nothing important, he usually arrives home at around [-]:[-] pm after get off work, and before [-]:[-] pm, Xu Miaomiao felt that something was wrong, so she sent him five text messages within an hour, asking where he was.

From beginning to end, there was no phone call.

The car accident on New Year's Eve left her with lingering fears, and she had always silently thought that the reason why he had a car accident was because she called him and distracted him by arguing with him.

People are always like this. When they are afraid of something, they will always try to avoid it. For example, he doesn't want to go home now. He is afraid that he will lose control inexplicably like last night, and then let her suffer. Some unwarranted injuries.

He used to be proud of self-discipline and self-control, but now it has become a bit difficult for him.

He pressed his brows heavily, and suddenly felt that the headache that popped up from time to time was like a ticking time bomb, which could explode at any time.

The fingertips holding the phone suddenly lost some strength, and the phone slipped from his palm and fell heavily to the ground.

The orange light cut out the sharp outline of the man, but even under the warm light, his expression still looked so cold.

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It's ten o'clock.

Xu Miaomiao sat on the bed, hugged the quilt, and stared at the time on the phone.

I wanted to make a call several times but held back several times.

There was light rain falling in the sky, she walked to the window, looked beyond the slanted rain curtain, and looked into the distance.

About half an hour later, finally, Xu Miaomiao saw a bunch of bright car lights approaching from far to near, and the black Spyker finally stopped in front of the square of Dijing No. 1.

The car didn't drive into the garage, it just stopped there. From Xu Miaomiao's position, he could vaguely see what was inside the car.

Jiang Bai sat in the driver's seat, and Mu Junting sat in the back seat, next to the window.

He didn't mean to get out of the car, but lit a cigarette and puffed on it.

His movements were not in a hurry, but there was a certain kind of uncontrollable anger and anxiety, even if Xu Miaomiao was so far away from him, he could still feel it from his vague expression.

Xu Miaomiao's hand hanging by her side slowly clenched her fingers into a fist.

She restrained herself and waited quietly for a long time, but she didn't wait for him to get off the car.

Unable to bear it anymore, she took a pair of slippers, found an umbrella in the hall, and walked towards the car parked in the rainy night.

"Young Master Mu, my wife... is here."

From the corner of Jiang Bai's eyes, he glanced not far away, and hurriedly reported to the people behind him.

Mu Junting turned his gaze away, and his brows furrowed together.

I saw that she was wearing very thin clothes, and the rain and mist were blown obliquely by the cold wind, which wet half of her clothes.

Mu Junting opened the car door abruptly, took a step with his long legs, and ran towards her.

He looked angry, and Xu Miaomiao couldn't help but clenched her umbrella tightly, as if thinking of his expression when he was fiercely plundering last night.

(End of this chapter)