The Boss is Very Busy

After ringing for a while, the phone hung up automatically. Mu Yan coldly looked at the mobile phone at his fingertips, pressed the dark tide in his heart, and silently turned off the phone.

He got out of the car and walked upstairs step by step, with no trace of emotion on his face.

The fingers hidden in the pockets were silently clenched, and the bright pupils were deep and deep.

When he got home, Mu Yan walked straight into the house. Even though his face was calm and his heart was suffering from extreme colic, his face became paler and he was holding the phone tightly in his hand.

The young man glanced at the phone at last, suppressing the emotions in his heart, silently opened the cabinet, and put the phone in the closed phone.

Without the slightest expression, he closed the cabinet abruptly.

The sound rang in the silent room.

Mu Yan stood quietly for a while, and locked the cabinet indifferently.

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"Hello, the phone you dialed is turned off..."

MuMian put down the phone, Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and asked: "How is it, have you gotten through?"

MuMian shook his head and sighed.

"Shut down."

Chu Yao uttered, wondering.

"Did someone pick it up?"

The girl bit her lip and felt something was wrong: "No, I was holding it when I was in the car. It seems that I forgot to get in the car."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows.

"If you forget to get in the car, Mu Yan will definitely answer it. You may fall into that corner when you get off the car, and you will be picked up by someone else, and you will be shut down directly. It is estimated that your card has been pulled out. These days, there have been too many unqualified people."

Chu Yao asked again.

"Why don't you give Brother Mu a call?"

MuMian thought for a while and nodded.

Chu Yao didn't have Mu Yan's mobile phone number in her mobile phone. She had a good memory and entered the mobile phone number and dialed it. This time it was very fast, and the phone was connected within a few seconds.

Mu Yan's expression was indifferent and cold. He stretched out his snow-white jade fingers and slowly took off his coat, while he connected the phone. His voice was cold and calm: "Hey."

MuMian shouted through the phone.

"Little brother, it's me."

There seems to be a little surprised.

Hearing the girl's sweet and soft voice, the young man clenched his fingertips and sat on the sofa with his eyes down, his face calm, but his voice softened.

"Mianmian? Why are you... this call is?"

MuMian distressed.

"Brother, my phone seems to have fallen into your car, have you seen it?"

"Really?" Mu Yan's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were dull and deep under his beautiful curly eyelashes. He pretended to be unclear, and there was nothing wrong with his face.

"I didn't see it."

He squeezed the phone tightly and spoke slowly.

"Did it fall somewhere else, don't worry."

MuMian nodded.

"Why don't I go find it tomorrow."

Nothing was wrong in the boy's tone, and he calmed the girl expressionlessly.

"It's okay, I'll help you find it later."

The girl hummed.

"Then trouble little brother."

"It's not troublesome." The fair-skinned boy's voice was soft: "What is the trouble between us?"

MuMian didn't feel anything wrong.

So he nodded: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yan sat there and didn't move. He put down the phone calmly, glanced at the cabinet with gloomy eyes, and slowly retracted his gaze, coldly curling his lips.

Waited silently for a while.

Mu Yan turned on the phone and found the phone number to send a message.

[Sorry, Mianmian, the phone is not in the car, it may be lost. 】

[Is there anything important in the phone? Don't worry... I'll take you to buy it tomorrow. 】