But when she saw the stairs leading to the room on the second floor, Wen Xiao’ai suddenly quickened her pace, rushing up the stairs.
No one in the room, and no one in the study either.
Wen Xiao’ai’s heart suddenly panicked.
She knew that Jun Moyan should be at the company at this ti, but not seeing him right away made her unable to control her emotions.
Wen Xiao’ai ran downstairs and saw Xiaocha coming out of the dining area.
"Miss Wen?" Xiaocha exclaid joyfully, "You’re back."
"Did sothing happen? Why do you..."
Why do you look so thin and haggard?
Without waiting for Xiaocha to finish her question, Wen Xiao’ai quickly asked, "Xiaocha, where’s Jun Moyan?"
"Third Master went out, probably to the company. No, Third Master seems to have been busy with sothing else these days and hasn’t had the ti to go to the company."
"Busy with sothing else? He hasn’t gone on a business trip, has he?" Wen Xiao’ai imdiately panicked hearing this.
Previously, every ti he went on a business trip, it was to faraway places, and he would be gone for several days.
She only has a few hours left.
"Not on a business trip, just busy with sothing else. It’s quite mysterious, I also don’t know what it is, perhaps it’s so big project. Miss Wen, don’t worry, call Third Master, he’ll definitely co back right away."
"A call? A call." Wen Xiao’ai quickly reached into her pocket, took out the phone Jun Moyan bought for her.
"It’s broken, not lighting up."
Wen Xiao’ai anxiously showed Xiaocha the unresponsive phone.
"Out of battery, no problem, use the landline."
Xiaocha quickly brought over the landline, dialed Jun Moyan’s number, and handed it to Wen Xiao’ai.
Listening to the "beep beep" sound from the phone, Wen Xiao’ai slowly cald down.
The phone rang for quite a while before it was answered.
Jun Moyan’s cold voice ca through the receiver:
"What is it?"
Just like when she first t him, he didn’t like to smile, even his words were tinged with ice shards.
Yet this one sentence, cold yet familiar, made Wen Xiao’ai burst into tears.
"Wuuu... Jun Moyan..."
Wen Xiao’ai held the phone and started crying outright.
On the other end, Jun Moyan was stunned, and after a mont, almost without the brain processing it, his heart had already reacted:
"...Xiaoguai?"
"Is that you?" he asked, holding his breath, unable to believe.
"Wuuu... Jun Moyan, where are you?"
The Wen Xiao’ai on the other side cried as if suffering from the greatest grievance, unable to stop.
Wanting to cry out all the grievances she had endured during this ti.
"What happened? What’s wrong?"
Hearing Wen Xiao’ai cry alard Jun Moyan, who imdiately rushed out of a high-end bridal shop, leaving the driver behind and getting into the car himself.
Without ti to fasten his seatbelt, he imdiately started the engine and drove away.
"Wuuu... Jun Moyan, co back, co back quickly..."
Wen Xiao’ai said nothing else, just kept calling for Jun Moyan to return.
She wants to see him, right now, imdiately.
"Okay, okay, I’ll co back right away, right away." Jun Moyan tried to sound calm, but the hand holding the phone and the steering wheel trembled slightly, his face gradually turning pale, with panic and urgency in his eyes.
Suddenly returning, and crying like this, sothing must have happened.
"Wuuu, Jun Moyan... hurry up."
"Okay, right away, right away. Don’t cry, tell what’s going on?"
Jun Moyan operated the steering wheel with one hand, pressed the gas pedal to the floor, and ran red lights all the way to Wu Garden.
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