Jun Moyan’s hands, which were resting on his legs, unknowingly clenched tightly together. The thought of Ye Qi’s arrival taking Wen Xiao’ai away made him unable to stay calm.
Jun Moyan suppressed his uneasy heart and asked, "Did Xiao’ai say who he was?"
"No, I didn’t really ask. I just heard Miss Wen call that guy sothing like Feng...yan. He looked like Miss Wen’s friend to , and their relationship seed quite... quite good. They even had dinner together in the evening."
After finishing all her chores, Xiaocha hesitated for nearly an hour before finally deciding to report it to Jun Moyan.
After all, with the young master not at ho, she had to look after the mistress on his behalf, otherwise what if soone took her away.
It’s not Ye Qi!
Jun Moyan’s suspended heart slowly settled down. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tightly clasped hands relaxed.
As long as it’s not Ye Qi.
For Jun Moyan, this so-called Ye Qi was even more challenging to deal with than the entire NEW organization or even the Baiming Sect.
But if it’s not Ye Qi, then who could it be?
Xiaoguai hasn’t t many people here.
"Where is Xiao’ai now? And where is that man?"
Upon knowing it’s not Ye Qi, Jun Moyan’s jealousy overflowed.
The questions he asked were laden with jealousy.
You little thing, how dare you bring a man ho.
Jun Moyan’s face instantly turned dark.
"Miss Wen is upstairs by herself now, and I don’t know where that man went."
"I see." Jun Moyan replied, then hung up the phone directly.
He then dialed Wen Xiao’ai’s phone.
"Sorry, the phone you have dialed is turned off..."
This little thing, she probably forgot to charge her phone again.
Wen Xiao’ai’s phone was off, and Jun Moyan guessed that she hadn’t charged her phone.
It showed how well he knew Wen Xiao’ai to that extent.
"Qing Yi, return to the country." Jun Moyan put away his phone and instructed Qing Yi beside him.
His tone was filled with an urgency to rush ho and eliminate his rival.
"Return to the country? Now?" Qing Yi asked, a bit unsure.
"Yes."
"But aren’t we going to country T to et Mr. Nick..."
"Return to the country! Imdiately!" Jun Moyan’s tone was firm, not bothering to explain.
At the thought of Wen Xiao’ai talking to another man, he couldn’t wait to rush back and tear that man into pieces.
Xiaocha also said they had dinner together.
Recalling Xiaocha’s words, Jun Moyan gritted his teeth silently, his lips pursing slightly, his eyes full of anger.
"Yes." Qing Yi said no more, imdiately instructing the driver to alter their course and fly to the neighboring country’s airport.
In fact, Qing Yi wanted to return even more than Jun Moyan.
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Long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Feng Liyan opened his eyes.
Upon waking up, he instinctively wanted to move his body a bit, only to discover that his waist was tightly embraced by Bai Yi, with Bai Yi’s leg pressing against his.
Feng Liyan couldn’t help but laugh and ceased his attempts to move.
He turned his head, looking at Bai Yi, who was under the quilt with only a portion of his black short hair exposed, and in his eyes was a tenderness he himself hadn’t noticed.
Feng Liyan raised his hand and gently lifted the quilt covering Bai Yi’s head.
Under the quilt, Bai Yi’s forehead was pressed against his shoulder, sleeping soundly.
Feng Liyan smiled and tugged down the quilt that covered Bai Yi’s head slightly.
Then, he didn’t wake him up or plan to get up himself, lest he disturb Bai Yi.
This silly boy was quite frightened last night, slept late, and not well.
Feng Liyan continued lying there, silently staring at the ceiling, waiting for Bai Yi to wake up on his own.
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