Chapter 217: Chapter 217: You Didn’t Dismantle the Director’s House, Did You? Chapter 217: Chapter 217: You Didn’t Dismantle the Director’s House, Did You? Ye Weiwei was in big trouble. Just as she feared, whatever she was afraid of ca to pass.
“I didn’t want to co pick you up?” Xiao Jinghan’s tone rose slightly, tinged with anger, “Xixi missed her mommy.”
Xixi…
Ye Weiwei bit her lower lip, unable to hold out any longer. She really wasn’t suited for lying, “I’m sorry.”
The apology was crisp.
“Why are you apologizing?” Xiao Jinghan’s voice was deep but couldn’t hide a touch of pleasure.
He was an extrely smart man. When Ye Weiwei ntioned she was learning scriptwriting, he had already figured out why their postures appeared so intimate.
It’s just that he was not happy she lied to him like this.
He wasn’t petty; if she had just told him, he would naturally support her, even with all the added baggage.
“It’s just…” Ye Weiwei’s heart kept drumming; she didn’t know what to say next, ready to continue hiding and lying when she heard the cold voice from the other end, “Just what?”
Ye Weiwei bit her lip, giving herself a pep talk, and tried to speak in a softer, guilt-ridden voice: “It’s just that I lied. I wasn’t with Nan Xin; I was at the director’s house.”
“Um.” Xiao Jinghan’s face remained cold.
“The door couldn’t be opened, and the windows were welded shut; this is why I couldn’t co out. I didn’t intentionally stay away from ho to not see Xixi.” Ye Weiwei’s voice got softer and softer, like a kitty that had sneakily eaten its owner’s snack, utterly tender.
Xiao Jinghan was silent for three seconds, then said: “Give the address; I’ll help you solve the problem.”
“Ah?” Ye Weiwei was taken aback, “You’re not going to tear down the director’s house, are you?”
Ye Weiwei didn’t know why, but when she heard Xiao Jinghan was coming, her first thought was that he wanted to tear down the place.
“I’m not that violent!” Xiao Jinghan said.
“Then… I’ll give you the address!” Speaking of which, Ye Weiwei hung up the phone.
After sharing her location, Ye Feifei sat in the chair and took a long breath, feeling a sense of survival from a catastrophe.
Zhang Chi had seen how she was on the phone; as a smart man, he figured out the relationship between Ye Weiwei and the person on the other end after a couple of thoughts.
He smiled and said, “Did your boyfriend get the wrong idea?”
“No, not a boyfriend!” Ye Weiwei quickly waved her hands to explain.
“No worries, you don’t have to explain. I’ll help you when he gets here,” Zhang Chi said as he purposely moved his chair away.
Knowing she was taken, he needed to show propriety.
It was this action of moving the chair that allowed Xiao Jinghan to clearly see Ye Weiwei’s posture.
Seeing that Ye Weiwei was truly typing, all his bad mood dissipated.
Twenty minutes later, a helicopter appeared above Zhang Chi’s house.
Then a long rope ladder was lowered, and six well-trained n in black descended one by one down the ladder, clinging to Zhang Chi’s room’s glass like Spiderman.
Ye Weiwei saw soone on the glass and was stunned for a second, then moved closer to look.
In the night, the professional Spiderman took out a silver tool and aid it at a certain spot on Zhang Chi’s house’s glass window…
After a not-so-loud noise, the glass window actually opened.
Ye Weiwei moved closer to take a look outside, then turned to Zhang Chi, “Director, I’m sorry that I broke your window.”
“No problem, I’ll have my parents fix it tomorrow.” They made the ss, so naturally, they would clean it up.
Ye Weiwei adorably nodded her head. At this mont, her phone rang. She slid to answer, and the next second Xiao Jinghan’s voice poured in.
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