My World Is All abou Chapter 130 - 130 130 Weibo (4)1

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Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Weibo (4)_1

Just as she finished reposting the Weibo, the maid called Jing Haohao down for lunch. She tossed her phone on the bed and headed downstairs.

After lunch, she picked up her phone only to find a few notifications on Weibo. Browsing through them casually, she stiffened when she ca across a private ssage. She felt a jolt, as if struck by lightning. It took her a while to regain her senses, then she blinked her eyes, reading the ssage word by word.

[Haohao, it’s Liangnian.]

[Haohao, where did you go? Why did you disappear for so long without contacting ? Your phone doesn’t even go through.]

[Haohao, you must reply when you see this ssage, do you know how crazy it drove

looking for you!]

Though the ssage was less than a hundred words long, Jing Haohao spent a full five minutes reading it.

When she ca back to herself, she realized her eyes were moist with unshed tears.

She couldn’t recall the last ti she spoke to Shen Liangnian. All she knew was that from the ti they t until now, they had never spent this much ti apart without speaking to each other.

Jing Haohao couldn’t describe her feelings. She reread the ssages a couple of tis before typing slowly and attentively on the keyboard: Liangnian, I miss you so much…

After typing, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, slowly deleted the sentence, typed two new characters, and sent it: [Liangnian.]

After sending the private ssage, Jing Haohao kept glancing at her phone, but even after half an hour, there was no reply from Shen Liangnian.

When her phone finally rang, she picked it up in a hurry, only to find a ssage from Liang Chen: [Do you still like those things?]

Feeling sowhat disappointed, Jing Haohao still replied to Liang Chen with two words: [Yes.]

After that, Liang Chen didn’t send anything else.

Jing Haohao lazily lounged on the chaise, waiting for a private ssage from Shen Liangnian until she drifted in and out of sleep.

Jing Haohao hadn’t fallen deeply asleep when she heard noises outside. She got up, put on her shoes, and saw a group of people carrying things towards the westernmost bedroom.

She cast a puzzled glance at Nanny Lin, who also shook her head, saying, “I also don’t know what’s going on. Mr. Chen asked them to do it.”