16: 16, be good, wait for me 16: 16, be good, wait for me “Uh…
that’s not what I meant!”
An Xiaoyu hastily explained.
Actually, hearing his voice in that moment made her feel much more at ease.
She had just been considering whether to call him; who would have thought he’d call first?
Was this what they call a telepathic connection?
“You’re back in the country?”
An Xiaoyu was a bit shocked.
Did that guy have Clairvoyance or what?
“I’m currently standing outside the apartment someone used to live in, but the main door is shut tight, and someone has taken off without a word!
After all, we know each other, how could you leave without even saying goodbye?”
An Xiaoyu nearly choked on his words.
“I did call, but your phone was off!
However, I brought your clothes back in my suitcase.
Maybe you could give me your address, and I’ll send them to you!”
On the other end, Shen Yufeng was silent for a moment, then said faintly, “No need, return them to me the next time we meet!”
An Xiaoyu frowned slightly.
The next time they met?
She was in China and he was abroad; who knew when they might see each other again!
“I might not go to M country ever again!
So…” Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩
“No worries, we’ll meet again soon!” Shen Yufeng said meaningfully, “Be good, wait for me!”
Before An Xiaoyu could even respond, Shen Yufeng hung up the call.
An Xiaoyu held her phone, unsure of what to say.
He didn’t even know where she lived, yet claimed they would meet soon!
Just as An Xiaoyu put her phone down, another call came in.
“Hello, Zixiao brother, what’s up?”
“Xiaoyu, is everything okay?
Has Chu Mucheng been giving you a hard time?”
Concern imbued Qin Zixiao’s voice.
“Don’t worry, I’m no longer the crybaby who used to get upset over trivial things when we were kids!”
Now, she had the ability to protect herself!
“That’s great to hear!”
After a few more exchanges with Qin Zixiao, An Xiaoyu hung up, feeling warmth in her heart.
She tossed her phone aside and lay down on the bed to sleep off the jet lag.
She slept deeply and when she awoke, it was already deep into the night.
She was a little hungry but felt too weak to move.
Perhaps, she should downstairs to the kitchen for something to eat.
She tiptoed downstairs, not wanting to wake anyone up, only to find the light on in the kitchen and Chu Mucheng sitting at the bar, holding a glass of red wine.
An Xiaoyu stood at the doorway, hesitating whether to enter or to leave.
Chu Mucheng had already heard her and looked up, his gaze landing on her face with a half-smile.
“What’s the matter, afraid to come in?
Chu Mucheng’s provocation was effective, An Xiaoyu gave him a glance and walked straight into the kitchen.
She took a container of yogurt and a piece of cake from the fridge.
After shutting the fridge door, she had just turned around when someone fiercely pushed her shoulder; her back slammed against the fridge, and the cake she was holding fell to the floor with a splat.
Looking up, she met Chu Mucheng’s piercing eyes, he was very close to her, his breath discernible.
An Xiaoyu could smell the alcohol on Chu Mucheng, causing her to frown.
“Chu Mucheng, what are you going crazy about now?”
Was causing trouble on the way back today not enough, now he must create a scene late at night?
Couldn’t she just quietly eat something?