That Girl From Nowhere: Tycoon's Forbidden Sweetheart Chapter 785

She thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but eventually, listening to the rising and falling sounds,

she unconsciously felt at ease. Not only did she quickly fall asleep, but she also slept more deeply than usual.

Yun Qiqi was entirely unaware that after she fell asleep, across the phone, someone held the phone like that, listening to her breathing all night.

Unwilling to hang up, and also unwilling to fall asleep.

The next day when she woke up, her phone was already dead and turned off.

Staring at the black screen, the young girl sat on the edge of the bed, gradually recalling everything from the night before.

The man’s low, hoarse voice, and in it, the overwhelming emotions that couldn’t be hidden, as if they wished to engulf her.

She was slightly stunned, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes.

Her fingertips brushed across the phone’s screen.

After a while, she stood up and took the phone to charge.

When it turned on, it showed a call duration of six hours and four minutes.

It was actually until nine in the morning.

.

Yan Yan didn’t go to the office in the morning; in the afternoon, Fu Lifei quickly told him that Yun Qiqi had taken a day off.

Which meant that she wouldn’t go to Hepburn tonight.

Upon receiving the news, his eyes darkened.

The time he could see her was already limited to those two or three hours when she’d work at night, and the only time alone they had was the ten or so minutes during her drive home.

Yet tonight, even that brief time was denied to him.

He lowered his head, typing, asking Fu Lifei: [Do you know what it’s about?]

Fu Lifei: [No, but Little Sister-in-law took a personal leave, so she should be fine physically.]

Seeing this sentence, Yan Yan furrowed his brow and thought for a long while, failing to come up with anything else that could be the reason.

Was she planning to sleep at home tonight? Or wanting to go out shopping and eat?

Or, perhaps, simply not wanting to see them.

Since Yun Qiqi didn’t go to ’Hepburn’, Yan Yan found no reason to go there either, so he worked overtime at the office until ten at night.

When he got home, he started to long for her madly again.

He almost wanted to pull the same old trick, calling her like he did last night, but in the end, he held back.

It’s better not to upset her again.

The following afternoon, Yan Yan went to meet a client, the location was near the old Nan University, just two streets away.

He had finished his business, and as the driver drove back, they passed by Chunshu Street where he last saw Yun Qiqi.

His heart stirred as he suddenly thought, what if she was around this area?

After all, it was Nan University, and the area was full of snack streets and food stalls; she loved food, and this place used to have her favorite treats.

Although the chances of encountering her were slim, a glimmer of hope rose in Yan Yan’s heart.

He badly wanted to see her.

Missing her after just one day felt like insanity.

After a few seconds of silence, Yan Yan calmly said, "Stop the car."

Secretary Qin looked confused: "Boss?"

"I’ll step out for a moment, wait for me here."

Leaving that message, Yan Yan did not offer any more explanation, got out of the car, and walked towards the place he last saw her.

At that time, she was standing on the sidewalk, next to a small alley, and two alleys across was the school.

When he looked at the empty alley before him, Yan Yan sobered up slightly, realizing what he had done, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Did he really think he could encounter her by doing this?

He was certainly overthinking it.

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