The Boss is Very Busy

After it rang for a while, the phone automatically hung up. Mu Yan looked coldly at the phone at his fingertips, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and turned off the phone silently.

He got out of the car and walked upstairs step by step, without a trace of emotion on his face.

The fingers hidden in the pocket were clenched silently, and the bright pupils were deep and deep.

When he got home, Mu Yan walked straight into the house. Even though his face was calm, his heart was filled with extreme cramps, his face became paler and he held the phone tightly in his hand.

The boy took a last look at the phone, suppressed the emotions in his heart, opened the cabinet silently, and put the turned off phone in.

Without the slightest expression, he slammed the cabinet shut.

The sound resounded in the silent room.

Mu Yan stood quietly for a while, then locked the cabinet indifferently.

Is it all locked up.

Can it be as if nothing exists?

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"Hello, the phone you dialed is off..."

When Mu Mian put down her phone, Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and asked, "How is it? Are you connected?"

Kapok shook his head and sighed.

"Shut down."

Chu Yao let out an ah, puzzled.

"Did someone pick it up?"

The girl bit her lip, feeling that something was wrong: "It shouldn't be, I was still holding it when I got in the car, it seems that I forgot to get in the car."

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows.

"If you forget to get in the car, Mu Yan will definitely answer it. Maybe you fell into that corner when you got out of the car, and someone picked it up and turned it off for you. Now your card is probably pulled out. Now These days, there are too many people without quality."

Chu Yao asked again.

"Why don't you give Brother Mu a call?"

Kapok thought for a while and nodded.

Chu Yao didn't have Mu Yan's cell phone number in her cell phone, she had a fairly good memory, so she typed in the cell phone number and dialed it, this time it was very fast, within a few seconds the connection was connected.

Mu Yan's expression was indifferent and cold, while stretching out his snow-white fingers to slowly take off his coat, he connected the phone, his voice was low and calm: "Hello."

Mu Mian yelled through the phone.

"Little brother, it's me."

There seemed to be some surprise over there.

Hearing the girl's sweet and soft voice, the young man clenched his fingertips tightly, sat down on the sofa with downcast eyes, his face was completely calm, but his voice softened a bit.

"Mianmian? Why are you... What is this phone number?"

Kapok is distressed.

"Brother, my phone seems to have dropped on your car, did you see it?"

"Really?" Mu Yan's voice was low and hoarse, under the beautiful long eyelashes, his eyes were dark and deep. He pretended to be ignorant, and there was nothing wrong on his face.

"I didn't see it."

He gripped the phone tightly and spoke slowly.

"Did it fall somewhere else, don't worry."

Kapok nodded.

"Or I'll look for it tomorrow."

There was nothing wrong with the boy's tone, and he comforted the girl expressionlessly.

"It's okay, I'll find it for you later."

The girl hummed.

"That's troublesome little brother."

"No trouble." The fair boy's voice was soft and soft: "What's the trouble between us?"

Kapok didn't feel anything was wrong.

So he nodded: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yan sat without moving. He put down the phone calmly, glanced at the cabinet with dim eyes, slowly retracted his gaze, and curled his lips coldly.

Waited in silence for a while.

Mu Yan turned on the phone, found the phone number and sent a message there.

[Sorry, Mianmian, the phone is not in the car, it may be lost. 】

[Is there anything important in the phone? Don't worry... I'll take you to buy it tomorrow. 】