The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian felt that he was almost deaf in his right ear.

"What are you doing?"

Did you go to a war zone or something?

The man was silent for a second, and then a low and sweet voice sounded; "Getting married next door."

As he spoke, he looked intently at Lin Zhiyun, the secretary and driver beside him.

Lin Zhiyun understood instantly, turned around, ran to the Longshi Warehouse, opened the faucet and took a large basin of water, then ran out to the open space and poured it directly on the giant fireworks.

Gu Weimian glanced at the book hanging on the wall of the bedroom. Is there anyone getting married after ten o'clock in the evening?

When the noise on the other end of the phone finally died down, she didn't think much about it.

But she didn't know what to say for a moment.

The two were silent for a while.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Uh...you say it first? I don't know what to say."

When the man heard this, his face that had just warmed up suddenly turned gloomy again.

do not know what to say?

You just don’t have to talk to him!

Huo Yan snorted coldly and said coldly: "Don't you know that calling in the middle of the night will disturb other people's rest?"

Gu Weimian choked.

There were so many firecrackers and fireworks at the wedding next door that didn't disturb his rest, but she disturbed him with just a phone call?

"Then...why don't you hang up?" She must have dialed this number out of impotence.

Huo Yan's handsome face suddenly became clouded.

Did Gu Weimian take her seriously?

Gu Weimian obviously didn't know what the man was angry about, so he took off the phone and hung up.

The man's cold word 'hello' came over, which seemed particularly low and obvious in the quiet bedroom.

Gu Weimian hesitated for a moment, should he pretend not to hear and just hang up, or...

Her fingers touched the red hang-up button. After a while, she finally put the phone back to her ear, but her shoulders slumped: "What are you doing?"

She is also in a bad mood today, okay?

When Gu Weimian asked, 'What are you doing?', the man lowered his eyes and tightened his thin lips, feeling so angry that his heart, liver, and lungs ached.

But he still spoke unsatisfactorily: "You hang up when someone else answers the phone in the middle of the night. Are you kidding me?"

Gu Weimian sighed, she didn't want to either.

So, it’s best not to make this call in the first place!

"...It was nothing originally."

Just seeing Huo Yan's twenty-seven missed calls, the urge to call the man back suddenly arose in her heart.

He didn't expect that Huo Yan had already rested, which made him so unhappy.

Huo Yan's big, knuckled hands held the phone, and his fingertips turned white.

In fact, he was very happy that Gu Weimian could call him, but all he could think about was the figure of Gu Weimian getting into Ao Qijun's car.

She didn't even look at him at that time.

She clearly promised that he would pick her up, he was the one who arrived first, and when Ao Qijun made an appointment with her that day, she even called Ao Qijun a psycho...

But these are of no use...no use at all...

A very deep dark light flashed in the man's eyes, which was the desire for destruction and possessiveness that was seizing the place where reason originally existed.

Gu Weimian waited for a long time, but did not wait for Huo Yan to speak again, and even wondered whether the man had fallen asleep again in such a short time.

She took off her shoes, looked at her feet in white socks, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I missed my appointment today."