Love at First Sight With Doctor He

Chapter 669 He is moved

The clothes belonged to Muganai, so the phone must also belong to him.

She sat by the bed holding her mobile phone for a long time, and suddenly found a problem——

In this day and age, everyone keeps their mobile phones close to their bodies, and they have to look for them if they haven't seen them for more than half an hour. How come he still hasn't looked for them after so long?

The phone still has power, but it hasn't rang. The other party must not have called, that is, there is no intention of looking for it.

She thought to herself, maybe he was busy, and it was possible that he didn't think of it for a while, so she continued to wait.

When taking a shower, I also take my mobile phone in and put it next to me, lest I miss it.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed, reading the script and waiting for the phone call.

He took off his glasses, looked at the time, and found that it was half past eleven at night.

At this time, she was puzzled and depressed.

Is this person not going to want this phone anymore?

Just as she was thinking about sending it to him tomorrow, the screen of the phone turned on.

It was an incoming call, and the displayed name was "Feng Li".

She answered happily, ready to hear his voice, with a thrilling heartbeat.

However, what came from the other end of the phone was a female voice.

"It's already eleven o'clock over there? Have you completely forgotten what day it is?"

The female voice exudes anger that cannot be ignored, with a bit of coquettish charm, which greatly reduces the negative impact of this anger.

The smile on the corner of Liang Yisheng's mouth disappeared silently, leaving nothing but peace in his eyes.

Women have always been very sensitive to women, and it is easy to dig out stories from the minutiae.

This woman's voice and tone are no longer reserved for ordinary friends.

"Speak!" The other party seemed to be crying.

Liang Yisheng pursed his lips, tried his best to swallow the soreness stuck in his throat, and replied almost calmly, "Hello miss, this phone..."

"Who are you!"

The other party screamed directly, with a different anger than before.

"Why is Anais' cell phone in your hand! What is your relationship with him?"

"How did your parents teach you? To do such an obscene and despicable thing?"

Liang Yisheng wanted to explain well, but the other party didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and the questioning full of gunpowder came over sentence by sentence.

In the end, it was the mobile phone that automatically cut off the ridiculous call.

out of battery.

That night, Liang Yisheng hugged the quilt and suffered from insomnia again.

After dawn, she stood in front of the mirror and covered her thick dark circles with a powder puff, then went out with a big bag.

I went to the dry cleaning shop first, and then transferred to the film crew.

I waited for a long time for the play, but it only took five minutes to end.

The assistant director told her that one of her last scenes was a rainy scene in summer, so she had to get ready.

She smiled, "No problem."

The filming of the filming was a bit late, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She hurried to the dry cleaner to pick up the washed clothes, and went directly to Tianji.

This time, she couldn't go up without a pass.

She had already made plans, so she went to the front desk and explained the situation clearly.

"Here are the clothes that Mr. Mu dry-cleaned, and the cell phone he left behind. Please send them here."

The front desk didn't believe her right away, but called the president's office.

The front desk's expression changed, and finally handed the phone to her.

"Hello, is this Miss Liang?"

Liang Yisheng recognized the voice of the male secretary from yesterday.

"I am, there is Mr. Mu's mobile phone in the clothes you gave me yesterday. I have sent the clothes to dry cleaning. I put them here. By the way, someone called during the period."

"Miss Liang, actually...well, put it down, I'll just go get it later."

Liang Yisheng waited below, and waited for the secretary after about half an hour.

Inadvertently, she saw his work badge hanging on his neckline, with his name on it: Lian Xiaofei.

She handed the things into his hands and smiled, "Please help me, thank you Mr. Mu. By the way, his girlfriend called last night. Maybe he misunderstood. I want to explain, but the phone is out of power. I am very sorry for this." Feel sorry."

Lian Xiaofei was taken aback, "Girlfriend? We, Mr. Mu, don't have a girlfriend right now."

Liang Yisheng was stunned, and after a long while, the haze in his eyes suddenly dissipated little by little.

From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the bottom of the bag. In addition to the windbreaker and mobile phone, there was also a black lighter and the pack of unsmoked cigarettes.

She has her own principles, no matter how much she likes someone, she can't touch the moral bottom line.

Thinking that he already had a girlfriend last night, she thought about it all night, determined to cut off this tiny sprout as soon as possible, so as not to cause future troubles.

But at this time, this Mr. Lian Xiaofei's words re-lit the extinguished lamp in her heart.

"Thank you, I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Why--"

Liang Yisheng stretched out his hand, and he was already walking towards the elevator in a hurry, it seemed that he was really busy.

She withdrew her hand regretfully, and frowned.

If I knew it earlier, I should have been a little selfish and left the lighter behind.

Lian Xiaofei returned to the top floor with his things in his hands, after much deliberation, he still took the bag in.

After all, that Miss Liang said that if there was a call last night, if it was something important, it would be bad.

"Mr. Mu, that Ms. Liang has brought the dry cleaning and your mobile phone."

I don't know which word pierced the man's heart. After hearing this sentence, a slight expression appeared on his usually indifferent handsome face.

Lian Xiaofei put the things on the table, lowered his head obediently, and admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mu, I really regretted this dress yesterday. I just saw that the young lady didn't wear much, and it was like donating it to her directly. Also make the most of it.”

He didn't dare to tell the fact that he didn't find the trash can, but found a more glorious and great reason for his actions.

"But don't worry, she has already sent the clothes for dry cleaning. It's okay if you don't want to wear them. My main concern is about the mobile phone. Miss Liang said that someone called you last night."

As he spoke, he fumbled in the bag.

In the end, instead of touching the phone, he took out a lighter instead.

"Hey, isn't this the lighter you used a few days ago? Why is it in her place? Could it be that you..."

He forgot his sense of propriety for a moment, and suddenly muttered something in his heart, so he quickly stopped it.

Even if there was something, it was not his turn to be a secretary to say it.

Muganai looked at the black lighter, and the scene of that day naturally appeared in his mind——

The flustered girl, the cigarette he hadn't had time to light, and the cup of sweet milk tea.

Seeing that he was silent, Lian Xiaofei had a bold guess in his heart, and his heart was moved.

"Mr. Mu, clothes... what do you plan to do with them?"

Mu Jianai lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the lighter in his palm, and only said "get out".

There was still a pack of cigarettes in the bag, and when I opened it, the amount of cigarettes in it was nearly half that of the original.

The cigarette box is no longer what it used to be - there is a stick figure of a small human face.

A bit cold and a bit cute, like a character in a comic book.

The man's eyes were deep, and he remained silent for a long time, no one could see through his thoughts.

The weather was bad, and there was heavy snowfall outside. The black lighter gradually rubbed a warm temperature in his palm.

Those things were finally placed in the cabinet in the rest room together with the bag.