I don't know who is calling. Ming Jinyan is not patient. He lies on his side on the big bed of the hotel, with a thin white bath towel on his body, a slightly bent leg, abundant muscles, perfect and powerful lines, and unspeakable temptation under the dim light.
"..." was so surprised that Feng Shiyuan couldn't believe it. She thought she had heard wrong. Didn't he lose contact on the plane? But how could she hear him?
"Who are you?" Ming Jinyan is careless at first, but vaguely hears the woman's breath. He suddenly stands up from the bed and asks tentatively, "is it you?"
Feng Shiyuan was shocked. What did he mean by this? He had already guessed her identity?
"Feng Shiyuan!" May be crazy, Ming Jinyan's whole head is only this name!
"Well, it's me." After enduring for a long time, Feng Shiyuan calmed down.
"I heard the news that I lost contact. How come you can't sit still at last?" I have to say that Ming Jinyan's tone is narcissistic.
He didn't get on that flight before. He couldn't tell why. His intuition told him that Feng Shiyuan was still in China.
So he left temporarily.
He didn't respond immediately to the news of the plane's loss. He let the outside world speculate. Even when he saw someone satirizing him about the crash, he was indifferent.
Ming knows that the news of losing contact will affect the sharp drop of Ming's stock and cause the panic of the company, but Ming Jinyan still sits back and ignores.
He just wanted to know if Feng Shiyuan would show up if he died?
The result is obvious
She couldn't help it at last.
Feng Shiyuan disdained the cold hum, "Mr. Ming, you really take yourself seriously, I deliberately call this phone, just want to know if you are dead."
After a pause, Feng Shiyuan sneered, "it's really disappointing. I thought you were on the lost plane."
From head to foot was splashed with cold water, Ming Jinyan precipitation deep eyes, "... Come to see me."
"Mr. Ming is never short of beautiful women. What do you want a man like you to do? Don't be a pity. However, it's disgusting to use it again." Feng Shiyuan shook her head and sneered, "I'm not going to go back to live with you."
"Are you coming back then?" What Ming Jinyan cares about is whether Feng Shiyuan will go back.
"I'm going back, but I'm going back to Repulse Bay." Feng Shiyuan said, "do you know? Why do I have to marry you? That's because from childhood to adulthood, you are the only thing I can't get. Later, you insist on marrying me. In fact, your charm has been reduced... We've been married for some time. To tell you the truth, I'm tired of it. "
"Married me, just playing?" Ming Jinyan said with a sarcastic smile, "enough of playing, so you want to kick me away?"
"Why, don't tell me, you can't afford to play." Feng Shiyuan has no time to talk nonsense, "I'll go home in three days at the latest."
After that, Feng Shiyuan returned her mobile phone to passers-by and politely said thank you.
The passer-by looked at Feng Shiyuan in surprise. He thought that what she said was just like her outstanding appearance. It was incredible.
We've been married for a while. To be honest, I'm tired of it
Mind constantly circling this sentence, Ming Jinyan ruthlessly pinch the phone.
What's the use of his deliberate loss of contact and deliberate solicitation of sympathy?
She just wanted to know if he was really dead.
How can this woman be so vicious?
A woman can't easily put down the curse... Ming Jinyan is more and more jealous of the man around her!
It turns out that he has no meaning.
On that day, Ming Jinyan returned to city A.
Ming Jinyan first went to the Ming mansion to have dinner with his parents.
"Son, are you really OK? You don't know. There are all kinds of things on TV. Some people say that the plane fell into the sea. I feel worried every time I listen to it Yan nai'er pressed her heart, even if her son was in front of her, she still didn't ease down.
This is the performance of a relative. He will be nervous because of his accident.
But Feng Shiyuan didn't.
"What's the matter with you, son? Eat quickly Ming Chengyu is gallant in bringing food to his son.
In the middle of the meal, even Fengcheng and muqinghuan came in a hurry!
As soon as Feng Cheng entered the gate, he saw Ming Jinyan's face pale. He walked over and patted Ming Jinyan's shoulder. "It's OK."
Ming Jinyan looked up and looked at Fengcheng.
Is this still the stern fourth master?
Ming family has only one child. In case of any accident, Ming Chengyu will be very sad.
When he saw that Ming Jinyan was not seriously affected, he turned around and looked at Mu Qinghuan.
"Jin Yan, although the younger brother is usually very strict with you and often beat and scold you, he is also worried about your accident." Mu Qinghuan relieved to say, "these days, you first have a good rest at home, we will not stay, go back first."
Ming Jinyan is silent, has been sending them away, then no appetite, he directly into the bedroom.
"Son, aren't you going to the apartment today? Will you stay at home? " Yan nai'er just felt that something was wrong and kept knocking on the door.
"Mom, I'm sleepy." Ming Jinyan tone shallow, "will wake me up."
"Oh, all right." Yan Naier was worried about his son, so he didn't wake him up this night.
However, Ming Jinyan couldn't sleep well. At nine o'clock in the evening, he naturally opened his eyes and dressed himself neatly before going out.
"Son, where are you going so late?" Yan Naier sighed.
"Don't worry, I'll go out for a walk." Ming Jinyan grabs the key of the car and goes downstairs with wind.
"Son, is something wrong?" After observing the words and colors, Yan Naier asked anxiously.
"Nothing..." Ming Jinyan turns back and wants to give Yan Naier a comforting look, but he can't smile any more.
"What's the matter?" Yan nai'er stares big eyes. If she is right, mingjinyan's fundus is slightly moist.
Ming Jinyan has always been a typical Mugu since he was a child. He never cried because of trifles. It can be said that he seldom cried. He used to cry when he was taught a lesson in the city. But because he was still very young and didn't understand at that time, when he grew up, he almost never cried again.
So at the moment, what would he cry for?
"Nothing." Ming Jinyan arrogantly raised his chin, and his cold face was full of strangers.
Yan nai'er can't help but walk out of the living room. When her son gets into the car, she goes over and says, "why don't you stay at home tonight? You just go home, you don't have a good meal and you don't have a good rest. I'm really worried about your appearance."
"Mom, I'm not a child. What can I worry about?" Ming Jinyan stretched out his hand on the frame of the car, but suddenly, he stretched out his hand across his eyebrows and cried like a child, "Mom, she doesn't want me."