Chapter 508

He was called by Qi Qingfeng at six in the morning. As a result, when he came, Mr. Qi asked him, "how is my image?"

At that time, he saw that Mr. Xin had an elegant body, dressed in a proper Beige casual suit, his broken black hair was well groomed, with sharp edges and corners, deep eyes like the sea, and thin lips with a charming smile.

"Perfect, sir." Ye ran, with a black line, sighed a little, but he began to praise, thought about it, and finally added, "it will certainly attract a lot of people's eyes."

It's very handsome! But just for this call him at six

Qi Qingfeng's dress is to attract Anne Middleton Hathaway's attention.

If not, he would see Qi Qingfeng's mouth curved a little bit more. It's hard for Qi Qingfeng to look at him with admiration.

In retrospect, ye ran was helpless, her eyes moved, and she began to suggest, "otherwise, I'll have breakfast first and wait for Miss Anne."

Qi Qingfeng is still recovering. She needs to absorb nutrition on time. Anne Middleton Hathaway is not here. If she does, Qi Qingfeng has no time to eat.

"No." Qi Qingfeng's eyes darkened, his lips were thin, his fingers moved on the screen of his mobile phone, and his voice was cold.

Click on the screen a few times, gently press Yu Xiaoxiao's name, Qi Qingfeng put his mobile phone beside his ear without expression.

Doodle doodle, the busy tone of mobile phone keeps on, without any connection meaning.

Although Qi Qingfeng has no expression on his face, ye ran still knows that Qi Qingfeng is tense. His eyes fall on Qi Qingfeng's left hand, and he clearly sees Qi Qingfeng's fingers rubbing unconsciously in the palm of his hand.

"Sir, Miss Anne may still have a rest." Ye ran walked forward two steps, slightly leaned over to remind Qi Qingfeng, "last night we accompanied Miss Anne back later."

When it comes to Anne Middleton Hathaway, Qi Qingfeng's intelligence quotient is completely off-line. So early, anyone who wants to know is sleeping. Seeing his family's nervous expression, he knows what brain tonic is.

"Yes." Qi Qingfeng lowered his eyes again. A small shadow blocked the look of his eyes. His thin lips trembled a little, and a word came out after a while.

Yu Xiaoxiao was depressed twice around him, especially when Yu Xiaoxiao cried. He knew nothing about it.

He is afraid that Yu Xiaoxiao will disappear from him one day because of his weakness.

"Sir, you can send a message to Miss Anne." Feeling Qi Qingfeng's depressed breath, ye ran said worriedly, "Miss Anne will definitely reply to you when she sees the message."

Knowing what else Qi Qingfeng must have drilled, nine times out of ten, it's related to Anne Hathaway. Ye ran started from Anne Hathaway.

Qi Qingfeng's eyes moved, and the gloom of his eyes gradually disappeared. He picked up the mobile phone beside him and quickly edited the SMS.

Maybe it's really that he thinks more. Maybe he's sleeping late.

Ye ran was relieved to see Qi Qingfeng.

Fortunately, Qi Qingfeng didn't lose his mind completely because of Annie & middot; Hathaway, but Qi Qingfeng hasn't eaten yet

"This can only come from Miss Anne." Ye Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart planned to say.

Some apartment, a ray of sunlight through the beige curtains, gently sprinkled on the room's big bed, gently covering the bed of people.

"Well." Long and thick eyelashes, like a small fan, quivered slightly. Yu's little unconscious mouth tooted, and turned over lazily.

Water eyes slowly open, with a layer of hazy color, white hands out of the quilt, rubbing eyes, blinking, eyes mist away.

Gently stretched a stretch, lifting eyes to look at the wall watch, Yu small moment awake.

"Why is it so late? I remember setting the alarm clock."

Frowning slightly, doubts came up, and Yu murmured softly, "did you sleep so hard that you didn't even hear the alarm clock?"

Reach out and pick up the mobile phone, tap twice, the screen is still dark, nothing changed.

"There's no electricity." Yu Xiaoxiao claps her head in frustration.

She remembered that last night, there was only a little power left on her cell phone. After talking to song Qingfeng, she forgot to charge it.

Last night, when epland said something to her at dinner, Qi Qingfeng doted on rubbing her hair when she left, and came back to talk with song Qingfeng, plus what she wrote recently

A mess of things huddled together, upset for a moment, they forget what to do.

"And I got up late." Yu Xiaoxiao has a small face and a weak voice.

She didn't expect to sleep until noon. She would tell Mr. Qi that she would not go to the hospital for the time being.

After all, Mr. Qi doesn't think she's breaking the appointment. She doesn't want to leave a bad impression on Qi Qingfeng.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaoxiu frowns slightly, then shakes his head and shakes his head. Yu Xiaoxiao decides to call Qi Qingfeng first.

The action is neat change clothes, Yu Xiaoxiao is dragging fluffy slippers, walk toward the living room, dark slippers lining the small instep is particularly white.

Open the drawer on one side, Yu Xiaoxiao stoops to look for the charger, because the action range is a little big, a small waist is looming under the clothes.

Found it!

Eyebrow eyes a bend, Yu Xiaoxiao for their own quick silent in the bottom of my heart point a praise, red lips light hook, will pick up the charger.

A business card under the charger lies quietly in the drawer.

"Eh? Is this Yu Xiaoxiao picked up a business card that was familiar to her eyes, tilted her head and tried to recall where she had seen it.

Huo Shaoning? She remembered that this was the one who mistook her for an old friend in the coffee shop.

Two words of doctor appeared on the business card, and Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes brightened.

The hostess involved in her latest book is a doctor. She doesn't know how to write in some small details. Maybe she can ask Huo Shaoning for help.

"Do you want to ask Huo Shaoning for help?" Yu Xiaoxiao said to himself, hesitating.

She and Huo Shaoning have only met once. They met each other. I wonder if Huo Shaoning will help her. If you don't find Huo Shaoning, you should ask song Qingfeng or Qi Qingfeng for help.

Song Qingfeng's crazy pulling and horrible eyes suddenly appeared in Yu Xiaoxiao's mind. He shook his head with a slight tremor.

Never ask song Qingfeng for help.

Thoughts turn to another person, thinking of Qi Qingfeng's deep black eyes and charming smile on his lips, Yu Xiaoli is totally different.

No, Qi Qingfeng helped her because of his wife. She could not enjoy Qi Qingfeng's help safely.

In this way, no matter who you are looking for, you will ask the third party. Please Huo Shaoning.

Yu Xiaoxiao thought twice and decided to send a message to Huo Shaoning.