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Chapter 112: Thinking About His Woman?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Handed it over to a man?” His last words were uttered in a higher pitch.
“Yes, Young Master. He seemed to be Young Madam’s friend. The one million yuan that Young Madam borrowed previously was also for this friend.”
He lowered his gaze to look at the woman sleeping soundly. He was upset. Friend? What kind of friend was so important that she would give him one million yuan?
Was he really just a normal friend? Even if he forgot about the money, she had still opened a bar and handed it over to this “friend” to manage!
Plus, he did not know this friend of hers, who was also a guy! Countless bad thoughts revolved in his head within a second.
Even when they were back home, he still could not forget about this “friend”. He could only stare blankly at the backseat while Bo Yu was looking at him a little uncomfortably.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Young... Young Master, we are home.”
Mo Jiangye regained his senses and hugged the woman in his embrace tightly before taking her out of the car and dashing straight into their bedroom.
Ding! The phone in her purse rang all of a sudden.
Mo Jiangye got her out of her gown and into comfortable clothes while she slept like a little pig throughout the entire process. She didn’t wake up, no matter how big the movement, which showed how tired and sleepy she was.
Ding! The phone in her purse that had been placed on the table rang again. action
Mo Jiangye carefully and gently placed the covers over her and pushed her delicate, fragrant hair to the side of her face, revealing her fair and soft skin. He could not help but place a goodnight kiss on her forehead.
Ding!
Only when her phone rang for the third time did Mo Jiangye open her purse to find it with furrowed eyebrows.
It turned out that she had more than 10 messages!
He cast a deep glance at the woman sleeping soundly before walking out quietly with her phone.
A few minutes later, he used a special technique to crack her cell phone’s password.
“Xiao Ruo, I hacked into the Lin Family’s network. He he... The MV’s broadcast effects were not bad, were they?”
“I’m telling you, Xiao Ruo, not only did I hide your face but I also changed your voice.”
“You will be coming to the bar tomorrow, right?”
“Eh? Where are you? Did you see the video? If you did, send me a response.”
Ten minutes later...
“Xiao Ruo? Did something happen? Answer me.”
Three more minutes later...
“Ye Erruo, reply if you see my message. If you don’t, I am going to give you a call!”
“I am going to call you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I am really going to call you!”
“F*ck, did you fall asleep?”
“Forget it, forget it. Give me a call tomorrow so that you don’t leave me scared and on edge!”
When the final message was sent over, Mo Jiangye narrowed his phoenix-like eyes, which turned cold and dark. He stared vehemently at the words “scared and on edge”.
His long, slender finger swiped against the phone screen as he eerily read through the content of the text messages over and over again. As if demons and gods were at work, he dialed the number.
“Hello? Xiao Ruo, what were you doing? Why did you only respond to me now?” He had just called and the call had immediately been connected.
However, when he heard a male voice, his entire body instantly went rigid. He bit his lips harshly and turned into Satan in a second.
“Ruoruo? Ruoruo?” Ji Sichen called out suspiciously.
When no one responded to him, he sat up on the bed abruptly and continued to call out. “Xiao Ruo? Where are you? Did something happen?”
“Speak up! Xiao Ruo!” Ji Sichen was incessantly anxious and worried.
On the other end of the line, Mo Jiangye exploded in anger when he heard another man worrying about his woman. He sounded like someone thinking about something that belonged to him.