First Lady

"Why don't you come back tomorrow night, why are you answering the phone now? Is there something wrong? People have been waiting for you to pick me up for lunch. You don't mean anything."

After Lan Shan finished speaking, Ming Ye didn't reply for a long time, and could only hear his irregular panting through the phone, Lan Shan's heart tightened for no reason, and subconsciously felt that something bad had happened.

Lan Shan asked anxiously: "Hey, why don't you talk tomorrow night, is something really wrong, don't scare me!"

"No...it's fine."

Mingye's voice is very hoarse, even after seeing those photos, he still can't say harsh words to her, still can't criticize him, he is reluctant, even reluctant to say a harsh word, he really wants to take Lanshan to his heart It hurts. [

Mingye really wanted to ask Lanshan if she had him in her heart, and how true what she said last night.

As long as she said she really had him, he could pretend not to know about it, but he didn't dare to ask, for he was afraid what he would hear...

Lan Shan frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy.

"Why is your voice so hoarse, are you sick?"

"No, you...don't worry."

"Have you eaten yet? Why don't you come back and I'll make it for you."

Lan Shan softened her voice, with a hint of coquettishness. In the past, as long as she subdued a little, she would promise her tomorrow night.

Ming Ye's hand holding the phone was trembling, "No need, tonight...I still have something to do, I might be late when I go back, you...don't wait for me."

After a long time, there was a sound of disappointment.

"Oh……"

At this time, Lan Shan was already sure that something had happened, otherwise Ming Ye would not have said such things to her, Lan Shan could clearly feel that he was trying his best to cover up something.

Lan Shan bit her lip and said, "Ming Ye... don't hide anything from me, okay?"

She kept a lot of things from him, but she wanted Ming Ye to confess everything to her. She was so selfish that even Lan Shan despised herself.

She was able to explain the truth to Ming Ye many times last night, but for some reason, she just couldn't make a sound.

"Well... sleep well at night."

After hanging up the phone, the phone slipped from his palm and landed on the floor with a thud.

Chu Qiao thought for a while, and then stepped forward, "Master, I think this matter is very strange."

This one is a bit late... ⊙⊙~~~