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Chapter 993 Wife, I'm Downstairs

When He Lin left, she walked through the back door of the hotel.

When I got home, I happened to see He Qi who was making milk powder for Xiaohe Miao downstairs.

He Qi glanced at her, "I'm back."

"Yeah." He Lin went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of mineral water, walked over and joked: "When I was young, I made milk powder for Xiao Miaomiao, and now I make milk powder for your son. It would be a pity if you don't become a confinement wife."

He Qi put one hand in his pocket, and shook the bottle with the other hand, "Why don't you say, I made the milk powder for you when you were young?"

He Lin: "..."

He Qi glanced behind her and asked her, "Didn't you go out with the madman?"

He Lin seemed to take a sip of water casually, "The two of us got separated, you can call him and ask him to come back for dinner!"

He Qi raised his eyebrows, "This excuse is too lame!"

It is impossible for Miao Qifeng to lose He Lin, and He Lin is not the kind of confused person.

The chances of these two people getting lost is almost zero.

He Lin knew that her brother was smart, so she didn't explain, and said directly, "I beg you to do me a favor."

He Lin has never begged him since she was a child, and now that she has asked, He Qi will naturally not refuse.

……

On the other side, Miao Qifeng has been guarding the door of the hotel from noon to dusk. His tall body sits firmly in the back seat of the car like a pendulum, his eyes are fixed on the door of the hotel without moving, as if he is tireless.

The driver gave him a helpless look, and couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere in the car, so he got out of the car and went to do some activities.

Miao Qifeng ignored him, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

Miao Qifeng didn't even look at who was calling, and answered directly.

He kept staring at the door of the hotel, "Hi, I'm Miao Qifeng."

"I'm He Qi."

"Is something wrong?"

"Linlin told you to go home for dinner."

He Lin, who was watching He Qi on the phone, rolled her eyes speechlessly.

When Miao Qifeng on the other side of the phone heard the word 'Linlin', his pupils tightened suddenly, and his cold eyes finally rolled twice.

The ash from the mouth of the cigarette was shaken off by his actions and landed on the corner of his jacket, but he didn't bother to brush the ash, and his deep voice was a little hoarse, "Linlin went home?"

"Ah."

After a long silence, Miao Qifeng relaxed his body, leaned on the back seat, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go back to Miao's house first."

After speaking, he hung up the phone first.

After sitting quietly for a while, Miao Qifeng took a deep look at the door of the hotel, called the driver, and drove away.

……

He Qi truthfully told He Lin what Miao Qifeng said.

"He probably won't be back tonight."

"Is it?"

"Did you say where to go?"

"The Miao family."

"All right!"

He Lin shrugged nonchalantly, turned and went up the stairs.

When she turned her back to He Qi, the indifference on her face became loose, turning into a kind of loneliness.

The lonely mood lasted until the meal didn't get better. After two simple bites, He Lin went back to the room without interest.

She nestled in the hanging basket on the balcony of the bedroom, her cold almond eyes looked out the window at the night scene, becoming a little blurred.

The phone on the small coffee table vibrated, and He Lin paused for a few seconds before turning her eyes to the phone.

His slender fingers tapped on it twice, and an unsigned text message jumped into his eyes.

[Daughter-in-law, I'm downstairs. 】

Almost without thinking, she guessed whose text message it was.

(End of this chapter)