Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 252 The reason for falling in love with Yan Sijue (1)

Ye Xingtong was still a little worried, but at this moment, she was more anxious about another matter, so she left the hotel without insisting.

There was no delay along the way, she went straight back to Yan Sijue's manor.

At this point, night has fallen.

Ye Xingtong returned to the villa, opened the door and went in. The living room was deserted and empty.

She remembered Yan Sijue's phone call in the morning, and knew that he should be in South Africa at this time and would not be back until two days later.

She clearly knew that she shouldn't look for him, but she just couldn't control herself. After walking around the living room a few times anxiously, she took out her mobile phone and finally dialed Yan Sijue's number.

After a "beep", the other end of the phone reminded the user that they could not answer.

Ye Xingtong was stunned for a moment, and hastily dialed a second time, but there was no surprise and he couldn't answer.

She didn't give up, and dialed his number over and over again, listening to the cold voice prompt from inside, her heart sank a little bit.

Yansi is never here, who else can she turn to?
Who can help her?

Ye Xingtong was dizzy, and fell down on the cold floor in vain. His body curled up instinctively, and he couldn't restrain his trembling.

The phone was held rigidly in his hand, and the screen showed that he was calling the same number over and over again.

Looking at the three words "Yan Sijue", her mood surged strangely.

Time was suppressed in the quiet air, every minute and every second, like a drawn thread, tightly bound Ye Xingtong round and round.

The restless heart seemed to be trapped in the darkness of despair, almost suffocating.

Ye Xingtong seemed to have lost his soul, sitting on the sofa in a daze, staring at a certain point with a somewhat empty gaze, so quiet that he could hardly hear the sound of breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, the butler's voice came from outside the door.

"Miss Ye, do I need to prepare dinner for you?"

Ye Xingtong was startled when she heard the words, she turned around stiffly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Boss, please come in, I have something to ask you!"

"Ok!"

The butler still responded, then pressed the password, walked into the living room, and said respectfully, "Miss Ye, what can I order?"

Ye Xingtong stared at him blankly, and suddenly pursed his chapped lips, "Well, I want to ask you, can I contact Yan Sijue now? I have called his phone, but it keeps saying that I can't answer it. I was wondering Is there no information about him in South Africa? Then do you have other ways to contact the people around him?"

Hearing some of her words, the housekeeper frowned, but he understood what she meant.

"Miss Ye, do you need Mr. Yan for something?"

"Well, but I can't contact him, it's urgent, I really want to find him!"

Ye Xingtong was a little anxious. He originally wanted to stand up, but he didn't expect his legs to go numb after squatting for too long. As soon as he stood up, his knees softened and hit the corner of the coffee table hard.

The big housekeeper was startled, and immediately stepped forward, "Miss Ye, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm fine!"

Ye Xingtong's face turned pale instantly due to the pain, but he quickly waved his hands, bit his lips, and moved to the sofa with difficulty to sit down.

The butler stared at her for a moment, and when he was hesitating whether to call for a doctor, he suddenly thought of something that made her anxious, so he narrowed his eyes and explained: "Miss Ye, basically we won't bother Mr. Yan , if there is something urgent, just contact the husband's work number. If your phone doesn't work, then we have no way to contact the husband!"

(End of this chapter)