Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 153 Su Mufeng's Phone Call
The one who was tightly bound in his arms by the stupid son couldn't move.

Father Yin...

On the man's calm and gentle handsome face in the past, at this moment, it seemed that there was a big embarrassment written on it.

He sighed softly, and gently patted Yin Zhi's upper arm.

"Ok."

"Since you want to wash it yourself, Dad won't force you."

Left or right, if he really wanted to find out what happened to his son.

There are many ways, don't rush this moment.

"Ah."

Yin Zhi happily let go of his father's hand.

The moment he let go, Father Yin looked at Yin Zhi in a daze for a moment.

Over the years, most of his thoughts have been on restaurants and music manuscripts.

Most of the remaining attention was divided by Mangmang.

Unexpectedly, he didn't realize that at some point, Xiao Zhi had already grown so big.

With a height of more than 1.8 meters, he is even taller than him.

Yin Qingxuan lowered his brows halfway, with a little worry in his eyes, he pursed his lips: "Xiao Zhi has really grown up."

He didn't know what he thought of, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

After giving Yin Zhi a few more instructions, he turned and walked out of the room.

He walked slowly to the balcony on the third floor.

The elegant and gentle handsome face was indifferent and cold.

The man's slender figure was half prone on the railing, he took out a cigarette, and lit it with a snap.

I didn't even put it in my mouth, I just sandwiched it between my long and slender fingertips, letting it burn slowly.

Wisps of smoke drifted away, all scattered into the dust.

Yin Qingxuan raised his head slowly, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

There was a clear reflection in his eyes.

"So, it's been so many years..."

It's been so many years since he left.

"Ding Ding-"

The phone rang suddenly in the quiet night.

Yin Qingxuan opened the phone.

Three large characters danced on the screen - Su Mufeng.

The caller was the culprit who pushed his life to the bottom.

Yin Qingxuan's eyes did not move, and there was not even the slightest wave in his eyes.

He calmly opened the phone and picked up the call.

"Hey?"

Su Mufeng clutched the phone tightly, his breathing was a little short.

When the cold and deep male voice reached his ears, Su Mufeng's mind went blank for a moment.

This voice was so familiar to him.

Familiar enough to be engraved into the bone, deep into the soul.

But it's so strange.

Yin Qingxuan's words were cold.

As if, he was just talking to a stranger.

Su Mufeng's breathing became more rapid again, he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or for some reason, his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

After a long silence, Su Mufeng clenched the palm of the mobile phone, and then clenched again.

It's been seven years.

He dared not call him.

Like a bug hiding in the dark, watching his every move sadly and nastyly.

Every time he dreams, he will dream of seeing Yin Qingxuan again.

He has guessed and fantasized about every situation.

He even once imagined Yin Qingxuan glaring at him.

With those indifferent eyes, he stared at his own scene with hatred.

But he never thought that Yin Qingxuan could talk to him so calmly and coldly.

As if, there were no past seven years.

Nor his betrayal.

His existence, to Yin Qingxuan, was just a passerby who couldn't be more insignificant.

"You took Li De away?"

Su Mufeng heard his question.

"Ah."

Yin Qingxuan responded lightly.

"Is there anything else?" Yin Qingxuan casually brushed off the burnt soot with his right finger, his lowered eyes were cold and indifferent: "If it's okay, I'm going to rest."

(End of this chapter)