The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 643 Sir, I'm Married 27
In the evening, Wu Xin had just finished working overtime and walked out of Xia's hall when her cell phone rang.

Wuxin took out the phone from his pocket, glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar call, and pressed the answer button, "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Xia?" There was a gentle female voice on the opposite side.

Wuxin tilted her head and thought for a while, making sure she hadn't heard it before, "You are?"

"I'm Wei Yangyang, President Xiao's assistant." The voice on the other side was weak.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xin asked casually, and then walked towards the side of the road.

"Hello, it's like this, Mr. Xiao is in a bad mood today, drink more wine, he is in the bar now, he refuses to leave, Mr. Xia, can you come and pick him up?" Wei Yangyang continued.

Before Wuxin could speak, an extra arm appeared on her waist, and she was hugged into her arms from behind, feeling a familiar breath, but Wuxin didn't break away, leaned against the other person's arms, covered her phone with her hand, and looked sideways The person behind said, "Why are you here?"

"It's just been a week today, and I'm here to ask for Tongtong's answer." Mu Jun rested his chin on Wuxin's shoulder and said in a low voice.

Wuxin's mouth twitched, "I'll talk to you later."

Mu Juanchen hummed softly and rubbed his head against Wu Xin's neck.

Wuxin reached out and pushed his head, and Wei Yangyang's voice came from the phone, "Mr. Xia?"

"Huh? Sorry, I don't have time, you can figure it out yourself." Wu Xin replied casually.

"But, Mr. Xia..."

Before Wei Yangyang finished speaking, he hung up the phone inadvertently.

Mu Juanchen walked to the roadside with Wuxin in his arms, opened the car door, "Tongtong, are you free tonight? Let's have a meal together?"

Wuxin knew that he wanted an answer, so she didn't say anything, but got into the car directly.

By the way, I sent a message to Xiao Li, telling him not to pick me up.

Mu Juan turned to the driver and said, "Drive."

The car beneath him started slowly.

Wuxin sent the message to Xiao Li, and the phone rang.

Wuxin looked at the familiar number and frowned, it was still Wei Yangyang's.

Swipe the answer button and put it to your ear, without waiting for Wei Yangyang to speak, Wuxin spoke first, "Miss Wei, your president and I have divorced, don't talk to me about him again, what's the matter, Wei Miss, please contact his family." After speaking, before Wei Yangyang could speak, he hung up the phone.

Mu Junchen, who was sitting next to Wuxin, was stunned for a moment when he heard what Wuxin said to Wei Yangyang, then turned his head suddenly, looking straight at Wuxin, "Tongtong, you... divorced Xiao Heng?"

Wuxin tilted her head slightly, looked at Mu Junchen, with a smile in her eyes, and blinked at Mu Junchen, "Yes, how can I have the heart to let Mr. Mu be the mistress."

Mu Jun listened intently, his whole body became stiff, he moved his lips, not knowing what to say, leaned over, hugged Wuxin's waist, clasped Wuxin's head, and pressed his lips against Wuxin.

Seeing this, Wuxin closed her eyes, stretched out her hands, and wrapped them around Mu Juan's heavy neck.

The driver who was driving silently raised the fender and continued driving as if nothing had happened.

I read silently in my heart, saw nothing, heard nothing.

Receiving Wuxin's response, Mu Junchen even breathed harder, directly pressing Wuxin on the back seat, holding the back of Wuxin's head with one hand, and resting on the leather cushion with the other hand, closing his eyes, deepening the kiss, grabbing the breath from Wuxin's mouth .

The breath is entangled, the tip of the nose is full of each other's breath, and the breath is a little hot.

Wuxin is just a feeling, and his mind is a little chaotic.

When Mu Junchen let go of Wuxin, Wuxin's lips were slightly red and swollen.

(End of this chapter)