Rich Contract: Kiss Goodbye, Paranoid

"Why didn't she come back with you? Is she by your side? Give her the phone." Xia Mochen didn't rush to get angry, but the deep wrinkles between his brows were full of anxiety and restlessness that couldn't be concealed.

"Sorry, Mr. Xia, Madam is not by my side right now."

"What about her?"

"I found the hotel where Madam lives this morning, but Madam was in a bad mood when she saw me. She said that she was going to do something very important and that I was not allowed to follow her."

From Xia Mochen's ears, this didn't seem like something An Xueying would do at all.In his eyes, although this woman has a bad temper and a bad personality, she still smiles most of the time and treats people very politely. Normally speaking, she shouldn't be too kind to "outsiders" like Lin Zicheng. "Easily expose the inner emotions.

Unless, it is an abnormal situation.

"...If I don't let you follow, you won't follow?"

"No, President, you misunderstood. I am indeed not with Madam now, but I know where Madam is. I am downstairs at Madam's house now, but... I think it is not convenient for me to go up."

"Okay, then you wait downstairs first, and report to me at any time if there is any situation."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Mochen felt even more irritable. Although he didn't know anything, this irritability had already spread in his heart.Maybe it's because they don't know anything.

This woman didn't tell him anything.What is it to keep talking about the family and the family, but not even say a word when something happens?
About two hours later, Lin Zisheng called again.

"Mr. Xia, Madam is by my side now. I asked her just now, but she still refuses to go back. Do you want to talk to her?"

"Give her the phone."

"Ok."

After a while, An Xueying's voice came from the phone: "Hello."

Only a short word.

Several questions were scrambling to get out, but in the end Xia Mochen was the first to say: "I don't care what you are doing now, come back with Lin Zicheng immediately."

Her voice, which was deliberately suppressed and seemed calm without any waves, came from the phone: "I reminded you clearly before, but did you forget? Oh, no, today is one day overdue, so can you give me the answer as soon as possible?" Did you tell me?"

"...An Xueying, are you finished? Are you still obsessed with this matter?"

"Sorry, our perspectives on understanding the problem may be very different. In my opinion, I don't want to avoid the problem and solve it immediately. But you, what are you running away from? Haven't you considered it yet? Oh, right , You were very busy yesterday and couldn't think about it. Then please continue to think about it now, and please tell me immediately after you think about the answer."

"An Xueying, don't you understand human speech? I'll ask you to come back immediately."

"I just want to get an answer right now, maybe I won't have to go back then."

"...Are you blackmailing me?"

"Is there anything I can threaten you with? I said that I just want an answer and a result right away."

"Hurry up and come back to me!"

Xia Mochen still couldn't hold back, and yelled directly into the phone.

But An Xueying's voice did not come from the phone, and she was hung up directly.

Xia Mochen threw the phone aside, feeling very angry.This woman always has many ways to make him explode instantly.

If there is anything that cannot be said in person, why do you have to go home and threaten him?It means that if he really wants to drive her out of Xia's house, he will stay in his hometown and never come back, right?

The phone rang, and Xia Mochen immediately grabbed the phone again. It was a message from Lin Zicheng.

"President Xia, Madam has gone upstairs again."

"You don't need to report to me anymore, no matter what method you use, you must bring her back to me within today."

It seemed that Xia Mochen's emotions could not be seen from the words, but Lin Zicheng could still see through the words that Xia Mochen at this moment was like a volcano about to erupt.

After most of the day, Xia Mochen did not receive any calls or messages from Lin Zicheng.He forced himself to bury his head in his work, and finally concentrated his energy to deal with part of the work, but seeing that there was no information on the phone, he was still very anxious.

But he still resisted the urge to call and urge him until the evening.

It wasn't until dinner was approaching that Lin Zisheng finally sent another message: "President Xia, my wife and I are already on the return bus, do you need me to report the specific situation?"

Xia Mochen directly dialed Lin Zicheng's number.

This time, Xia Mochen didn't get angry or urge him, but quietly listened to Lin Zicheng's explanation of the situation over there one by one. His expression didn't change much, but his heart couldn't be calm.

"...So far, the situation is like this. I know that I have no right to make decisions for Mr. Xia, but this is the only way to get my wife back. I hope my words don't embarrass Mr. Xia too much."

"Well, you did the right thing. Just send her back."

The "decision" that Lin Zicheng mentioned had nothing to do with the "decision" that An Xueying said this morning. It had nothing to do with Xia Mochen and had no knowledge of it, but Lin Zicheng made it for him. Decide.Xia Mochen didn't like others making decisions for him, but this time, he was a little lucky to have such an assistant.

When he knew that An Xueying had a similar experience with him, he couldn't help feeling sympathetic.The difference is that he can indeed help with her affairs, but with his affairs...she can't intervene, and he doesn't want her to know.

After dinner, I originally planned to work normally, but part of the work was blocked due to Lin Zisheng's absence, and the other documents were not brought yet, so it was a rare free time.Seeing that the time was still early, he thought about reading a book for a while, but when he picked up the book, he couldn't help but keep looking at the time, and couldn't read a word at all.

A few hours was extremely long.

Seeing that the hour hand was gradually approaching 9, Xia Mochen became more and more anxious.But he knew that Lin Zicheng was by her side, so he would be able to arrange everything properly and nothing would go wrong. If he urged him any more, it would make people feel that he didn't trust Lin Zicheng.

Suddenly there was a sound from downstairs, maybe... the person finally came back, right?He resisted the urge to go out, but still couldn't help but moved to the door.

After a while, Aunt Miao's voice came from the corridor: "Oh, young lady, why do you look so haggard? Are you okay? By the way, the young master is waiting for you, why don't you go to the young master's room first ? You haven't come back for two days, he is very worried about you."

"It's so late, I won't bother him."

"Hey, young lady, go and see the young master, he must be waiting for you."

"Aunt Miao, I'm going back, you should go back too."

At this time, Xia Mochen's door suddenly opened.

"An Xueying, come here for me."

An Xueying and Aunt Miao, who had just walked past Xia Mochen's door, were both stunned, and the tranquility quickly turned into a stalemate.

Aunt Miao's tangled eyes wandered between An Xueying and Xia Mochen twice. First, she secretly tugged on An Xueying's sleeve, but An Xueying remained indifferent. She just stared at Xia Mochen, but didn't take a step forward. It meant that Aunt Miao could only come to coax Xia Mochen.

"Master, look... the young lady is already very tired, or... if there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"Aren't you in a hurry to get the result from me? Why do you want to escape now and dare not face it?" Xia Mochen very rarely directly ignored Aunt Miao's words.

An Xueying's extremely haggard face still forced a smile, but she was looking at Aunt Miao, not Xia Mochen: "Aunt Miao, it's getting late, you should go to rest first."

Of course Aunt Miao knew what she meant. Although she was a little worried, in this case, she could only leave quickly.

Watching Aunt Miao go downstairs, An Xueying took a few steps to Xia Mochen's door.

"Come in." Xia Mochen took the initiative to back up for a while, making way for him.

An Xueying didn't say much, and went straight into the room and closed the door.

"Can you speak now?"

"This should be mine. You've finally made a decision, so why didn't you just say it directly?" An Xueying's face was haggard, but she was still as cold as ice, completely different from the gentle look she had treated Aunt Miao just now.

"...Shouldn't you explain why you suddenly disappeared and ran back to your hometown without a word?"

"..." An Xueying frowned and turned her eyes away, "This is my family business, and has nothing to do with you?"

"Your family affairs have nothing to do with me?" Xia Mochen stared at him, but at least he didn't let his anger erupt easily, "Okay, then what do you think we are related to?"

"...For now, it's still a husband and wife relationship."

"Then how could your matter have nothing to do with me?"

An Xueying closed her eyes wearily, let out a long sigh of relief, opened her eyes and looked straight at Xia Mochen, it seemed that this time she finally planned to "do as she wished" and formally discuss this issue with him.

"First of all, it's my family's business. Even if I get married and have a family, it doesn't mean that you have to ask about everything in my family. Besides, what if it has something to do with you? Let me tell you, you have time Listen? Aren't you busy... busy attending your beloved's birthday party?"

An Xueying obviously wanted to show herself to be stronger and more determined, but the nearly two days of torture exhausted not only her physical and mental strength, but as she spoke, tears overflowed her eyes uncontrollably.

Her tears also directly extinguished Xia Mochen's anger, which directly turned into helplessness and grievance: "When did I tell you that she is my beloved? You are the one who married me, you My husband is me, shouldn't you rely on me as soon as something happens?"

An Xueying shook her head with tears and despair all over her face: "Rely on? What rely on... There is no one in this world who can be inconvenient and reliable to rely on, let alone you... You have never acknowledged me, so what? Will you let me rely on you? I'm not even sure about our relationship, how can I rely on you?"