After marrying the rich man

Lu Jingyan went to a meeting, Ye Weiran sat in the office and waited for her.

I don't know if Lu Jingyan forgot or what, but he didn't bring his mobile phone to the conference room.

What's even more coincidental is that shortly after Lu Jingyan left, the cell phone he left on the desk rang.

Ye Weiran was sitting on the sofa in a daze, when the phone rang, her first reaction was to frown.

Following the sound, he came to the desk.

Seeing that Lu Jingyan's mobile phone was ringing non-stop.

The incoming caller ID... Chu Chu.

Ye Weiran turned around immediately, not intending to answer the phone.

But the phone rang countless times in a row, and Qiao Yanchu over there was considered persevering, so she kept calling when no one answered the phone.

That posture, as if no one answered the phone, she could keep calling until the end of time.

Sitting on the sofa, what Ye Weiran thought was that if she could keep making calls, she would also be able to remain indifferent all the time.

But she still underestimated Qiao Yanchu's ability, and the phone kept ringing to her annoyance.

After all, she got up and walked to the desk.

Pick up the phone.

Before she could speak, a woman's aggrieved voice came from the phone.

"Jing Yan, are you busy? Why did it take so long to answer the phone?"

Ye Weiran didn't make a sound, but the person over there spoke again.

"Jing Yan, I miss you."

On the phone, the woman's voice carried a hint of coquettishness.

Ye Weiran's eyes turned cold.

She spoke softly, her tone was cold and indifferent.

"I'm Ye Weiran."

There was no sound from the phone for a long time, Ye Weiran had no time to think about Qiao Yanchu's mood at the moment.

She cut off the phone first.

The mood finally became more comfortable. Qiao Yanchu probably won't call again for a while.

……

Los Angeles.

Theatrical set.

Qiao Yanchu was sitting in the lounge, looking at the phone that was hung up, her originally gentle and quiet face was full of anger, and her eyes were full of resentment that couldn't go away.

Ye Weiran...

She tightened her fingers and fell into the palm of her hand without knowing it.

Ye Weiran actually answered the phone?
Why is it Ye Weiran.

Since when has Ye Weiran been able to answer Jing Yan's calls?

Her eyes darkened frighteningly, and finally dialed Tang Wenxuan's phone number.

The phone was connected quickly, and Tang Wenxuan's voice came from inside.

"Yan Chu."

Qiao Yanchu spoke in a warm voice, with a smile in her words, which was completely different from the heavy and terrifying expression on her face.

"Wen Xuan, are you busy?"

"No, what's the matter with you calling at this time?"

"It's nothing serious, I just want to ask, how are you doing recently?"

Tang Wenxuan was silent for a second, then replied.

"pretty good."

"Really? That's good." Qiao Yanchu said with a smile.

Over there, Tang Wenxuan didn't speak for a long time, Qiao Yanchu thought about it, and then said.

"Wen Xuan, we are very good friends, aren't we?"

Tang Wenxuan paused for a few seconds and spoke.

"Be straightforward about what you want to say, there's no need to go round and round like this."

Qiao Yan was stunned for a second, but she still smiled gently.

"Wen Xuan, you also know that Jing Yan and I are now separated from each other. In order to improve my own strength, I had to choose to come to Los Angeles, but now, Jing Yan is very important to me, very important. Everything I do now It's all for Jing Yan, without Jing Yan, it would be meaningless for me to do all this."

"I know."

"So, can you tell me more about Jing Yan's situation?"

Tang Wenxuan felt that what Qiao Yanchu did was unnecessary.