Mr. He’s Daily Affections

On the other side, Ning Yichen also returned to his villa.

In the past few months, on the one hand, he was under investigation as Zhuo Yuwei's chief secretary, and on the other hand, he was busy with the general election, and his time was so tight that he had almost no time to feel melancholy.

It wasn't until last night, when the dust of the election had settled, that he suddenly realized that he didn't even have anyone to share his feelings with.

The living room was empty, and the curtains were blown up by the breeze. In a trance, he felt that there should be a slender figure there, doing various weird yoga postures.

Ning Yichen took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and put this strange emotion behind him.

He went straight back to the room, took off his coat and walked into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he flipped through emails and news on his Mac. Suddenly, the headlines from the entertainment section came into view.

Tomorrow night, Lu Qixi will hold her third solo concert in Yanzhou City.

concert……

His eyes flashed and he quickly glanced at the news.

At this time, his personal cell phone suddenly rang.

It's not a work number... This realization filled Ning Yichen with some indescribable expectations.

He immediately walked over and picked up his phone, but an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

His expression turned slightly cold, he slid open the phone and picked up: Who is it?

There was a slightly rapid breathing sound on the other side of the phone.

Who is it? Ning Yichen frowned slightly, If you don't say anything, I'll die.

It's me. The other party finally spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, Su Lianxi.

Su Lianxi. Yes, he once gave her a business card.

I'm making this call specifically to thank you. Su Lianxi said softly, My test result came out and it was negative...

Ning Yichen felt slightly relieved: Congratulations.

Negative means she is not infected.

Yeah, I'm really lucky. Su Lianxi smiled self-deprecatingly, Also, I plan to quit. Almost all of my original customers have died, so it's a good time to quit now.

Need my help? Ning Yichen raised his eyebrows.

No. Su Lianxi said calmly, I have my own way, I don't need you to worry about it. Ning Yichen, from now on, just pretend that we don't know each other.

Ning Yichen paused and said, Then, I wish you good luck.

Su Lianxi laughed and hung up the phone.

Ning Yichen listened to the busy tone on the phone and remained motionless for a while.

He took the phone off, took a look at it, and finally deleted the call record.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Lu Qixi had said about him.

It is your instinct to sympathize with and help the weak.

Ning Yichen laughed to himself.

If this is true, then...the weak people he has helped no longer need him one by one.

What an irony.

Ning Yichen pondered for a while, then suddenly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Not long after, the call got through, and he asked straight to the point: Do you still have the tickets for the concert?

The other party was startled for a moment before he realized who he was asking.

Is it Qixi Festival? All sold out within a few days after it went on sale! Someone online offered a reward of hundreds of thousands for a standing ticket, but unfortunately there was no response... Qixi Festival should have a few VIP tickets in hand, but I don’t know who she gave them to.”

Ning Yichen frowned: Can't get even one?