Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

But when he saw the stairs leading to the two-person room on the second floor, Wen Xiaoai didn't know where his strength came from, and his footsteps suddenly picked up. In the end, he ran upstairs directly.

Not in the room, nor in the study.

Wen Xiaoai suddenly panicked.

Knowing that Jun Moyan should be in the company at this time, but didn't see him for the first time, he still couldn't control his emotions.

Wen Xiaoai ran downstairs and happened to see the little tea coming out of the dining area.

"Miss Wen?" Xiaocha said in surprise, "You are back."

"What's wrong? Why are you..."

How come you have lost so much and look so haggard.

Before Xiaocha finished her question, Wen Xiaoai asked quickly: "Xiaocha, where is Jun Moyan?"

"The Third Young Master is out, so I should go to the company. No, the third young Master seems to be busy with other things these days, so I don't have time to go to the company."

"I'm busy with something else? You won't be on a business trip, right?" Wen Xiaoai immediately became anxious.

Before, every time he traveled on business, he went to far, far away places, and he went there for several days.

She has only a few hours.

"It's not a business trip, or I'm busy with something else. It's kind of mysterious. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's a big project. Don't worry, Miss Wen. You call San Shao, and San Shao will be back soon. "

"Phone? Phone." Wen Xiaoai quickly reached into his pocket and changed the mobile phone Jun Moyan bought for her.

"Broken, no light."

Wen Xiaoai anxiously showed the unresponsive cell phone to Xiaocha.

"It's dead, it's okay, use landline."

Xiaocha quickly went to get the landline, dialed Jun Moyan's number, and then gave it to Wen Xiaoai.

Listening to the "beep" on the phone, Wen Xiaoai slowly calmed down.

The phone rang for a while before being connected.

Jun Moyan's cold voice came from the receiver:

"what's up?"

Just like when I first met him, I don't like to laugh, and even my words are filled with ice.

However, it was just such a sentence, the cold and familiar voice made Wen Xiaoai burst into tears instantly.

"Woo...Jun Mo Yan..."

Wen Xiaoai took the phone and cried directly.

Jun Moyan on the phone was stunned. After a while, almost his brain hadn't reacted, but his heart had already reacted:

"...Little boy?"

"Is that you?" He held his breath and asked incredulously.

"Woo...Jun Moyan, where are you."

Wen Xiaoai on the other side of the phone seemed to have been wronged by the sky, crying constantly.

I can't wait to cry out all the grievances I have suffered during this time.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Jun Moyan panicked when he heard Wen Xiaoai crying, and rushed out of a high-end bridal shop, dropped the driver, and got into the car.

Before the seat belt could be fastened, he immediately started the engine and drove away.

"Woo...Jun Mo Yan, you come back, you come back quickly..."

Wen Xiaoai didn't say anything else, but kept calling Jun Moyan back.

She wants to see him, now, soon.

"Okay, I'll be back soon, and I'll be back soon." Jun Mo Yan pretended to be calm, but his hands holding the phone and the steering wheel trembled slightly, his face was gradually turning pale, his eyes were full of panic and anxiety.

When I came back suddenly and cried like this, something must have happened.

"Woo, Jun Moyan... Hurry up."

"Okay, right away, don't cry, tell me what happened?"

Jun Moyan operated the steering wheel with one hand, stepped on the accelerator, and ran the red light all the way to Wuyuan.