“Where are you?” The voice from the other end of the phone was cold and cold.
Han Qixi walked several steps to the side, unwilling to let others know about his private affairs, and he also had a cold and deserted voice: “It has nothing to do with you.”
He has been abroad for two days, and he has only called him now, which means he has only realized that he is missing.
Han Qixi was getting more and more disappointed with him. Has he ever cared about her?
Yes, from the beginning, it was her that Han Qixi was self-indulgent and wishful thinking.
“Stop getting angry, come back.” Situ Hao’s tone was a little gentler.
“Who is getting angry with you?” Han Qixi’s tone was cold, “Who do you think you are?”
He hung up Situ Hao’s phone directly.
Situ Hao looked at the hanging-up phone. Now she started hanging up her phone.
When she pinched her phone tightly, her already indifferent face became even colder.
Han Qixi also went back to his room coldly.
Qin Mu looked at Han Qixi’s slender back, and the Buddha’s voice was filled with a cold chill.
I feel like she has changed after not seeing each other for two months.
When I saw her last time on New Year’s Eve last year, I was drinking and watching the fireworks show on the mountain with Situ Hao. At that time, Situ Hao personally promised to treat her well. At that time, her eyes were full of stunning fireworks in the sky. Apart from that, only Situ Hao was left.