Yan Lishu was standing outside. I don’t know how long it took, but finally he couldn’t hear the crying inside the house.
The irritability in my heart gradually calmed down, I glanced at the door and went downstairs.
After Yan Lishu returned, he kept locked himself in the study.
Take out the crumpled file from the drawer, and the black eyes fell on the paper, as if two holes were burned.
After a long time, I picked up the phone at hand.
A clear male voice came from the other end, “Hello, I am Ye Jinyu, who are you?”
“Yan Lishu.” He reported his name with a heavy tone.
The phone number is found in the information given by Zhang Qian.
Ye Jinyu paused for a moment and said in confusion, “Young Master Yan San called me, what advice do you have?”
Ye Jinyu didn’t like Yan Lishu, but he didn’t hang up the phone.
He knew that Qin Mu had lived with Yan Lishu during this period, and maybe it was Qin Mu’s business.
Yan Lishu casually turned the pen in his hand, and was silent.
Ye Jinyu and others were quite impatient, “If it’s okay…”
“I’m separated from Qin Mu. She lives alone outside, on the other side of Shengjiang Road. Go and pick her up.” Yan Lishu cut off his words, his tone was very light, and his fingers suddenly pinched the pen hard, and almost changed shape. “… She is a girl, staying outside, it’s very dangerous.”
Ye Jinyu suddenly stood up when he heard his words, and even the polite third young master disappeared, and said angrily, “Yan Lishu, what did you do to Tiantian!”
Yan Lishu suddenly regretted calling Ye Jinyu.
Qin Mu’s tone of over-care, his uncle, pierced into his heart like a thorn, feeling uncomfortable no matter how he was.
He couldn’t help but retort coldly, “It’s normal for us to fall in love with each other, but we just break up, let’s get together and part with each other!”
The other party hung up the phone with a bang.