Chapter 191 The psychological shadow of a bowl of chicken soup
"Madam, the car is waiting at the hotel door, it's time to leave." The bodyguard glanced at the watch, and then politely reminded Shi Weixia.
Upon hearing this, Shi Weixia came to her senses and nodded gently.
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When Shi Weixia returned to Nanlu City, it was still very early, just in the morning.
As soon as she returned to the bedroom, she couldn't help but take out her cell phone, sent a message to Long Tingye, then leaned on the bed and turned over.
She didn't close her eyes all night, and when she returned to her familiar bedroom, she felt a little relieved.
Especially... when she smelled the mature and masculine smell of the man on the pillow... she finally relaxed and felt a little sleepy.
I accidentally fell asleep.
It was not until the servant came up to ask her to have a meal that she woke up and subconsciously glanced at her phone. It was already noon, but she did not receive Long Tingye's reply.
She couldn't help but frown in confusion. Could it be that he is very busy now or... working?
"Madam, the butler made chicken soup for you today. You might as well go to the restaurant to have a meal first." Seeing that she was staring at her phone in a daze, the servant beside her couldn't help but remind him.
As soon as the servant mentioned the chicken soup, Shi Weixia's expression changed, and she suddenly remembered the psychological shadow brought to her by a bowl of chicken soup... She was in a state of discomfort.
"Forget it, I have no appetite, I'll go on later."
Seeing her say this, the servant had no choice but to turn around and leave the bedroom.
After the servant left, Shi Weixia stared at the mobile phone screen for a moment before finally unable to help dialing Long Tingye's number.
The phone rang several times before it was finally picked up.
"Long Tingye, how are your injuries?" She asked worriedly as soon as the phone was answered.
He usually doesn't take the injury seriously, and he doesn't know if he has applied medicine properly.
After she finished speaking, the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds.
Seeing this, she felt confused. Just as she was about to ask, a man's voice rang out of her phone.
"Madam...it's me."
"Mo Sui?" Shi Weixia was stunned and asked in surprise.
"The boss is in a meeting and I don't have time to answer the phone." Mo Sui's explanation rang out.
"No wonder... Then how about his injury? Isn't it infected?" Shi Weixia nodded clearly and couldn't help asking again.
"The blood has stopped, it's nothing serious."
"Okay, then I won't bother you." Shi Weixia paused and then hung up the call.
After the call, she looked at her phone, but the expression on her face was a little puzzled.
According to her long-standing understanding of Long Tingye, he never put his phone in others' place. Even during meetings, his phone was carried with him.
But how could I hand over my phone to Mo Sui abnormally now?
Thinking of it, she sighed, reached out and pressed her head, hoping that she would just think more.
Long Tingye's body, a knife wound should not cause any danger to him.
...
When Shi Weixia went downstairs to the restaurant, the housekeeper was serving soup for her.
Seeing her come down, he said hurriedly.
"Madam, the soup is almost cold, come and sit down."
Shi Weixia nodded, and when she approached, she found that the butler's eyes were red, as if she had cried...
She was stunned and couldn't help asking worriedly.
"Butler, did your old man break up with you?"
Chapter completed!