Chapter 519: Just let her stay there
Chapter 519: Just let her stay there
No, she can't sleep, nor can the culprit have good dreams.
Gritting his teeth, dialed it.
I couldn't tell whether it was a little more excited or a little more nervous.
When listening to the long beep, Yuxuan felt his heart beating at the same frequency.
About dozens of seconds in the past, a male voice finally came over there.
At one o'clock late at night, Li Beichen answered the phone.
Yuxuan tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and asked with a light cough, "Are you still busy?"
Li Beichen responded lightly: "No."
Yuxuan smiled silently: "Don't always drink black coffee to stay up late and busy with official duties, your body will be overwhelmed."
"Um."
"Have you slept well these days?"
"Um."
Yuxuan twisted his fingers subconsciously.
She obviously wanted to tell him that she missed him, but when she heard his indifferent or even cold voice, she left the night again.
She did not speak, nor did he speak.
The two fell silent.
After a long time, Li Beichen asked in a hoarse and low voice: "What's the matter?"
The two simple words, so easy, cut her thoughts of these days to pieces.
Scattered all over the place.
She can't pick it up.
Retaining some miserable emotions, Yu Xuan shook his head: "Actually, there is nothing wrong."
His voice is still indifferent: "Well, then go to sleep."
"Li Beichen," Subai's slender fingers clenched the phone.
Yu Xuan raised his eyes slightly, staring at the ceiling with distracted eyes, stubbornly holding back the tears in his eyes, "How is Li Beiming now?"
After asking, the phone was completely silent.
Yuxuan did not speak again, and Li Beichen did not answer.
Since she left Shanghai, the two of them don't seem to be the same anymore.
It's just bound by the marriage certificate, stranger.
Yuxuan gently took the phone away from her ear, took a deep breath, and suppressed the choking emotion.
Then he covered the phone again, his voice was very soft, but still hoarse: "Sorry, I talk too much."
He did not speak.
Yuxuan originally thought that the call would end in such a silent embarrassment, but he didn't expect that he still spoke.
The low and hoarse voice sounded very tired: "What's the matter? Suddenly asked this?"
Yuxuan sucked his nose, and the soreness filled up again.
She actually didn't want to ask unrelated people, just wanted to talk to him more.
Even if it's just one more sentence.
Yuxuan was actually very scared. After hanging up the phone, the empty beep sounded.
I don't want the long series of sounds from the radio waves to remind her that she is the only one.
"It's nothing, I just asked casually." Yuxuan smiled forcefully.
Lifting his eyes, looking out the French windows, the night sky of the imperial capital purple drunk and gold fans.
He said: "It's so late, go to sleep."
Hung up the phone.
The huge presidential suite did not turn on the lights.
Yuxuan sat on the corner of the bed blankly, curled up.
Sora spread in the bottom of my heart.
With sore eyes, she stuffed her head into the quilt, and wept silently.
The slender shoulders trembled helplessly.
With a trace of pain, it swept over her.
Li Beichen, did you forget to say a word?
——Take care of yourself in the Imperial City, and wait for me to pick you up.
Before, Yuxuan had never wavered this idea.
But why now she feels that Shencheng cannot go back.
Yanlan Mountain, the capital of Huadu.
The streamlined ink-colored Bentley stopped, and the man stepped down his stiff legs and turned his powerful watch arrogantly.
Shao Qin respectfully closed the car door for him, and everywhere he looked, there was a very extraordinary figure of a man.
"President, Madam is alone in the imperial capital..."
Shao Qin didn't deliberately overheard the phone call, but inadvertently noticed Yuxuan's sadness and sadness.
Entering the villa, Li Beichen didn't say a word, his slender fingers untied his tie.
"That's it," he was tired.
Ying frowned and said coldly, "With so many bodyguards, she will be fine."
Shao Qin didn't dare to say another word after finishing coldly and neatly.
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