Listening to Song Jihuai's voice, Su Wanyu didn't know what to say for a moment. If Song Jihuai was next to her, he would see that her eyes were evasive at this moment, and her hands were tightly grasping the cabinet where the phone was placed, her fingers were white and her veins were bulging.
"No, nothing."
She lowered her eyes slightly, and even her voice was trembling a little, but thinking that her husband was on the other end of the line, Su Wanyu did not dare to show it too obviously.
But Song Jihuai soon noticed this clue of hers.
Song Jihuai frowned, his voice becoming more concerned, "My dear, what just happened?"
His voice was full of tension.
"No."
Su Wanyu said again, her thoughts were really complicated, and she didn't know how to continue talking to her husband, so she said: "Husband, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry about me."
After saying that, Su Wanyu was about to hang up the phone.
"I'm a little tired, husband. You work hard and I'll rest for a while."
Since she had said so, Song Jihuai naturally would not say anything else. Although he was still very worried, he still agreed, "Okay."
Su Wanyu hung up the phone very quickly.
Song Jihuai held the phone in his hand and did not believe Su Wanyu's words so easily. Instead, because of the girl's escape, his thoughts became more complicated.
He naturally called the girl only after he had received accurate information.
Just now in the garden, for some reason, the little girl smashed her cell phone.
He couldn't believe what Butler Xia said.
His little girl has always been gentle, when has she ever done such a thing? But Housekeeper Xia's words were so convincing that there was no reason for him to deceive him on this matter.
Moreover, he had just called the little girl to confirm that what Butler Xia said was correct.
The little girl has a problem.
Song Jihuai frowned, looked at the scene in front of him, then looked at the mobile phone in his hand. After thinking for a second, he walked towards the office door.
He was still worried.
Need to go back and see the little girl.
After Su Wanyu hung up the phone, she couldn't fall asleep. She was sure her phone was broken, so she threw it into the trash can.
After pacing around the room for a long time without being able to calm down, Su Wanyu finally took out a pen and paper and started working. Only in this way could she calm down.
But until the door of the room was opened, she couldn't remember what she had drawn. It looked more like meaningless graffiti.
She didn't look at the picture, but instead raised her eyes to look towards the door. She was a little shocked when she saw the person coming in, and the person stood up, "Husband?"
"Aren't you at work?"
After Su Wanyu asked this question, she had an idea in her mind.
It must be that her husband felt that something was wrong with her when she called just now, and because he was worried, he hurried home. She looked at Song Jihuai with a bit more guilt and worry in her eyes, "Husband, I made you worry."
Song Jihuai raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head, "What nonsense are you talking about."
Su Wanyu blinked.
Song Jihuai had already walked to Su Wanyu's side. When he saw the paper on the coffee table from the corner of his eye, he frowned slightly. Su Wanyu also followed his gaze and looked -
His face suddenly changed.
She was stunned for a moment, then quickly put away the paper on the table, "Husband, I..."
But just after she said three words, she was hugged by Song Jihuai, "Dear, I'm sorry, I ignored you."
Su Wanyu was stunned and didn't even understand what Song Jihuai meant.
Song Jihuai's tone was full of guilt.
Su Wanyu froze in his arms, not knowing what to say. She thought her husband might have misunderstood, but there was no way to explain this matter.
So now Su Wanyu could only remain silent, and use this method to make her husband feel that his understanding was correct.
Because she had just randomly drawn the scene of the car accident on a piece of paper!
Although it was just a few strokes, the shape was already there, and Su Wanyu was even unconsciously filling it in. If Song Jihuai had come back a little later, he would probably have seen a very detailed drawing.
Su Wanyu secretly rejoiced in her heart. She lowered her eyes slightly and did not explain a single word for what she had just said.
"Be good."
Song Jihuai let go of her after a while, took her hand and sat down beside her, saying softly but firmly, "Why didn't you tell me if you remember it so clearly?"
If you tell him, at least he can do something.
I won't let the little girl bear so much alone.
When Su Wanyu heard this, she raised her eyes and smiled at Song Jihuai, "Husband, I'm really fine."
But this smile seemed forced to Song Jihuai. He frowned slightly and said softly, "Don't be so stubborn." He stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see through her whole body.
Su Wanyu was startled, and then the corners of her lips curled up slightly, looking at Song Jihuai with trust in her eyes, "Husband, how can you be so good?"
"I'll stay home with you this afternoon."
Song Jihuai sighed. Even if the girl said he was good, he had been talking for a long time, but the girl still didn't say a word.
Little thing, you keep your mouth shut.
"good."
Su Wanyu was worried that this would arouse her husband's suspicion again, so she nodded in agreement obediently, but she held the paper tightly in her hand and hid it behind her back, obviously having no intention of taking it out.
Song Jihuai glanced at her but didn't care too much.
Su Wanyu looked unwell, so Butler Xia brought her some calming soup.
After drinking it, Su Wanyu leaned against Song Jihuai again and felt drowsy. She had only taken a short nap at dawn yesterday.
It's right to be tired.
After the little girl fell asleep, Song Jihuai's movements became slower, as he was worried that any excessive movement would disturb her rest. He decided to go to the living room to take care of some work, so that he would be able to hear any movement from the little girl in the room.
But when passing by the trash can, his sharp eyes quickly caught sight of the mobile phone inside.
After a pause, he bent down to pick up the phone and turned to look at the sleeping girl.
What on earth did he see that made someone as good-tempered as Wanwan so angry that she smashed her phone? Song Jihuai thought for a moment and put the phone in his pocket.
Let Secretary Wu check it out tomorrow.
He had a premonition.
It's weird, yet indescribably accurate.
The little girl's outburst today was related to her cell phone. Thinking of this, he stood up again, took out the garbage bag from the trash can, walked out of the room and handed it to the servant.
By the way, please ask everyone to change all the trash cans in the house.
He has always been meticulous.
Wanwan won't notice anything about these details.
even……
He put his hand into his pocket and touched Su Wanyu's broken phone with a little force.
Is he really going to investigate?
Feeling a tingling sensation in the palm of his hand, Song Jihuai let go of the phone and pulled his hand out, only to find a small cut on his palm by the broken tempered glass film.
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