Chapter 177 [So Fun]
Mu Jia hung up the video call, feeling a little dazed.
Her fingers unconsciously slid across the screen of her phone, unconsciously stopping at the chat box with Xie Siyan, and tapping on the avatar with her finger.
The chat history between the two always stops at two weeks ago.
She bit her lip. Since they last parted, this man seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. He no longer harassed her and did not take any other action. Could it be that Cheng Yu changed his strategy this time and did not do his own job, but turned to deal with his son?
Mu Jia's heart skipped a beat. He thought he didn't care, but he couldn't help but pretend to be casual and asked Xie Siyan's assistant, "Mr. Xie, are you busy lately?"
The assistant was sorting through documents. When he looked up and saw her, he smiled at her, "Miss Mu, don't you know? Mr. Xie flew to Paris the day before yesterday, saying he was going to discuss a project."
Mu Jia nodded, suppressing the strange sense of loss in his heart, and forced a polite smile, telling himself that it was normal for him to focus on his career. Mu Jia also understood that with a family background like his, he had no career, let alone the autonomy of love.
However, the next morning, she saw a photo of Xie Siyan and Chi Wu standing side by side on the banks of the Seine on the headlines of the financial and entertainment section.
The man was wearing a well-ironed suit, and the woman was smiling charmingly. The headline read, "Young master Xie and a rising star in the entertainment industry traveled to Paris together, and it seems they have confirmed their relationship."
The phone fell onto the wool carpet with a "pop". Mu Jia hesitated for two seconds before bending down to pick it up. When he lowered his head, he found that his fingertips were trembling slightly.
Picking up the phone, she lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, opened WeChat, deleted and revised the message in the dialog box, and finally just sent a simple greeting.
However, as expected, the message fell on deaf ears and there was no response until late at night.
The neon lights outside the window gradually dimmed. At eleven o'clock in the evening, Mu Jia curled up on the sofa, staring at the screen of his mobile phone with sore eyes.
The LCD TV in the living room is playing a newly released fantasy drama.
Gorgeous special effects are intertwined with beautiful pictures.
Mu Jia was looking down at her phone when she heard a familiar voice, its voice cold yet sweet. She instinctively looked up and saw Chi Wu, dressed in white, gracefully descending from the Ninth Heaven. Her sleeves fluttered, revealing a face hailed by the media as a once-in-a-millennium beauty.
The phone in Mu Jia's hand paused slightly.
I heard the God played by Chi Wu on TV say to the male protagonist sadly with tears in his eyes: "For three lifetimes, I will wait for your sincerity."
Mu Jia turned around, took the remote control and turned off the TV.
Although the LCD TV was turned off, the lines from the TV series just now seemed to still linger in my ears.
Are they... together? This thought was like a fine needle, piercing his heart unexpectedly. Mu Jia smiled self-deprecatingly and clicked on Xie Siyan's profile picture again. He knew in his heart that he didn't even have the right to be jealous now.
At two o'clock in the morning, the phone finally vibrated.
[What's up?]
Two short words.
As indifferent as replying to an insignificant customer.
Mu Jia stared at the screen, her fingertips hovering over the keyboard, but she couldn't type a single word. She wanted to ask him if he was with Chi Wu, and why he suddenly disappeared, but in the end she just bit her lip and tossed the phone aside.
Her throat was dry and sore. She hadn't stayed up late for a long time and now she couldn't sleep again. She had no choice but to get up and pour a glass of water. When she took the water, she found that her hands were shaking violently.
Mu Jia simply put down the water cup and leaned against the window in a daze. After waiting for a while and calming down, he turned around and replied him with two words on the phone.
【fine. 】
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Mu Jia got up during the day and mustered up the courage to ask, "Why did you and Chi Wu go to England?"
Xie Siyan replied after a long while, "Yeah."
Mu Jia wanted to question him, but couldn't speak, so he could only reply woodenly: "It's fun."
There's no news from there again.
The next day, when Mu Jia woke up, the sunlight outside the window made her eyes hurt.
She got up late. She had never been late before, but she slept until ten in the morning.
If she rushed to the company now, not only would she be caught, but it would also be embarrassing if she ran into her colleagues. She had no choice but to take out her cell phone, send a message to the HR department, and make up an excuse that she was sick.
After sending the message, she still held the phone in her hand. Unable to restrain herself, she masochistically clicked on the dialog box.
The screen was still stuck on last night's conversation.
That cold [What's wrong?] was like a thorn, piercing my heart and making it throb painfully.
She bit her lip, her fingers hovering over the screen for a long time, and finally, trembling, she typed out a line of words, [You and Chi Wu went to England? ]
The moment she sent it out, she felt a little regretful.
This tone really sounds like checking on him.
The phone was eerily quiet the entire morning, until lunch break when it finally vibrated.
Mu Jia almost rushed over to click it, but all he saw was an extremely perfunctory "Hmm."
She stared at the word and suddenly found it difficult to breathe.
I want to question him, I want to get angry, I want to ask him what he thinks of himself?
But thousands of words were stuck in my throat, and finally turned into a dry sentence -
【So fun】
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As the cold winter approaches, the whole city is engulfed in the biting north wind.
With the arrival of winter, a major event happened recently.
Song Mingxi gave birth prematurely. On the way to the hospital, Zhou Xu called her and said, "Mingxi gave birth prematurely. We are at the hospital now. She is still thinking about you..."
Mu Jia naturally understood that after such a near-death experience, Song Mingxi would definitely want to have her best friend by her side.
She woke up instantly and rushed out the door without even having time to put on her coat.
When they arrived at the hospital, the corridor outside the delivery room was empty. Only Zhou Xu was pacing back and forth anxiously. His suit, which was always meticulous, was now wrinkled. Seeing her coming, he raised his hand to glance at his watch and said, "My mom and dad are on the way." This was to inform her.
"How long have you been in there?" Mu Jia asked, panting.
"An hour..."
Zhou Xu's voice was extremely hoarse.
Time passed slowly amid the smell of disinfectant. At noon, a baby's cry was finally heard from the delivery room.
When the nurse came out holding the swaddling clothes, Zhou Xu was shaking with excitement.
It was a cute little meat ball, lying in the cradle, crying loudly with its little fists clenched.
"Where is Song Mingxi? How is she?" Zhou Xu didn't bother to look at the child and turned around and rushed into the delivery room.
After the two of them calmed down, Mu Jia heard Zhou Xu answering a phone call outside and reporting to Xie Siyan and other buddies that a daughter was born. Only then did she go over and push open the door of the delivery room.
Song Mingxi lay weakly on the stretcher, his face as pale as paper. The moment he saw Mu Jia, he suddenly pursed his lips and said weakly, "Jia Jia... I was so scared just now, I even dreamed that I was at the gates of hell..."
Mu Jia walked over, held her hand and was comforting her when he heard a commotion in the corridor outside.
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