Mingdai looked up and assumed it was Mo Tingchuan.
I don't want to care, I'll pretend no one's around.
Anyway, no one knows she's here, and she's already changed the password for the door lock, so Mo Tingchuan can't get in.
The phone rang very quickly.
But it was He Yaonian who called.
Mingdai's heart skipped a beat, but it was very slight and passed quickly.
She didn't answer, turned off all sound, and let it keep ringing silently.
He Yaonian called twice in a row, but Mingdai pretended not to see it.
She didn't want to hold a grudge, nor did she have the right to give He Yaonian any attitude.
She just felt that sometimes she would lose her sense of proportion and trust He Yaonian too much, treating this man as her own.
But she must now be clear-headed about the fact that He Yaonian is Mo Tingchuan's third uncle, and that Qin Weiwei is carrying the He family's bloodline.
As for Mingdai, she has no relation to the He family whatsoever.
After her phone stopped ringing, Mingdai lost all interest in ordering takeout.
She slumped onto the sofa, staring at the high ceiling. Soon, drowsiness overcame her, and she grabbed a cushion and stuffed it into her arms. She curled up on her side and drifted off to sleep.
At this time, the He family villa.
He Xingqiong, who was on the third floor, had dinner but still hadn't seen Mingdai, so she went to knock on Mingdai's door.
After knocking for a while without getting a response, she tentatively turned the doorknob, and the door opened.
"Mingdai?"
He Xingqiong went inside to look for her.
The huge room was completely empty.
"Strange, has he not returned?"
He Xingqiong left the room and went downstairs, where she ran into He Yaonian in the living room.
"Third Uncle, have you seen Mingdai? Why hasn't she come back yet, it's so late?"
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