Chapter 213: Her surname is Yang, not Yan
After returning to the hotel room, Xu Yiyan immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower to wake up some clips that kept flashing in his head.
He stood under the shower and let the water drip over his head, gradually wetting his eyes and blurring him.
"Knock knock..."
Xiao Tang knocked on the door outside: "Doctor Xu, can you wash quickly?, I want to go to the toilet." ”
The sound of talking came into the bathroom through the door, Xu Yiyan reached down and turned off the mixing valve, he closed his eyes tightly, and pulled his hair up: "Come out immediately." ”
Xu Yiyan quickly put on his bathrobe, and then came out of the bathroom: "You go." ”
Xiao Tang snorted, and then ran in with his stomach in his hands.
The irritable mood still did not dissipate, Xu Yiyan sat on the bed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Yan Muxi's number.
The sound of "beep beep" continued continuously, and no one answered on the other side, and it hung up automatically.
Xu Yiyan sighed, his brows tightened, and the irritability gradually spread around.
A minute passed, and the phone "buzzed...".
It was a message from Yan Muxi: Dr. Xu, I'm working overtime, I'll call you later.
Xu Yiyan replied well.
"Oh, my mother..."Xiao Tang clutched his stomach: "It seems that the skewers on the side of the road can't be eaten at will, it hurts me to death." ”
Xu Yiyan spoke: "Do you have a cigarette?"
Xiao Tang froze: "What did you say?"
Xu Yiyan repeated: "Is there any smoke?"
For Xiao Tang, Xu Yiyan is a gentle and polite person, and Xiao Tang thinks that a man like this should not drink alcohol or touch cigarettes.
This was the first time Xu Yiyan asked him if he had any cigarettes, which really stunned Xiao Tang.
Xiao Tang nodded: "Wait, I'll get it for you." ”
......
The staccato sound of the keyboard ringing in the office.
"Hey..."Xiao Huang yawned, and his eyes suddenly filled with physiological tears: "I want to get off work." ”
Yan Muxi, who was sitting next to her, took a sip of coffee: "Sister has finished, come on." ”
Xiao Huang blinked pitifully: "Can my sister give me the rest of the coffee?"
After the words fell, Yan Muxi picked up the coffee on the desk and handed it to Xiao Huang.
Yan Muxi stretched: "I'm home..."After speaking, she got up and picked up her bag.
Sister Li wore a neck guard around her neck: "Pay attention to safety when you go home." ”
Yan Muxi compared the speed of an OK hand: "See you tomorrow." ”
It was close to ten o'clock, and the city was shrouded in darkness, and people were reluctant to linger outside.
At the moment, there were only a few passers-by in a hurry.
The neon lights on both sides flickered, and the intermittent sound of whistles echoed in Yan Muxi's ears, giving Yan Muxi a sense of security.
Only since the last time she met a stalker, whenever Yan Muxi came home from overtime, she watched the surroundings with vigilance.
This time was no exception, her eyes were looking around, and her steps were fast.
Fortunately, the company was very close to the community, and Yan Muxi walked home quickly, and did not find any suspicious people on the way.
As soon as he entered the house, Yan Muxi immediately dialed Xu Yiyan's number: "Baby, I'm home." ”
Then Yan Muxi turned on the light, and the room suddenly brightened.
Xu Yiyan on the other side of the phone snorted: "It's good to get home." ”
Yan Muxi listened to his weak voice, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Baby, what's wrong? I feel like you're tired." ”
At this moment, Xu Yiyan hooked his lips and smiled: "It's just a little tired, just take a rest." ”
"Okay..."Yan Muxi said, "Then you go to bed early, and we'll talk tomorrow." ”
Hang up.
Yan Muxi walked to the balcony, she saw a news yesterday, saying that more ventilation in the home can be conducive to the physical and mental health of the human body.
Yan Muxi pushed the doors and windows open to both sides, and a cold wind blew, making her shiver: "It's so cold, it's cold." ”
The neighborhood was quiet, and everyone returned to their houses to escape the cold wind.
The picture is elongated, and a man in a black suit can be clearly seen standing under a street lamp.
......
"This orange is so sweet. ”
Ms. Chen: "Sweet, this is what your Aunt Wang gave me." ”
Yan Muxi chirped: "Your little sister is so good to you." ”
Ms. Chen smiled: "You can eat it yourself, I'll cook the rice." ”
Yan Muxi snorted.
"This orange is so delicious, steal a few and go home for Dr. Xu to eat. ”
"Buzz...", the phone rang on the coffee table.
Yan Muxi looked up at the watch on the wall and took a look: "Ms. Chen's card friend is here to urge, hmph, I went home to accompany you, how can I let you abandon me and take care of yourself." ”
Yan Muxi wiped her hands with a tissue, and then picked up Ms. Chen's mobile phone.
It's just that the phone shows not Ms. Chen's card friend: Aunt Wang.
The remark is YF, Yan Muxi frowned suspiciously when he looked at the content of the message: Chen Yun, I have already received the money, thank you, please come to the hospital in the middle of the night last time to visit my star, and I will tell Xingxing that I will not let her disturb your life and Mr. Yan's life, as well as your daughter and son, I will not let Xingxing go to see them.
Then another one: Actually, I went to the company to find Mr. Yan, but he didn't let me in, but it happened that I met your daughter at the door of the company, and I recognized her at first sight, she was very beautiful, like you.
The person who sent the text message didn't care whether the other party replied or not, she seemed to be explaining her heart, and sent it one after another: But don't worry, I didn't say anything to your daughter that shouldn't be said, I just said hello to her.
Seeing Yan Muxi here, his expression became more and more puzzled, what does it mean.
The last one: I know that Xingxing is surnamed Yang, not Yan, her name is Yang Xing, and she will always be Yang Xing.
Yan Muxi's pupils suddenly widened, Yang Xing, is it her, is it the Yang Xing funded by Ms. Chen and Mr. Yan?
Didn't Ms. Chen say that she was an orphan?
Her surname is Yang, not Yan?
Thank you for your money?
I've seen your daughter at the door of the company?
What does it all mean?
All kinds of doubts piled up in Yan Muxi's heart.
Meng Meng... Meng Meng..."
At this time, Ms. Chen shouted.
Yan Muxi responded: "What's wrong?"
"There's no soy sauce, you go to the community and buy a bottle. ”
Yan Muxi replied yes, and then Yan Muxi took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, opened the memo and wrote down the number of the text message.
In order to prevent Ms. Chen from finding out, she touched Ms. Chen's mobile phone, and Yan Muxi was deleted by text messages.