Chapter 82: Did You Know He Had a Girlfriend?

Just when Ma Xiaoman was hesitating, Ma's mother had already dialed Hu Jixing's phone, hello, Hu Jixing is busy, if there is anything to tell me directly. The crisp female voice directly pulled back the thoughts of Ma Xiaoman and Ma's mother.

"It's okay, it's okay, let him pay attention to rest. Ma's mother said without waiting for the other party's reaction, and quickly hung up the phone, "I just told you not to let you call, and now I'm satisfied," Ma Xiaoman looked at his mother and said disapprerovingly.

"Do you know he has a girlfriend?" Ma's mother looked at Ma Xiaoman uncertainly, seeing that Ma Xiaoman's eyes were not injured, there was obviously a trace of doubt in her heart, "I don't know, and I and Jixing are just ordinary friends, are you thinking too much, let's go, hurry up and help me pack my things, I still have to watch Wenqing filming," Ma Xiaoman said and pulled his mother towards his room.

How could Ma's mother not see her daughter's thoughts, knowing that she didn't want to continue to talk about this topic, and it was not good to mention it again, at the other end, Hu Jixing, who had finished the meeting, took the mobile phone handed by the assistant, listened to the other party's report, and walked towards his office.

The female assistant saw that her boss didn't find anything about the mobile phone, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Hu Jun, who was slowly packing up in the conference room, happened to see the female assistant's relieved expression and slightly happy expression, and specially asked people to retrieve the video of the monitoring room during their meeting.

Hu Jun, who got the surveillance video, walked up to Hu Jixing, and asked uncertainly: "Wang, there is something I don't know if I should tell you." "Let's talk about it," Hu Jixing put down the pen he signed and looked up at Hu Jun.

"Take a look at this first. Hu Jun said and handed the tablet in his hand to Hu Jixing, the picture happened to be the picture of the female assistant who helped Hu Jixing take the mobile phone to answer the phone, the phone hung up quickly, there was nothing special about watching the video like this, but the female assistant's next move made Hu Jixing frown unconsciously.

I saw that the girl directly deleted the communication record, and then continued to pretend to be casual and wait at the door, "fired," Hu Jixing said a little angrily, because the communication record was deleted, he could not be sure whose call the other party was answering now.

"Do you need to ask whose phone the other party deleted?" Hu Jun looked at Hu Jixing, who was obviously angry, with some uncertainty, "No, if the other party is in a hurry, he will definitely call me." Hu Jixing rubbed his temples as he spoke, and continued to look through the documents at hand.

Seeing Hu Jixing's serious appearance, Hu Jun picked up the tablet on the table and turned to leave, while Ma Xiaoman, with the help of Ma's mother, packed up his things, because Ma's mother was not at ease, she specially sent Ma Xiaoman to the train station, "You kid, you don't sit on the plane, you have to do the train," Ma's mother muttered, and she was still not very relieved in her heart.

"Mom, when we go back to H from Y City, won't nothing happen, don't worry. Since her body has recovered, Ma Xiaoman feels that her body has also changed, but where exactly has changed, she can't tell, seeing her mother's worried expression, knowing that she is also worried about herself, Ma Xiaoma pulled her mother and tried to comfort her.

Seeing Ma Xiaoman leave, although he was reluctant, he also knew that his daughter had grown up and tried some things alone, Ma Xiaoman found his own box, put the things away and lay directly on his bed and chatted with Wen Qing, "It should be there in two hours, when the time comes, I will pick you up, if I can't leave, let my arrogant little assistant pick you up," After getting acquainted with Ma Xiaoman, Wen Qing and Ma Xiaoman's mode of getting along is very relaxed.