Chapter Seventy-Nine: Call Logs
Fu Tingxiao's response has always been unpredictable for Wen Soft, and it is inevitable that she will turn to the side, and even once had the idea of waking up the sleeping person around her in order to ask clearly.
It's just that what Wen Rou didn't expect was that Fu Tingxiao didn't sleep peacefully.
The person in his arms turned frequently, where could Fu Tingxiao sleep peacefully.
Finally, after the other party turned around again, Fu Ting raised his hand and clasped it on her waist.
In an instant, Wen Rou was like a seven-inch snake pinched, and he didn't dare to move, and he even held his breath.
However, after a few minutes, Wen Rou noticed that Fu Tingxiao showed no signs of waking up, so she slowly moved her hand, ready to carefully remove the other party's hand.
Before his hand touched Fu Tingxiao's hand, the strength on his waist suddenly tightened, and the whole person trembled, and then touched a hot ball, and it was too late to regret it.
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In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, a sudden ringing of the phone broke the peace.
Fu Tingxiao was woken up by this voice, looked down at the sleeping person in his arms, and slowly reached out and took the mobile phone on the table, "Hey?"
Bai Feng was standing at the door of the soft room at this time, she and Han Liang were celebrating their return late at night, and they couldn't let go of the soft who left early.
When he walked to the door of the soft room, Bai Feng hesitated and stopped, but he stood at the door and knocked for a long time, but there was no movement in the room, so Bai Feng dialed the phone.
But she would never have imagined that it was a man who answered the phone.
didn't have time to think about it, Bai Feng hurriedly hung up the phone.
Glancing at the closed door in front of him with a heavy gaze, Bai Feng fled back to his room.
At this time, Fu Tingxiao listened to the busy sound from the mobile phone, frowned and looked at the name displayed on it-Bai Feng.
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A teammate of the D band and a friend of her for many years, Fu Tingxiao naturally didn't care about this phone call, but when he was about to adjust the phone to silent mode, he accidentally saw the eye-catching name in the call record of the soft mobile phone - James Geller.
The knobby fingers flipped casually, and Fu Tingxiao's brows furrowed.
The person who has the closest contact with Wen Soft on weekdays is James Geller, and the longest call between the two is as long as an hour and a half, and it is still at night.
Silently putting down the phone, Fu Tingxiao lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was sleeping soundly, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost condensed in the early morning of winter.
The person who was sleeping soundly at this time had no idea what had just happened, and she was already exhausted to the extreme, huddled tightly in that warm embrace, and fell into a deep sleep.
Following
When Wen Soft woke up, she had already missed the original flight, she rubbed her hair in annoyance, and muttered quietly, "I remember that the alarm clock was clearly set, is it because the alarm clock didn't go off?"
Fu Tingxiao's face was calm, and he picked up the phone and set it back to the ring state before handing it back to Wen Rou's hand, "You go back with me in the afternoon." β
"Don't. Wen Rou subconsciously refused, but then realized that he had made a mistake, so he quickly explained: "There are a lot of paparazzi at the airport, I'm afraid they will photograph me with you......"
Fu Tingxiao's eyes were slightly cold, "So afraid that others will know about our relationship?"
"Of course. Wen Rou replied crisply, and at the same time added in a low voice: "Isn't there a request? β
Fu Tingxiao's originally pent-up anger in his heart suddenly dispersed under the soft and sweet voice.
His lips moved slightly, and he had a soft expression, "When we are separated, I will let the bodyguards take you on the plane." β
"Good. The soft smile was sweet.
Fu Tingxiao rubbed his eyebrows, he had always been confident, but he actually had a trace of cowardice.
In the past, he would definitely question him face to face after seeing the call log, but last night he thought about it again and again, but he made a decision that he pretended not to know, for no other reason than one point--
The timing of the change in Soft Attitude is similar to the time point of contact with James Geller, which means that the change in Soft Attitude is most likely related to James Geller.
Fu Tingxiao was worried that his rash inquiry would startle the snake, and he was also worried that the truth of the matter was what he didn't want to hear.
So, he secretly made up his mind not to rush to break this matter, and secretly waited for the changes.
After lunch, Wen Ruan and Fu Tingxiao set off for the airport together.
According to the doctor's advice, Wen Rou should reduce the frequency of walking on the ground recently, so Wen Rou was pushed into the elevator in a wheelchair.
Although Wen Rou couldn't see it, he could imagine the expressions of others looking at him, so he kept his head buried when he was in a wheelchair.
It's just that despite this, when I was at the airport, Wen Rou was secretly photographed by the squatting paparazzi, and a little later, a topic with a lot of clicks appeared on the Internet-
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When this news was issued, Wen Rou was drowsy at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.
It's just that when she was almost asleep, the seat under her was kicked twice.
Wen Rou woke up with her body sitting up straight, her lips pursed sullenly.
Fu Tingxiao looked at her straight back, her lips hooked slightly, and continued to look down at the computer.
After a long-distance flight of four or five hours, the plane finally landed steadily at Haicheng Airport.
The hatch opened, and Wen Soft sat back in her wheelchair, and the bodyguard next to her pushed her forward.
"I'll go back to the company first, you don't have to wait for me tonight. β
When entering the covered bridge, Fu Tingxiao quickly leaned over and said in a soft ear.
By the time Wen Rou raised his head, Fu Tingxiao had already walked away.
There were strangers passing by constantly, and Wen Ruan remembered Fu Tingxiao's bold approach just now, and couldn't help but cover her chest nervously.
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Fu Tingxiao sat in the car, watching the car in front of him drive into the main road with heavy eyes, and then lightly opened his thin lips, "Let's go." β
"Yes, Mr. Fu. β
The car started slowly, Fu Tingxiao's bony hand was propped up on his forehead, and he took the mobile phone on the side, wanting to check the documents in the mailbox, but unexpectedly saw the news pushed.
His eyes sank, and after carefully looking at the specific content of the news, he tipped his fingertips in the address book, and then dialed a phone call.
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Wu's mother heard the sound of cars coming from the yard and immediately walked out with the child in her arms, but as soon as she walked to the corridor, she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw a wheelchair under Wen Soft.
"Madame, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Soft listened to Wu's mother's panicked tone, and quickly explained with a smile: "It's just a small injury, the doctor told me not to walk around the ground as much as possible, it's inconvenient for me to go to the airport, so I used a wheelchair." β