"Jiao Lei, why hasn't Miss An come to pick me up yet?"

Jiao Lei: "......"

Miss An didn't come to pick up Mr., how would he know? He's Mr.'s special assistant, not Miss An's.

The baby's heart is bitter, but the baby still has to smile.

"Sir, you didn't use Miss An to send you to work today, it is estimated that Miss An thought that you would take a day off, probably not to pick up Mr." Jiao Lei analyzed.

Jiao Lei didn't know that Mu Xingfeng had met with Anne in the morning and had breakfast together, and even that Mu Xingfeng had stomach problems and Anne took care of him, but he could see that Mr. didn't blame Miss An for not picking him up on time in the morning.

"Let's go, take me home."

Mu Xingfeng also felt that Anne didn't know that he was coming to work, so she shouldn't come to pick him up.

I turned around and took my coat, and when I walked out, I couldn't help but take out my phone again, slid the screen, and looked at the quiet mobile phone interface, feeling unhappy for a moment.

Knowing that he had an upset stomach today, he didn't have a message for a day, just an ordinary friend, shouldn't he send a message to ask?

But in her opinion, they are not even friends now.

Getting this result, Mu Xingfeng's mood was even more unhappy.

Jiao Lei, who was following behind Mu Xingfeng, saw that the breath of the gentleman in front of him was getting colder and colder, and silently slowed down.

Although it is a little more comfortable to be next to an ice cube this summer, but in the face of a gentleman who is like an ice cube, he doesn't want to get close at all, okay? God knows if it will hurt him in the next second.

Rolls-Royce naturally didn't bring it back from the 4S store, and it had to do a full set of plays.

Jiao Lei drove out of a Bentley, opened the back door, and Mu Xingfeng sat down.

The car slowly drove out of the front of the Mu Building, all the way to the Imperial View Mansion.

"Sir, my wife called me this afternoon, saying that my husband's phone did not go through, and my wife wanted to ask him when he would come home."

The woman called, Mu Xingfeng naturally knew that he was in a daze at that time, and a phone call disrupted his train of thought, and when he saw that it was the woman calling, he didn't want to hang up.

"What did you say?"

Obviously told her that she would be on a business trip for a week, but she even called to ask.

Mu Xingfeng thought of that familiar little face, and the inexplicable irritability in his heart was replaced by the little face with a bewitching tear mole.

Although the face shape is different, it has a pair of very similar eyes, and the latter's eyes are more smart and interesting.

"I told my wife that my husband was in a meeting, so I didn't answer my wife's call, and besides, I will return to the imperial capital in about a week."

Although he knew that it was wrong for Mr. to do this, but succumbed to Mr.'s obscenity, Jiao Lei had to go along with Mr.

He felt that his wisdom was about to be ruined by his husband.

"Hmm," Mu Xingfeng responded, turned his head, and saw the Ocean Building on the side of the road.

Anne, he remembered, had said that her studio was in the Ocean Building.

"Stop," Mu Xingfeng began.

Jiao Lei turned his head and saw that Mu Xingfeng was staring at the window, and after seeing the words Ocean Building, he knew the intention of Mr.

I turned the car around and parked directly in the parking lot of the Ocean Tower.

"Miss An's studio is on the eighth floor, the location is still good, and as far as I know, most of the companies in the Ocean Building are art, and there are many clothing design companies and studios.

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