As soon as Mu Qifeng's words were finished, there was a burst of complaints on the other end of the phone.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and my temper is growing!"

"I just want to tell you that you're going to be an uncle."

"Your sister-in-law gave birth to a son, envy, right?"

"Forget it, you don't understand this when talking to a person like you."

"You won't understand the happiness of married men like us."

The caller was Ouyang Sheng, who was still in the hospital.

Listening to the crackling sound on the other end of the phone, Mu Qifeng's brows furrowed without leaving a trace.

"What should I do if the girl doesn't reply to your message?"

Aqing, who was holding a mobile phone on the side, almost trembled when he heard the big boss suddenly ask.

"Of course, I called directly to ask about the situation, maybe I didn't see it?" Ouyang Sheng naturally replied directly.

But when I think about it, I always feel that something is wrong.

"Wait, girl? You message the girls, my god. ”

"Mu Qifeng, do you really have a crush on a woman?"

Before Ouyang Sheng could continue to ask, Mu Qifeng's golden finger was lightly clicked, and the call ended instantly.

Is it possible to make a phone call directly?

The president of Muda thought to himself, it seems that he has to buy some books to read.

Aqing, who was standing on the side, saw that the call was over, so he dared to gently wipe the fine sweat on his forehead.

It turns out that their big boss is angry because he was ignored, right? So, did he send a message to Miss Jian Yiyi?

Then, the other party hasn't replied?

This Miss Jane is really domineering enough.

Seeing that the big boss seemed to really want to call, Aqing naturally went out with his mobile phone very practically.

Looking at the phone calls that Ouyang Sheng was still calling, how should he explain it?

Now that there is no one around, Mu Qifeng looked at the mobile phone on the side, and then he called directly towards a number with some hesitation.

"Jingle Bell ......" Jian Yiyi, who was asleep, was woken up by a ringing telephone.

I tried hard to open my hazy eyes, looked at the caller ID, and didn't recognize it.

It's still hanging.

But less than a minute after hanging up, the bell suddenly rang again.

"Is it someone you know?" Seeing that it was still the same number, Jian Yiyi frowned slightly, and then connected.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Mu Qifeng, who was originally hung up on the phone, felt a burst of anger in his heart, but when he heard the lazy voice on the other end of the phone, it seemed that the anger that had been lingering in his heart melted instantly.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Seeing that there was no sound on the other end of the phone, Jian Yiyi couldn't help but ask again.

Is it really a mistake?

Hearing Jian Yiyi's inquiring tone, Mu Qifeng realized the problem at this time.

It turns out that this little girl doesn't have her own private number, so she will always ignore her text messages and calls?

Thinking of this, Mu Qifeng suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous.

Since when did he actually affect his judgment because of a text message or phone call?

Sure enough, he really cares about this little girl.

So, he confessed.

"It's me."

Listening to that somewhat familiar voice, Jian Yiyi, who was wandering away from the void, instantly sobered up, "Mu Qifeng? ”

It turned out to be him? When did he have his own number? I didn't exchange contact information before, right?

"Well, it's me." Listening to the slightly surprised tone, a smile flowed from the corner of Mu Qifeng's mouth that he didn't even notice it.

This little girl slept soundly.

Hearing that his tone seemed to be in a good mood, Jian Yiyi suddenly thought of the text message before.

It seems to have come from this number as well.

"I ......" how to explain to someone right now that she thinks someone else sent it by mistake?

"Did you sleep well?" I don't know why, listening to the girl's voice, Mu Qifeng's originally somewhat impetuous heart was extremely calm at the moment.