Positions must be chosen. In public and private, his position can only be Mr. Tang.

As for Yu Li? It's hard to describe the life of an adult......

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Wang Chengyou made a phone call from time to time, and as more and more missed calls grew, he became more and more restless.

Distracted again, chopping vegetables and chopping and chopping to his fingernails. Fortunately, the harvest was timely and there was no bloodbath.

Wang Chengyou put the knife on the cutting board, took off his apron, put on his coat, took the key, picked up his mobile phone, and went out.

He's going to the Sifa Group.

He's going to see for himself.

Even if he found out that Mo Yan was attending a dinner party that couldn't be pushed away, he could rest easy.

Ha hands are waiting downstairs for the bus. After waiting for a while, I couldn't wait, so I stopped a taxi and went to the Sifa Group.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, most of them are invisible, and only those that fall into the range of street lamps can be appreciated by people to enjoy its wonderful dancing. Wang Chengyou stared at the elf-like snowflakes outside the window, worried.

There has never been a situation where Mo Yan did not answer more than a dozen phone calls in a row. Of course, he has never been stubborn because of inexplicable worries.

"Master, can you drive faster?" Wang Chengyou asked anxiously.

"No, I can't. The snow is slippery. The radio just broadcast a traffic accident, 5 cars were rear-ended in a row, and they were all luxury cars. My car is not expensive, but you and I are expensive. ”

Wang Chengyou became more and more anxious: "5 cars rear-ended in a row? On which stretch of road? When? ”

The driver said in a conversational tone: "Just before you get in the car." Which section? CBD. That's what they all call it. It is the place with the best appearance of our city, and the place with the highest concentration of high-rise buildings. ”

The soft place in my heart was hit hard by something. Wang Chengyou couldn't help but throb. Mo Yan should not ......

While he was distracted, another taxi drove across the street. The people sitting in the car were Mo Yan and Joey.

The parallel time was only a moment, and it quickly staggered. One to the left and one to the right. Suddenly, it staggered far away.

Sifa Group still has to go. If there is really an unfortunate traffic accident, the Sifa Group must still be brightly lit, and many people will participate in logistics support.

With unbearable sadness, Wang Chengyou got off the bus in the square in front of the Sifa Group building. Looking up, the top floor is really lit up, and under the top floor, there are also dots of lights coming through.

Wang Chengyou walked with his steps, because his mood was too depressed, and his steps were messy and stiff. When I entered the elevator, I found that I could only go up to the 98th floor. It was the floor where I went to get the key left by Mo Yan during the day.

Degrees and seconds are like years.

The elevator finally reached the 98th floor. When Wang Chengyou got out of the elevator, his figure was no longer as tall as when he first left the house, and his shoulders seemed to be burdened.

To his surprise, the front desk on the 98th floor turned out to be dark. So, there is no backup scene in the chaos?

Just when Wang Chengyou was trying to think about drawing a circle in his mind, he saw that an elevator was continuing to go up. He pressed up and down, trying to intercept the elevator falling from the 98th floor, preferably someone to go to the top floor and carry him up.

Just as Wang Chengyou was scrambling in front of the elevator, the mobile phone rang.

At that moment, my hands trembled.

I'm afraid that it will be from the hospital and say the words "Please mourn and change"; I hope it was Mo Yan who called and told him "I'm fine". Shaking his hand and reaching out for the phone, a heart hung in his throat, rubbed his eyes, squeezed the hallucination away, and saw clearly that it was Joey who called.

At this moment, Wang Chengyou had no intention of answering the call from Joey, and hung up directly.

Joey called again, and Wang Chengyou had no choice but to pick it up.

Before he could speak, Joey's explosive voice rushed out of the microphone: "Wang Chengyou!" Where did you die! Come back! ”

Wang Chengyou was overjoyed: "Mo Yan is with you?" ”

"Yes."

Wang Chengyou wanted to shout Amitabha. The low mood instantly rebounded and soared into the sky, and he shouted happily: "Just go back, just go back." I'll be back right away. ”

The elevator came. When I entered the elevator, there was no signal on my mobile phone. The call is dropped.

Wang Chengyou gently tapped his head with his fist. Joey was crying just now? Isn't it, is he himself extremely Tailai, so excited that he wants to cry, right?

Next to him stood an old man with a gray beard, in good spirits, carrying a box like a medical kit for outpatient visits, his face was gloomy, and he looked like he was rejecting people.

Wang Chengyou wanted to smile at him.

He couldn't have been happier.

Mo Yan is fine!

Mo Yan has arrived at the door!

Mo Yan was accompanied by Joey and was waiting for him at the door of the house!

Oh no, he hasn't made a single dish yet!

Oops, that's a good thing!

I hope Mo Yan and Joey have come back after eating!

Wang Chengyou was full of thoughts, grinning and stopping the taxi. The driver's uncle, who had sent him here, went around the neighborhood and saw someone waving from a distance, so he drove over to take a look and was happy: "Young man, it's you." ”

Wang Chengyou opened the car door and happily replied: "Master." A place to come back again. Do you remember the address? ”

"Remember. I just barely recognized you. When they came, they were judged to be two. ”

Wang Chengyou scratched his head and smiled.

"So this man has to laugh all the time. Smile, ten years less. ”

Wang Chengyou echoed and laughed.

When he got out of the car, the driver insisted on not asking for the fare, saying that he was not bad for this order anyway, so he simply put together the icing on the cake, hoping that "young people will smile often".

Wang Chengyou saw that he was sincere, and happily agreed.

Bidding farewell to the taxi driver, Wang Chengyou raised his arms and ran steadily towards the community in a standard running military posture.

The phone rang again in the middle. Take it out and take a look, it's still Joey.

Joey scolded: "Wang Chengyou! Your surname is Turtle...... Woo, how slow are you! ”

Wang Chengyou was stunned in his heart, and replied: "It's already downstairs, why are you still crying?" My family Mo Yan bullied you? ”

Enter the elevator again, the mobile phone signal is in the middle end.

The elevator opened, and Wang Chengyou was excited to see Mo Yan immediately, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled in an arc. He ran out of the elevator, turned around, and was stunned at the elevator door.

In this kind of one-ladder two-family building, the opposite side of the elevator is a fire staircase, and the two ends of the corridor where the elevator is located lead to two households respectively.

As soon as Wang Chengyou turned around, he saw Joey who was crying and Mo Yan who was curled up at the door next to her. Mo Yan's head was lying on his knees, he couldn't see his face, his bare feet and half-bare calves were so abrupt and obvious.

I was stunned for a moment.

Wang Chengyou took off his cotton clothes with his backhand, knelt beside Mo Yan, and covered her feet and legs.

He took out the key in his pants pocket and threw it to Joey without looking at it, looking at Mo Yan with his eyes inch.

The moment he touched Mo Yan, Mo Yan was obviously dodging. It wasn't until Mo Yan looked up and saw that it was him that he stopped struggling.

Originally, he was still wondering why he wanted to go home from the scene of the traffic accident instead of going to the hospital, but Mo Yan struggled to avoid him, and he understood in an instant. Not a traffic accident......

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