Although he picked it up, Li Yinglong unusually did not speak first. Zhao Mengyao was silent for a while, and then said, "Are you busy?" ”

Li Yinglong replied: "A little. The tone was cold.

Zhao Mengyao felt a little uncomfortable and aggrieved, and replied: "Then you are busy." Bye. He hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, she lay on the soft big bed, her nose was a little sour, and her eyes were red.

What's wrong with her?

Maybe Li Yinglong is really busy. Even if she was playing with her phone, it was possible that she was busy with business, so I didn't talk to her.

However, she always felt that something was not right.

Maybe Li Yinglong was too enthusiastic before, and suddenly became so cold, and her enthusiasm cooled down, which made her a little unaccustomed to it, and it was difficult to bear this huge gap for a while, so she was a little lost in her heart.

Zhao Mengyao hated this feeling.

This sense of instability that binds joy, anger, sorrow and sorrow to another person. It seems that she has been a little indulgent lately and has not taken care of her heart.

On Monday morning, when Zhao Mengyao got up to go to breakfast, she saw Xuantian sitting at the dining table.

"Miss Zhao, good morning!" Xuantian was white and fat, with a large pile of high-calorie food in front of him, looking at her with a cute look.

Zhao Mengyao then remembered that today was the day of Jiuye's shift change. I don't know when Yangtian left, so I didn't even say hello.

As if guessing what Zhao Mengyao was thinking, Xuantian said, "Little Brother Yangtian left yesterday afternoon, call me and let me take over." ”

"Good work." Zhao Mengyao was a little depressed today, but she still forced herself to cheer up and smiled at him.

Xuantian looked behind her and wondered, "Hey, where is the boss?" ”

Zhao Mengyao was slightly stunned: "Didn't he return to China today?" ”

Xuantian held his chin in one hand and pondered: "Yesterday's meeting was over, I thought the boss must have rushed back to China non-stop." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Mengyao's heart ached slightly, the truth was obvious, Li Yinglong had lost interest in her. Now wait for him to take the initiative to file for divorce and set her free.

It's good, even if you're homeless...... Erica should take her in for a while, and then work full-time in a bar to earn money to rent a house, and then live on her own.

Nothing to be afraid of.

For now, these are all dreams.

After Zhao Mengyao figured it out, she relaxed a little more, sat down on the chair, and concentrated on enjoying the current food.

When she took Xuantian's car to school in the morning, Zhao Mengyao opened Weibo and looked at it, and it turned out to be more than a dozen fans. Although after clicking on it, four or five of them were advertising users, Zhao Mengyao was still very happy.

Progress is visible to the naked eye!

Keep up the momentum and keep up the good work!

After arriving at the school, Zhao Mengyao just walked into the school gate and found that people around looked back at her from time to time.

Zhao Mengyao looked down at herself, she didn't put the slippers out by mistake, she touched her head again, and she didn't accidentally bring out the curling iron. What's eye-catching, why do people always look at her-

Zhao Mengyao touched her smooth forehead, and suddenly remembered, yes, she has changed her image. So these are good-natured glances.

I see.

It's annoying to be popular. Zhao Mengyao stroked her hair narcissistically, and a boy next to her looked straight, accidentally stepped into the flower bed, and fell into the mud.

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