Pei Muchen frowned, obviously not wanting to think about the incident of Mu Xiangge tonight.

"Young Master."

Just then, the servant brought the pasta.

Pei Muchen nodded, he happened to be hungry, so he didn't speak and only ate.

Zhong Yinian sat there and continued to eat fruit.

"Young master, Miss An Xiao called."

The phone in the living room rang suddenly, and the housekeeper picked it up, hesitated, and handed it over.

Pei Muchen ate noodles, obviously not expecting An Xiao to call.

So he reached out and picked it up.

"Hello?"

Zhong Yinian also stopped eating fruit, and his ears were pricked up.

"Pei Shao, guess where I am now?"

On the other side of the phone, An Xiao's voice was full of energy, as if he had endless energy.

"I don't know."

Regarding the matter of "guessing", Pei Muchen has never given face.

"I'm back in Provence, I heard that you came here two days ago, and I knew I would have come back a few days early, otherwise I wouldn't have missed meeting you."

An Xiao has endless words when he mentions this.

"You say we don't look like the heroes and heroines in Korean dramas, we always miss it, the United States last time, and Paris before."

Speaking of this, An Xiao was not in a good mood.

"I'm about to start wondering if you avoided me on purpose."

An Xiao sat in his yard and kicked the pebbles under his feet unhappily.

"Finished? If nothing else, I'll hang up. ”

"Don't! Wait a minute! ”

An Xiao was suddenly shocked and hurriedly stopped him.

"Can't you just talk to me? Even if you don't know what to say, can't you just listen to me? After so long, do you still want to be so ruthless? ”

An Xiao's voice changed, and the tone of his voice was full of resentment.

Pei Muchen ignored her, put the phone directly on the table, and continued to eat noodles.

Zhong Yinian couldn't hear it very clearly, and he didn't know what An Xiao was talking about, and his brows furrowed tightly.

As soon as Pei Muchen turned his head, he saw Zhong Yinian's little expression.

I didn't want her to think about it, so I picked up the phone.

"An Xiao, I'm married."

He suddenly spoke, interrupting An Xiao's chatter on the other side of the phone.

It seems that a century has passed before An Xiao has found his voice.

"What...... What? ”

An Xiao was shocked, the smile on his face froze, and he didn't know what mood to use to deal with this situation.

"I'm married, just a few days behind Ouyang."

Pei Muchen repeated that he hadn't informed her of this matter before, because he didn't think it was necessary.

Since she called today, he felt the need to say it in passing.

"Married?"

An Xiao looked down at the pebbles under his feet, his left hand that was not holding the phone slowly tightened, and his nails sank deep into his palm.

"Yes."

Pei Muchen's cruel voice came from there, and An Xiao bit his lip tightly.

"Yes...... Is it? That's really...... Congratulations, why haven't you heard of it before? ”

Her voice was trembling.

"The wedding hasn't taken place yet."

Pei Muchen explained, and then hung up the phone directly.

"Toot-toot-toot-"

There was a busy sound on the phone, and An Xiao seemed to have been drained of all his strength.

With a snap, the phone fell to the ground.

No wonder, no wonder she didn't know the news of Pei Shao's marriage in Kyoto, it turned out that there was no wedding.

Married.

Pei Muchen actually got married like this, defenseless, without any warning.

"Pei Shao, why...... Why ......"