Chapter 1783 (1/2)

Lei Liting thought that Xiang jiu'er might have left Kyoto just to avoid him. He also had a fluke mind and thought that maybe he was just in time.

He wanted to make this call for a long time, since he heard that Xiang jiu'er went back to Z city with ilanyou.

But he hesitated until now.

I finally made this call.

He had fantasized about the countless versions of his phone call to jiuer.

Maybe it's Xiang jiu'er's always heartless version, maybe it's Xiang jiu'er's cold reply, maybe it's Xiang jiu'er's loudly scolding him, maybe it's

But he didn't expect Xiang jiu'er to hang up on his phone.

He panicked.

More flustered than when Xiang jiuer left Kyoto.

What does that mean?

Won't forgive him?

Still mad at him?

Don't want to talk to him?

Or She doesn't love him anymore?

Lei Liting holds the mobile phone and looks at the scene outside the landing window.

In a prosperous city, all people are busy with their own affairs. The cars come and go, and they are upset when they look at them.

Take a deep breath. Thunderbolt closed his eyes and felt his temple ache.

What he didn't expect happened like this, which caught him off guard.

He used to think he could handle everything, but now it seems that he can't do anything well.

This sense of frustration afflicted him with uneasiness.

At this time, the Secretary knocked on the door of the office: ”boss, there is an email you need to deal with.”

”Yes.” Thunderbolt opened his eyes and said, ”send it.”

”It has been sent to your mailbox.” The Secretary said, ”it's encrypted. The secretary group hasn't deciphered it yet, so...”

Encrypt file Thunderbolt frowned and said, ”I see. I'll decipher myself.”

”OK.” The Secretary answered and retired again.

Thunderbolt went to his desk, moved his mouse and clicked the mailbox icon on the computer desktop. There was an unread email when he opened it.

After the thunderbolt point opened, he saw the double encryption icon.

”What documents?” Thunderbolt was a little curious. He quickly tapped on the keyboard with both hands, and soon deciphered the email: ”Bai Qiuwu?”

A little frown, thundering don't understand how this white Qiu Wu can send mail to himself?

After reading the email patiently, Lei Liting fell into deep thought and then dragged it to the recycling bin to crush it.

His eyes touched the mobile phone next to the computer, and he took a deep breath.

It seems that he has to go to Z City in person. Just in time, he can ask jiu'er about it.

He doesn't want to just give up, at least give him a reason.