Chapter 151 (1/2)

”Hello.”

”Si Tong, is mu Bei by your side?”

”No, what's the matter? What can I do for him?”

”Yes.” Jun Tiancheng said, ”no one answered his phone. I thought he was tired of being in the gentle countryside again.”

It doesn't seem urgent.

Ye Sitong asked casually, ”what about the company? Is the company all right recently?”

Not to mention it, juntiancheng immediately started the chattering mode.

”You said that you husband and wife, one by one, didn't think this was your Lin family's company? Really want to call me as a cow and horse? If I don't call, you don't think about asking yourself?”

”Don't you believe you can make it?” Ye Sitong rarely had a joking mind: ”the company pays dividends or something, and you're not missing.”

”Who wants those stinky money!” Jun Tiancheng was angry.

”Oh, smelly money --” Ye Si Tong lengthened his tone: ”that's just right, I...”

”Come on, don't fiddle with me. If Lin Mubei goes back, ask him to call me back quickly. It's urgent.” Jun Tiancheng said and put down the phone.

Finally, ye Sitong heard a female voice saying the word ”muyuan” over there. She didn't care much. She thought that juntiancheng said that Lin Mubei's phone was not answered. She didn't call back if there was any important meeting and entertainment.

In the early morning, Lin Mubei came in from the outside. He was cold. He saw Ye Sitong, who was already asleep with his head tilted, and clutching a thick book in his hand. His cold look softened a little. He took the book away and was in a comfortable sleeping position.

Ye Sitong woke up vaguely and muttered, ”are you back?”

She reached out to touch the lamp. Lin Mubei took her hand and said, ”sleep well, don't toss.”

Ye Sitong half propped up and saw him taking off his clothes with his back to the bed, squinting, his head bit by bit, and said, ”Tiancheng called today. I have something urgent to find you.”

Lin Mu's action of unbuttoning in the North gave a little pause and said, ”I see.”

He only untied the two buttons on his shirt, turned around and saw Ye Sitong, who was asleep again. He couldn't help laughing. Then, the smile on his face narrowed down and sent out a terrible cold.

Lin Mubei pulled the quilt for ye Sitong, opened the door and called Jun Tiancheng.

”What time is it? Did you call me back?” Jun Tiancheng at that end was a little dry. He was probably woken up after sleeping.

”1:03.” Lin Mubei replied solemnly, ”there is a formal meeting today. I don't have a mobile phone. What can I do for you?”

The mobile phone was put in his ear for a long time. He listened attentively. His eyes flashed sharp light and said calmly, ”I know.”

”What are you going to do?”

Before he finished, Lin Mubei hung up the phone and looked at the dim light in the dark.

Lin Mubei came back later and later these days. He didn't come back until the morning. He slept for only an hour and left in a hurry, so he had less and less time to chat with Ye Sitong.

Xiao Yuan is tired of being in He Qing's room all day. Ye Sitong can't find anyone to talk to. He feels that his whole body is going to be desolate to grow grass.

Ye Sitong wandered around outside. Bored, she went back to her room to tidy up the room. When she opened the drawer, she saw a blue invitation on the top. Ye Sitong was stunned. Suddenly she remembered that uncle Guan said something about the Han family. She opened the invitation for a while and picked a dress in the wardrobe. With her big belly, it's really difficult to find a suitable dress. Don't go and have a look, It doesn't hurt.

Let Guan Shu prepare a car and go straight to Jingrong hotel.

There were a lot of luxury cars parked outside Jingrong hotel. In contrast, ye Sitong's car suddenly eclipsed.

Uncle Guan opened the door and reached out to help Ye Sitong out of the car: ”Miss, I'll wait for you outside.”

Ye Sitong said, ”let's go in together.”

After saying that, he went to the door and handed the invitation to the greeting staff standing at the door. The man opened it and looked at it. He had a casual attitude and immediately became solemn: ”Miss Xiao, please come inside. The party has been going on for a while.”

Ye Sitong smiled and followed him in. The so-called celebrity club was just to admit her identity in the Xiao family.

Miss Shaw? Ye Sitong doesn't know whether he should be amused by this definition.

In the hall, which was originally decorated with luxury, people dressed brightly and talked with wine. The soft music was mixed with a low voice and a smile, as if everyone here was enjoying the guests and hosts.

Ye Sitong didn't have much intention to talk to people. She didn't know anyone here. She took a glass of juice from the waiter and walked slowly.

”Miss Xiao.”