678 Impossible (1/2)

Yan Rusheng had gone on a work trip to settle important issues, so it would mean that he should be hustling or entertaining potential clients—not lounging back at his hotel at such an early hour.

But even so, Xuxu sent him a text.

'Have you eaten dinner?'

'Will you be able to come back tomorrow?'

She thought she would have to wait for some time before receiving his reply. To her surprise, her phone rang almost immediately.

She instantly picked up the phone.

A familiar voice—that she had missed very much—echoed from the other line. ”Xuxu, are you thinking of me?”

He sounded a little tipsy, and there were sounds of the clattering of cutlery in the background. He should be in the midst of dinner.

Xuxu's heart softened a little when she heard his voice. She quickly responded, ”So, any progress?”

”It's settled. I can go home tomorrow.” Yan Rusheng's voice sounded contented and sluggish.

His voice sounded exceedingly attractive. Xuxu responded, ”Okay, then go back to the hotel and rest early.”

”President Yan, why are you here? We were all looking for you.”

A middle-aged man's voice sounded in the background, and he sounded drunk too.

Xuxu knew that he must be busy. ”Go ahead and don't drink too much.”

When she was about to end the call, Yan Rusheng suddenly confessed, ”Xuxu, I miss you so much that I wish I could fly back to you right now.”

His gentle voice seemed like warm current coursing through her whole body. She had completely surrendered to him. ”Come back soon,” she softly said.

Then she hung up.

She went to her photo gallery and clicked on a locked photo album. She had secretly taken pictures of him while he was unaware.

She browsed through the photos one by one.