Chapter 794 Approaching Mu Xiaoxiao (2)

Along the way, she was silent and showed no expression.

When she was almost home, she asked the driver to stop at the intersection and got out of the car by herself.

After the Yin family's car left, she went to the chair next to her and sat down, took out her mobile phone, stared intently for a while, and finally couldn't help herself, and dialed Lu Yichen's number.

In fact, she didn't know what she was calling him for.

In the past, before she called him, she would think about the topic, so as not to make the atmosphere awkward if she had nothing to say.

But now, with her mind in a mess, she didn't even think about what to say to him.

Just...wanted to hear his voice.

As soon as the phone was dialed, Han Qiqing's heart became tense, and her mind became muddled, thinking what should she say to him after he answered the call?

In the next second, a female voice came from the mobile phone and said, "The number you dialed has been turned off, please try again later..."

Han Qiqing's expression paused.

He... turned it off.

It happened to be turned off at this time.

The mind that was running wildly, thinking about what topic to talk to him, suddenly got stuck, and then went blank in an instant.

An indescribable loss spread in his heart.

On the top of her head, the yellowed dead leaves were blown off by the wind, and fell leisurely on her side and shoulders, making her paler at the moment.

A black Bentley stopped in front of her silently.

"Sunny?"

Han Qiqing was brought back to her senses by a cold voice. The night wind blew on her face, causing her to feel chilly. She wiped her face subconsciously, only to realize that she didn't know when she was crying.

His face was covered with tears and was a little sticky.

She hurriedly wiped away those traces with both hands, fearing that others would see them.

However, it was obvious that the person who called her just now had seen it, and asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?"

Han Qiqing raised her head, looked in through the fallen car window, forced a smile, and said, "Brother, are you off work?"

The man frowned, opened the door and got out of the car, walked up to her and stared at her.

Han Qiqing lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes, for fear that she had just cried and her eyes were red, and she didn't mean it.

In the next second, a suit jacket was draped over her body, with a warm body temperature.

Han Qiqing shook, only to realize that her hands were cold.

She didn't know how long she sat here, how long she cried.

I thought he would blame her, why didn't you wear a coat when it was so cold at night, why did you run out to have a shower, why didn't you just sit here and not go home?

However, this is just her own imagination. The person in front of her is her brother Bingshan. How could she talk so much? If she talks so much, she is not Bingshan.

Sure enough, he didn't say anything, just pulled her and stuffed her into the car.

"Why are you crying?" He asked straight to the point in a cold voice, without any buffer period.

Han Qiqing shook her head and smiled, "No, it's really nothing, it's just some trivial matters, brother, you got off work early today, don't you have to work overtime today?"

"Yeah." His answer was still so short.

Han Qiqing pursed her lips, sometimes she really felt that what her father said was right, when her mother gave birth to them, she must have left all the cheerfulness to her, that's why he was so cold, always expressionless, and cherished words like gold.

"Then have you eaten yet?" She asked, anyway, she didn't expect her brother Bingshan to take the initiative to speak.