My Third Gentleman

Chapter 121

Just like countless times before, no matter how the two quarreled, she would always stand in front of him the next day as if nothing had happened, whispering softly and asking about his health.

Repeatedly, he felt extremely tired, if she hadn't said to break up, he had taken it seriously, but she had said it was a joke, how could he and Wushuang...

"What do you want from me?" Tang Mubai's voice was not loud, but his tone was definitely not good.

"No, I just want to know where you are. I heard from Aunt Tang that you didn't come home last night."

As long as it is not about Jing Wushuang, Xia Ziwei will be tolerant in other matters, just like now, asking about her boyfriend's whereabouts should be every girlfriend's right, but Tang Mubai's tone, she also silently endured.

Xia Ziwei's only gentleness was given to Tang Mubai.

Unfortunately……

Tang Mubai didn't answer her question, but frowned and asked her, "Did you call my house?"

"Yes, I called you and you didn't answer, I was just afraid that something might happen to you."

Tang Mubai rubbed his aching temple, "What can I do, but I'm late drinking with clients and spent the night outside."

Sure enough, there was another phone call at this moment. He took it away from his ear and said something into the microphone, "I won't tell you, there is a phone call from home."

While talking, Xia Ziwei, who was on the other end, answered the phone at home.

Xia Ziwei on the other end of the phone heard the busy tone of "beep..." and closed her eyes gently, feeling extremely painful.

Why did things become like this, why did their relationship become like this, she thought that after going abroad for two years, everything would be fine, and everything would be fine when she was abroad.

As a result, when I returned to China, everything seemed to be back to the original point, no, it was even worse than before.

Jing Wushuang...

This woman is really her nemesis.

Tang Mubai didn't come back yesterday, could it be?

She panicked and immediately called Jing Wushuang.

Wushuang is on her way to work, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand on the car window to support her head. In such a rainy day, the visibility is low. I don't know if there is a car accident. There is a traffic jam in front of her. Her car looks like a Like sandwich cakes, there are cars in the front, back, left, and right, and she can't even move in the middle.

At this time, the phone vibrated, and she was about to be late. She thought it was her assistant Xiaotang urging her, but she didn't see the caller ID, so she pressed the Bluetooth answer button and said, "I'll be there soon."

"Where are you going right now?"

Wushuang was stunned for a moment, with such a bad attitude, she picked up the phone and looked at it, pouted, "Cousin, what's the matter with you?"

"There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to shout so nicely. Let me ask you, where did you go last night?"

Xia Ziwei's tone was as natural as ever, bitter and mean.

Wushuang frowned, her tone was disgusting, especially in the morning when the traffic jam was already irritating, "I don't think I need to report my whereabouts to you, do I?"

Xia Ziwei seemed to have heard the sound of the horn, and said slowly, "Jing Wushuang, I warn you, if you let me know that you dare to pester Tang Mubai, I will kill you."

Then, there were bursts of busy voices in my ears, and Wushuang took a deep breath, "It's just inexplicable."

As a result, the phone rang again after a while, and she immediately pressed the answer button, "Are you finished?"

"Wushuang, it's me."

Add more, add more, guess whose phone is it? Good night, Luo, how are you?

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