Chapter 1069 It's Getting a Little Bad

Because of accidentally kissing her last time...

Obviously the red clothes broke his arm, and he himself felt that it was just offsetting the number, but he was always feeling sorry.

During this period of time when Hongyi was in the holy city, he deliberately appeared in front of her several times, trying to find an opportunity to apologize to her, but he never succeeded...

This time too...

He really just wanted to apologize, who knew that he would invite someone to a birthday banquet again in a flash of his brain, and he was talking nonsense about his grandpa liking her...

Baitang felt annoyed and had a headache.

He felt that as soon as he met her, he became less like himself, so he should stay away from her!

Turn around and leave resolutely.

——Beijing

"Hey Third Young Master, Hongyi has already sent me all the shady materials and evidences that he stole about Wells' private activities. I have anonymously sent them to his arch-enemy. I believe he will make good use of them."

"Um."

Jun Moyan responded lightly, then hung up Tsing Yi's phone.

Push open the door and walk in.

In the empty room, the cold air continuously poured into his empty heart, making him feel chest pain and throat pain even when he took a breath.

Jun Moyan stood at the door, staring at the room for a long time, then slowly closed the door with his backhand, came to the bed and sat down.

His world seemed to have become quiet with Wen Xiaoai's departure.

He didn't even have the energy to take care of Wells' affairs.

A person who was so high-spirited before had his soul stolen and his shell left.

During the three days of his illness, he lost a lot of weight, and the lines of his facial features looked colder than before. Apart from making people feel distressed, it also made people dare not approach him.

The phone in his pocket rang, Jun Moyan didn't intend to answer it, but just let it ring.

But the more I listened, the more annoying I became, the more I listened, the more annoying I became.

He became emotionally sensitive and irritable.

Finally, resisting the urge to drop the phone, he took it out.

When he saw the caller ID, the impatience in his eyes slowly faded away, and a complicated look covered it instead.

"...Second brother."

"Moyan, are you busy? Why haven't you answered the phone?" Jun Wuchen's intoxicating voice came from the phone.

"No... Second brother, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter, can't the second brother come to you if he has nothing to do?" Jun Wuchen joked with a smile.

Jun Moyan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was not in the mood.

"..."

"Okay, let's not bother you, it's like this, grandpa and uncle said that they will hold a banquet at Jun's house next Friday night, invite relatives and friends to the house, and my parents will come back, I don't need to tell you, you should know why gone."

"...How is Second Brother's leg recovering?"

"Very good, I can run and jump, so there shouldn't be any problem."

"That's good."

"Then you have to come back next Friday, and you must invite Mr. Xiaoai and Mr. Feng over. Grandpa specially ordered him to thank him face to face, and I have to thank him too."

"..."

"Mo Yan?"

"..."

"Mo Yan?"

"Well, I'm listening to..."

"Then why are you silent all of a sudden?"

"fine……"

"What's the matter? You seem very tired from hearing your voice, and you don't even have the strength to speak. Did you not rest last night?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you really all right?"

"Well, it's fine."

"Alright then, remember to invite Xiaoai and Mr. Feng over."

"Xiao Ai, she..."

"Um?"

"..."