Guan Yan's phone lit up.

She glanced at it, frowned and turned off the screen, leaned back on her seat and closed her eyes to relax: "Master, call me at the hotel."

"OK."

The Didi driver in front agreed immediately.

Guan Yan fell asleep all the way without any psychological burden, and didn't care about the car following them.

When the driver woke her up, Guan Yan got off the car and entered the hotel. She went back to the room and took a shower. She also answered several emails from abroad asking about her satellite. Guan Yan put on her bathrobe and went to the window to make a phone call.

"It's not that it was invaded... Well... I lent F5027 to country Z."

"No reason, it's my personal decision. You don't have to worry about it for the time being... It's not a permanent loan to them, they will pay it back."

"Well...I will let you know in advance next time I have news."

Guan Yan hung up the phone and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her phone in hand, looking at the still rainy road outside. She received the address Qiao Nian sent her again.

【Xifutang】

She hesitated whether to go.

In fact, she didn't want to go.

Just when Guan Yan was hesitating, his phone dinged again with a new message.

She opened WeChat.

The previously pinned avatar showed 33 unread messages.

Guan Yan did not look at it.

Instead, look at the latest message below.

[Bo: Miss Guan Yan, have you received your place for dinner? If you don't mind, can we go there together later? I still drive. ]

Guan Yan:......

She didn't know why he was obsessed with being a driver.

Her white fingertips were hovering above the screen, just about to edit a message to reject him.

New news about Bo Jingxing came in again.

[Bo: It rains continuously in your province, making it difficult to take a taxi at night. I understand that you don’t want to have too much contact with your ex-boyfriend’s friends, but I think in addition to being his friend, we are also half-friends. Unless you don't think we are friends, I can't think of any reason why you would have to draw a line with me. ]

Guan Yan:......

The refusal that she had just finished drafting was abruptly suppressed by someone with a "high hat", which made her choked and speechless.

It was impossible for her to fall out and say that they were not friends when Bo Jingxing helped her stop Qin Si from fucking him not long ago...

Guan Yan grew up in an illegal area. There were no feudal etiquette in the illegal area, but more sophistication.

She couldn't do the behavior of repeatedly slapping Bo Jingxing in the face.

Guan Yan stood in front of the window and thought about it for a few seconds before replying the message.

[View: Thanks in advance. ]

In the hotel suite opposite.

The man who had just come out of the shower picked up his phone and saw the dialog box that had been responded to ten minutes ago, as well as the concise thank you, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The black eyelashes are still dripping.

He looked down and edited the message with his long fingers.

[Bo: Outside the hotel lobby half an hour later. ]

*

the other side.

The same hotel suite overlooking the heavy rain in your province.

Mrs. Qin forcefully took the wine glass from the man's hand and knocked it on the table, saying forcefully: "Qin Si, you must come with me!"

"What if I don't go?" Qin Si, who smelled of alcohol, raised his head and looked at her with scarlet eyes, silently confronting her until his trembling eyelashes slightly lowered but still couldn't get his mother to give in at all.

Mrs. Qin's cold words were like ice water dripping down from her head: "Why didn't your dad answer the phone when he called you?"

Qin Si touched the screen of his mobile phone with his finger. Qin Lang's missed call was displayed on it, but WeChat was extremely quiet with no message.

Guan Yan didn't reply to him...

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