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049 Mobile chat

Xi Xiaomo originally planned to go back by himself, but Anbei still obeyed Leng Lingchuan and sent someone to send Xi Xiaomo back to the store. Now there are topics to discuss in the company. If you want to say that a small number of people know Xi Xiaomo because the lunch ordered from her by the company, but no one would have thought that Xi Xiaomo could actually be related to Leng Lingchuan. In the eyes of others, isn’t this girl just a cook? To put it bluntly, she is just a cook. It’s really incomprehensible to say that a cook can be familiar with Leng Lingchuan. No wonder everyone has already said that the president’s preferences are really hard to figure out. It’s obviously different...

Anbei looked at Leng Lingchuan in the office, and as soon as Xi Xiaomo left, Leng Lingchuan kept looking at his phone. What exactly is there in this phone? You know, Leng Lingchuan has never been interested in electronic products, especially staring at his phone. This time-consuming thing is impossible for Leng Lingchuan to do.

“Mr. Leng…”

"Um."

An Bei wanted to take the opportunity to walk over and take a look. What was there on the phone? Unexpectedly, Leng Lingchuan happened to raise his head, and An Bei had to give up this idea.

However, Xi Xiaomo is really smart. She can actually think of delivering food in person. Leng Lingchuan has been used to living separately from his family since he was a child. He probably forgot about this kind of warmth brought by eating.

Xi Xiaomo was deliberately creating an atmosphere so that Leng Lingchuan could not live without her.

The old saying goes well. If you want to grasp a man’s heart, you must first grasp his stomach!

No matter how much you eat delicacies in mountains and seas, it is no match for daily routine, making people feel warm and comfortable to eat...

An Bei secretly made up his mind to watch Xi Xiaomo, and he couldn't give her time anymore. He could just meet Leng Lingchuan so easily! After all, who can really tell the truth about love?

After Leng Lingchuan and An Bei returned home, they stayed alone in the study.

Maybe it's to avoid Anbei, or maybe it's...

Leng Lingchuan looked at the document absent-mindedly, but looked at the time from time to time.

What is Xi Xiaomo doing? He hasn't returned home so late? Why is there no news?

Anbei has been standing outside the study. He has become accustomed to this lifestyle. As long as Leng Lingchuan does not go back to rest, Anbei will not be able to stay in the room steadily.

However, Leng Lingchuan rarely stayed in the study for so long after returning home. Besides, Leng Lingchuan has arranged all his work well in recent times, and there is no need to continue working after returning home.

Anbei looked at Leng Lingchuan in the study. Could it be that he was to avoid him?

Alas, An Bei also knows that he has said a lot these days, but he has no choice. After all, there are some things he has to report to Mr. Leng, and he doesn't want to say those things all day long, which makes Leng Lingchuan upset...

With the vibrating sound of the phone on the desk, Anbei took a look and Leng Lingchuan's phone vibrated. When did this change? Who is sending a message to Leng Lingchuan?

"I'm home, hehe."

Leng Lingchuan looked at the mobile phone screen indifferently. This girl actually knew to send a message.

"Are you still in the company?" The phone vibrated again.

Company? Haha, who likes to stay in the company in the middle of the night and not go home?

"Are you busy?" Xi Xiaomo was tidying up her clothes while sending a message to Leng Lingchuan. However, why didn't this guy reply to her message?

This guy is obviously looking at his phone.

"Hey! Are you reading the message so slowly? I've been watching it for a long time?"

"How do you know?"

Xi Xiaomo had a hint of ridiculous expression. It seemed that the president was not effective.

"Who am I? I know everything." After sending the message, Xi Xiaomo sat on the bed and laughed constantly.

Could it be that Leng Lingchuan is, he has never chatted with his mobile phone, right? That's a bit sad. I don't understand such a simple thing. It seems that Leng Lingchuan is an electronic idiot.

Seeing that Leng Lingchuan did not reply to the message for a long time, Xi Xiaomo thought this guy was angry, so he had to send it over with a smile. After all, this was also the landlord, so he could never offend him.

Leng Lingchuan looked at the expression in the dialog box and couldn't help but say: He is really a child who has not grown up.

"By the way, has the landlord not got off work yet?"

"Lord Landlord?"

What is this title!

Leng Lingchuan doesn’t have much favoritism for this title. It turns out that this girl is so pleased with him now because she is afraid of suddenly hiking the rent. He really thinks too much...

"Yes, yes, you have helped me so much, and I'm right to call it that way, is it possible?"

"What, what else do you want to change?"

Xi Xiaomo pursed her lips and laughed while typing.

"President Leng? That's it?"

This stinky girl really likes to joke around!

"Look at it, this is not OK, right?"

Just know!

Anyway, Leng Lingchuan has never liked him. People who are more familiar with him call him this, which makes him seem to be working.

"Then... I'd better call the landlord, it's a bit more friendly, right?"

"Is it kind?"

"Well! That's what I think anyway."

Leng Lingchuan smiled, maybe Xi Xiaomo felt that way.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"You're just going back?"

Leng Lingchuan skipped Xi Xiaomo's question directly and asked what he wanted to ask.

"No, I've been home long ago...hehe."

"Um."

I've been home long ago, and now I've sent a message to tell me that I've got home? This is a really strong concept of time!

No, right? Leng Lingchuan has not answered her question so far, and he almost forgot about it.

"You still haven't answered my question. Why are you like this?"

“What’s the problem?”

"Where are you? Are you still in the company?"

"at home."

Yes, this reply to the message is so concise.

Now Xi Xiaomo knows why, for so many years, the adjectives of Leng Lingchuan are just those, and this guy doesn’t know how to chat at all.

Originally, Xi Xiaomo thought that this guy might not be able to chat in person, and maybe he would become much better when chatting on his mobile phone. Now, there is no change at all. She even typing, which is really too difficult for her to type.

"I'll ask you a question?" After Xi Xiaomo packed up his clothes, he lay in the quilt. I don't know if Leng Lingchuan is now like her, and he is also holding his cell phone in the quilt.

"Tell me."

What is this girl curious about?
Chapter completed!
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