The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground - Chapter 770

Fu Huaizheng raised his hand and glanced at the time.

It has been a long time since I came out, and it is not good to leave the post for too long without authorization.

He nodded to them, then walked back to the office.

Mu Changying rested in the corridor for a while, and they prepared to leave after the discomfort completely disappeared.

The three walked to the end of the corridor, pressed the elevator, and walked inside.

The moment the elevator door was about to close, a voice rang in my ears.

“Wait a minute!”

Hearing this, they invariably looked up at the source of the sound.

I saw a woman reaching out a hand to stop the nearly closed elevator door.

She walked in in a hurry, just about to say thank you to the people inside.

Looking up, when I saw the looks of several people, the word thank you seemed to be stuck in my throat, and I couldn’t spit it out.

Tan Wanan’s face was ugly.

“…”

Mu Changying saw this man’s face clearly, a cold expression appeared on his face, and there was a strong sense of alienation in those clear eyes.

Aware of the strange atmosphere in the elevator, Bai Mo stood back, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Ah bah, it’s so immortal, why did you meet Mrs. Gu? !

“…”

There was no one-sentence exchange between several people, and the atmosphere in the cramped elevator space became more and more depressing.

Soon, with a ding sound, the elevator reached the first floor.

The elevator door opened, and Mu Changying raised her feet without saying a word and walked out first.

Looking at the backs of them leaving, Tan Wanan, who stepped out of the elevator and stood at the door, looked inexplicable.

Being completely ignored, there was a strange feeling in my heart.

His face was ugly, and he cursed in a low voice, “I really have no education at all, I can’t compare with Yun’er at all…”

Having said this, she stopped suddenly, with annoyance in her eyes.

Why did she think of Gu Qingyun, if it wasn’t for that **** who stole Mu Changying’s identity into Gu’s house, how could their relationship with Mu Changying be so cold and hard? !

“Wong buzzing—”

Suddenly, the phone in the bag vibrated.

Tan Wanan took out her mobile phone and saw the caller’s name, and immediately swiped the phone to answer.

Her tone was gentle, her originally ugly face instantly became happy, and her voice was doting.

“Hey, son, what do you want to eat? Mommy goes back and asks Auntie to cook it for you.”

On the other side of the receiver, a calm voice came out, “Whatever.”

Gu Xichen was silent for a while, and then said, “Mom, I just heard from the hospital nurse that my sister came to the hospital today. Have you met her yet?”

Hearing his son’s words, Tan Wan’an’s face was a little unnatural.

She tightened her hand holding the phone, and the inexplicable feeling in her heart surged up again in an instant.

She said unnaturally, “I didn’t see it.”

Hearing this sentence, the person on the other side of the phone suddenly felt a lot lower.

“understood.”

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Tan Wanan’s caring words entered his ears.

She was full of worry, “Son, your body has just improved a little, and you haven’t finished your recovery, you must not think too much, you know?”

“Um.”

Hearing Tan Wan’an’s concern, Gu Xichen sighed, hung up the phone, and raised his head to look at the ceiling.

He got so much attention from his mother, but his sister only got indifference and abuse.

It would be great if he had found out that something was wrong with Gu Qingyun.

So…isn’t my sister so indifferent to them?

The younger sister will be the little princess that everyone in their family holds in their palms.

Thinking of this, his heart ached, and his breathing became a little difficult in an instant.