"Let me see him, when will he get home."

Qiu Mucheng seemed to be angry, and just sat there quietly.

The table was full of dishes, but I didn't eat a single bite.

The red wine that was filled in the glass was not touched at all.

Qiu Mucheng was calm, but Ye Ximei could still feel the grievance and anger in her heart.

In order to prepare for tonight's birthday banquet, Qiu Mucheng prepared for many days.

Half a month ago, I began to practice the dishes to be made tonight many times.

Yes, the dishes on the table were made by Qiu Mucheng after many failures.

Although, on the surface, it was to celebrate her birthday, but Ye Ximei knew very well that the main purpose of this meal was to cook it for Ye Fan.

They paid so much, but Ye Fan broke his promise and failed to arrive. The key is that he didn't even give him a call. Who wouldn't feel wronged? Who doesn't feel lost and sullen?

In desperation, Ye Ximei found an excuse to go to the bathroom, and then secretly called her son.

She was going to scold him, and then told him to call Mucheng back and apologize.

However, Ye Ximei called several times in a row, but the other party was still in the shutdown state.

"You bastard, I'm so mad!"

"If you can't come back in time, at least call to explain, and turn off the phone?"

"Seeing you come back, I won't interrupt your dog legs?!"

Ye Ximei also felt angry.

This is not the first time.

Several times before, Ye Fan said that he would return to China tomorrow, but he broke his promise.

This time, it's still the same.

And immediately turned off the phone.

Don't be angry whoever spreads this matter?

Just like that, the lights of the Yunding Mountain Villa stayed on overnight.

The food, which was originally fragrant, was already cold to the bone.

And the beauty in the room was really in the living room, waiting for the boy all night, without sleep all night!

"Mucheng, don't wait."

"While there is still some time, hurry up and take a rest, and I will go to work again in a while."

Seeing Qiu Mucheng who was sitting there silently, Ye Ximei couldn't bear it, and persuaded again.

Qiu Mucheng didn't speak, not even the slightest emotion could be seen on her stunningly pretty face.

However, how strong is the loss and resentment in her heart? JrNovels.com