Yuya couldn't see the WeChat Moments, so he couldn't possibly know.
Huo Yuan suddenly realized that it was Miaomiao who took the initiative to share her daily life every time. Once contact was lost, it would be very difficult to understand what was happening in her life. Their relationship seemed to be limited to the Internet.
The most important thing is that Cyril has only known Miaomiao for a long time, and he actually knows more than him!
Is it just because he didn’t add WeChat?
So why did he refuse to add Miaomiao’s WeChat account to chat with her...
Huo Yuan felt indescribably irritable and silently recalled his state of mind at that time.
Just... quite pretentious.
——Huo Yuan: Push Miaomiao’s WeChat account to me.
Cyril reacted for a long time after seeing this sentence, and suddenly laughed out loud.
No way?
After all the fuss, Tianyuan didn’t even have that woman’s WeChat account?
He laughed at his friend in his heart, sent a meaningful emoticon, and then shared Chi Miao's WeChat business card.
Huo Yuan sent a friend application and waited for about ten minutes but it didn't get approved.
Turning the crystal cup in his hand, he stroked the curved edges of the surface inch by inch, and finally made a decision to call his assistant.
"Help me book a ticket back to my country."
Cyril on the other side became more and more energetic as he thought about it, and he realized that he might have misunderstood the bad woman.
Yuan didn't even add her WeChat account, so how could the two of them have any close relationship? He didn't even know about the bad woman entering the hospital.
——Cyril: Are you and Huo Yuan together?
Cyril couldn't help asking a straightforward question, but he instantly regretted it and clicked to withdraw.
Inexplicably, he didn't want Miaomiao to know the real purpose of his live broadcast.
He wanted to ask her how her health was now, but the last little awkwardness in her heart made Cyril hesitate for a long time and was unable to ask her concern, so she simply maintained her usual tone of voice.
——Cyril: Come back to the live broadcast as soon as possible. I have a lot of money recently and I can’t spend it.
Cyril knew what he said was strange, so he turned off the phone screen and pretended not to care anymore. He only opened the lonely dialog box from time to time to take a look, and then closed it when there was no reply.
…
Chi Miao slept in darkness, and it was already dark when he woke up. It was three o'clock in the morning.
She was sweating profusely and her throat was dry. She turned on the light and sat up from the bed.
Thanks to Gu Qingchen's relationship, Chi Miao was placed in the VIP ward. She put on her slippers and walked into the bathroom, washed her face with a handful of water, and drank the spiritual spring water to moisturize her thirsty and smoking throat.
He sat on the bed blankly and calmed down before turning on his phone.
Good guy.
The news has piled up to the point of exploding.
Fans who were worried about her in the group chatted a thousand times, and other people who saw the post also expressed concern.
Chi Miao put the pillow on her back and began to reply to messages one by one.
He explained to the fan group that he fainted mainly because of heatstroke, and now he is fine after resting, so he asked them not to worry anymore.
The rest of the people responded in the same way.
Since it was very late, most people were immersed in sleep. Only Cyril and Shen Zheng responded to her instantly.
There is a time difference between Cyril and China. What does Shen Zheng have?
Chi Miao typed in confusion:
——Miao: Why haven’t you slept yet?
Shen Zheng put out the cigarette in his hand and dialed the video communication.
"Why are you making a video call?"
Wearing a large hospital gown, she looked even more slender and thin.
"Wanted to see if you were still alive and kicking."
Chi Miao did not show her face and waved her pink and white fist at the camera.
"What? Do you want to be punched?"
Shen Zheng noticed the infusion patch on the back of her left hand and frowned in distress.
"Does your hand hurt?"
"What's so painful about injections? For me, it just tickles."
Chi Miao used her weakest body to speak the strongest words.
Shen Zheng's worries all night finally subsided. He raised his lips and smiled softly, his voice filled with fatigue and hoarseness after staying up late.
"Well, Xiaochizi is the most powerful."
The picture on his side was dim, and he probably only turned on the bedside lamp.
"My ex-husband is still up at three in the morning. Staying up late can easily end up in the hospital. Go to bed quickly."
"I listen to you, hang up the video and go to bed."
"You hang up first."
"Do you still need to be humble about this kind of thing?"
"Then I'll hang up..."
Looking at the video of being hung up within seconds, Shen Zheng took a deep breath and sighed.
For Chi Miao, whenever he thinks she has the upper hand, she will immediately stand on a higher mountaintop and look down at you, and will even laugh at your self-righteousness, which catches people off guard.
He thought so, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
When Chi Miao saw Mr. Huo's friend application, it suddenly occurred to her that she had forgotten about him.
——Miao: I was so dizzy yesterday that I forgot to reply to Mr. Huo’s message.
——Miao: Cat sheds tears.ipg
She still remembered what Mr. Huo once said about people who didn’t add WeChat, how could they change their gender?
My head feels so itchy, as if I'm about to grow a brain...
Chi Miao folded up the pillows, snuggled up comfortably and started to browse short videos. She continued to browse until dawn.
When Gu Ye came over after buying breakfast, he saw that she was giving likes to a handsome guy with a short head and muscles.
"Do you like this kind of boy?"
His words were a bit inexplicable. Chi Miao was still bothering him about what happened yesterday, and she didn't speak in a good tone.
"I don't like you like this anyway."
"Would it embarrass you if I take my appearance out..."
Gu Ye's tone suddenly rose, but he restrained it abruptly, looking a little aggrieved.
"You slapped me yesterday. That was my first time...you have to be responsible!"
Seeing that the more he talked, the stranger he got, Chi Miao blinked her beautiful eyes.
This bitch won't be beaten stupid, right?
"You don't know why I hit you?"
"I'm sorry...I'll be here when you call me from now on, and I will never pretend not to hear you again!"
Gu Ye spoke very quickly, as if he was speaking out all the words he had been holding in all night.
Chi Miao was simply amazed by the change in Gu Ye's attitude. She couldn't understand what he wanted to do, so she simply pursed her lips and remained silent to express her resistance.
Gu Ye didn't wear any of those messy accessories today. His white short sleeves accentuated his youthful look. His silver wolf-tailed hair shone softly in the sunlight, transforming him from a rebellious boy to a boy next door in an instant.
Chi Miao felt that these were all his disguises, just like a bad boy who had done something wrong and pretended to apologize in order to gain mercy, but then he did it again within a few days, and the cycle started over and over again.
Gu Ye opened the insulated package of breakfast. The aroma of rice porridge and steamed dumplings filled the air, making Chi Miao's stomach growl immediately.
"Take it away, I won't eat it."
"Then I'll leave it here until you have an appetite."
Gu Ye turned around and left three times, but when he came back, his silver hair disappeared and was replaced by a short round black hair.
It's really hard to guess what the rebellious boy is thinking. When someone is unhappy, he goes to eat and drink to vent his anger, but he just comes back with a new haircut.
Gu Ye muttered awkwardly: "The weather is too hot, it would be nice to shave my hair short."
"oh."
Explain anything to her, she doesn't care anyway.
