The Genius Sweetheart of the Abstinent Goblin Boss

Chapter 134 Don’t call me Mr. Jiang anymore!

"Ding ~"

As I was lost in thought, my cell phone message rang.

Mo Yilan was startled by the sudden ringtone, frowned and took a look at the phone, only to see the three big words "Jiang Baishen".

The resentment between his brows disappeared instantly, and instead he felt a kind of uncontrollable nervousness.

But then I thought about how he kept his distance from me, and I guess this was some kind of work assignment.

So she didn't have any expectations and clicked on the message to see the content:

"have you slept?"

Noila Mo was stunned, and her face suddenly became hot for no reason.

He asked her why?

And he didn't even call her reporter Mo...

So is she asleep or not?

Oops! Why are you being so shy? Maybe he wants to make sure she is awake before talking about work.

Noila Mo shook her head, focused on typing on the keyboard and replied:

"Not yet. Mr. Jiang, please tell me what you want to say."

After sending the message, I didn't receive a response for a long time.

Noila Mo felt a little disappointed, put down her phone, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, sighed, and prepared to get back to work.

"Tick-tock..." The ringing of the phone suddenly broke the silence.

Noila Mo was frightened again. She took the phone and saw the words "Jiang Baishen" again.

My heart suddenly started beating wildly in my chest.

Why did he call me suddenly?

After taking two deep breaths, Mo Yilan still swiped the answer button.

"Hey, Jiang..." She was about to say hello politely but was interrupted by the other party:

"Don't call me Mr. Jiang anymore!"

The voice that was usually gentle and elegant had a strange lowness and strength today.

Noila Mo’s heart trembled slightly, but she didn’t know how to respond.

After a short silence, the person on the other end of the phone repeated,

"Don't call me Mr. Jiang, okay?"

This time, Noila Mo caught a hint of drunkenness in the other person’s voice.

He...drank?

Suddenly I thought of the scene in the parking lot again. He had suffered such a great shock in person today, no wonder he went to drink to drown his sorrows.

"Are you... okay?" Mo Yilan finally couldn't help but comfort her.

She still couldn't bear to see him sad.

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, "Don't call me Mr. Jiang anymore, I'll be fine."

Noila Mo looked puzzled.

He was heartbroken, what did it have to do with her calling him Mr. Jiang? If there was really no reason, why not just find out...

But she still responded, "Okay."

Jiang Baishen on the other end of the phone seemed to have not expected her to agree so readily, and his heart was filled with joy. "Then... besides reporter Mo, how else can I call you?"

Mo Yilan was even more puzzled now, but she still pretended to be indifferent and answered,

"You can call me whatever you want. You can call me your current name or Xiaohua."

"That……"

Jiang Baishen asked tentatively,

"Where's Yilan?"

Mo Yilan's heart suddenly trembled violently, and she felt a strong electric current passing through her heart.

"……it is good."

The other party smiled happily, "Then Yilan, good night."

Noila Mo felt her face getting hot.

What's wrong with this guy? He called her late at night and said only this?

Were you really so stimulated during the day?

He couldn't be thinking of using her as a healing tool to fill the void.

But she was too helpless to refuse him.

"Um……"

But just as she was about to say the words "good night", Noila Mo suddenly realized something.

So, Jiang Baishen can also see Xiao Leng's boyfriend? ?

“Don’t hang up!” Noila Mo suddenly raised her voice.

Jiang Baishen's heart began to palpitate because of these two words, even though his cell phone was still pressed against his ear.

"What's the matter?" he asked with concern.

“You…” can see…

No, you can't ask that.

"Ahem," she coughed twice and reorganized her words.

"Do you know Xiao Leng's boyfriend? For example, what's his name and what job he does?"

Jiang Baishen didn't expect that she was asking about another man, and he felt a little depressed, but he still answered gently,

"I don't really know him, I've just met him twice. As for his name..." Jiang Baishen began to recall.

And his answer was enough for Noila Mo to confirm that he could also see that man!

So, we need to see what rules he has.

Moreover, did Jiang Baishen know that the man was a ghost?

"I think his name is Qi Mu."

At this time, Jiang Baishen finally remembered that Xiao Leng called the man the same way last time.

"Qi Mu?" Noila Mo was a little shocked.

I didn't expect it actually had a name.

"Hmm..." Jiang Baishen responded.

"Then do you know his identity and background?" Mo Yilan asked immediately.

Jiang Baishen was stunned, somewhat puzzled as to why she was so interested in Xiao Leng's boyfriend.

"Ahem... It's not convenient for me to ask."

Noila Mo bit her lip silently.

"Then where was the last time you saw him?" Mo Yilan asked again.

"..." Jiang Baishen's inexplicable sourness deepened, "In Grandma Ji's yard."

"Grandma Ji's yard?" Noila Mo asked in surprise, "Why is it there? Could it be... Xiao Leng still lives there?"

That girl hasn't moved out yet even though she has money now?

"Yes, they are neighbors." Jiang Baishen explained.

Noila Mo’s eyes suddenly widened.

Neighbor?!

This is obviously impossible. Yan Lele’s house has not been rented out for many years, so did the man approach Xiao Leng as a neighbor?

What is his purpose?

and many more!

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that it was because Yan Lele said this last time that Xiao Leng suddenly ran out. Did she only discover the truth then?

But after knowing the truth, why did she still choose to hide the truth for him and protect him?

Even claimed that he was her boyfriend...

Isn't she afraid?

"Yilan?" Seeing that she didn't reply, the person on the other end of the phone called her name tentatively.

Mo Yilan reacted and realized that Jiang Baishen probably didn't know about this. Since Xiao Leng didn't tell him, it would be inconvenient for her to tell him too much.

"It's okay... Good night, Jiang...

Jiang Baishen."

"Uh……"

Jiang Baishen felt very disappointed when he heard this, but he could only respond gently,

"Okay, good night, Yilan."

The phone hangs up.

Noila Mo stood up and paced back and forth in front of the French window, looking at the magnificent scenery of thousands of lights outside the window, but she had no intention of appreciating it.

My mind is full of Xiao Leng.

She looked at the number of the stinky guy that she had just saved on her phone and tried to dial it several times, but her finger was suspended a few millimeters away from the screen and she couldn't press it.

Damn it! Why should she worry about that arrogant girl?

She doesn't care!

'Snapped! 'sound.

Noila Mo threw the phone back on the round table, sat down in front of the computer again, and began to type on the keyboard intently.

Under the dim light, the crackling sound of the keyboard is particularly obvious.

After a while, Noila Mo pressed the undo key hard and deleted all the garbled text she had just typed.

She raised her glass of red wine and drank it all, then roughly grabbed her phone and pressed the dial button.