Qiqi finally realized it and hurriedly said, "I know, why don't I know? How can I not know the first person in Dongling? How can I not know him?"

"I just don't know when they will pass? I don't know if I have the chance to go over and ask Mr. Jiangnan for advice on Qin Yi." Qiqi's tone became low, looking very regretful.

"The exact time has not been settled yet. I will notify you after you have time. You can come here whenever you have time. I said I will come to pick you up." Nangong Ya looked around again.

I still didn't look at Wuming, and I couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

You know, after she saw him last night, she couldn't sleep all night and went out before dawn today.

Qiqi can also see that after a careful dressing up today, Nangong Ya still couldn't hide a trace of sleepiness. It should be caused by getting up too early and lack of sleep.

Who do young ladies like them who don’t have to go to work? Who doesn’t get up after 10 o’clock?

It's eight o'clock, and it's hard to imagine when she sets off, not to mention that she has to spend a lot of time dressing up before going out.

"Aya, thank you, thank you for your hard work. I'm really embarrassed to let you come here to inform me so far." This is true. No matter why Nangong Ya came in the end, at least, she did bring the news to her.

"Qiqi, don't be polite to me, we are friends, aren't we?" Nangong Ya smiled.

"Actually, next time, if you have any news, you can just call Wuming's private phone and ask him to tell me. I would be embarrassed if I don't have to come here all the way."

Qiqi blinked and continued, "But, if you want to come over and play with me, I will definitely be unlimited welcome."

Nangong Ya suddenly opened her eyes wide!

Wuming’s private phone call, can she really make his private phone call directly?

She once used his relationship to find the number at his job, but it couldn't be reached every time he called it. Maybe it was because his phone was set to only allow the specified number to be called.

Of course, a person as outstanding as him doesn't want to be disturbed, but he can't find him either. It's really helpless.

"Qiqi, you mean, can I call Mr. Qi's private phone directly? Is it true?" Nangong Ya was excited and grabbed Qiqi's arm with both hands.

Chu Xuanchi snorted coldly from the side before she realized that she quickly let go of her hand and took a deep breath.

Qiqi just nodded slightly, but she didn't expect that this girl was poisoned more deeply than she thought.

Although it is inevitable that Wuming will be slandered when she looks back, for the sake of her senior brother, she can only sell Wuming first. She doesn't want to miss every thing about her senior brother.

She also knew that even if Wuming rejected the matters about his senior brother, he would take them seriously.

Thinking of this, I feel much more comfortable.

"Called 'Wu Ming'." Qiqi said with a smile, "Of course, I can. My cousin is basically by my side when I'm fine. You can definitely find me if you look for him. I'll have someone give you his private phone number later."

After receiving Qiqi's affirmation, Nangong Ya's mood was imagined, and now she was just about to worship Qiqi.

Whether or not she can find Qiqi is not the key. The key is that she is already very satisfied to be able to find Mr. Qi and listen to his voice.

As for this, Qiqi certainly knew it, but she didn't care. As long as there was a little news from her senior brother, she didn't mind her bombing Wuming every day.

Think about it, I am really a little bad, um! It's just a little bit bad.

Chu Xuanchi stood aside, silently speaking, but at this moment, he felt sorry for Wuming.

This woman knew at a glance that she had bad intentions for Wuming. If Wuming got into her, her life would be difficult.

It's not a big problem, but being annoyed is not a good thing.

His wife is so naughty. She is very glad that she is her husband, otherwise he would not guarantee that she would sell him at the time...

Suddenly, he realized that he had a brainwash today and had time to think about these boring questions.

"cough."

Hearing Chu Xuanchi's light cough, Qiqi looked at him sideways. It was getting late, and this guy was obviously a little impatient.

She glanced at Nangong Ya and said with concern: "Come here so early, have you had breakfast?"

After being asked by Qiqi like this, Nangong Ya realized that she was really hungry now. She rubbed her flat belly and whispered: "Not yet."

"Butler Zhong, prepare breakfast immediately and ask Mr. Qi to come back for dinner."

Qiqi waved to Butler Zhong, and Butler Zhong left immediately.

Nangong Ya raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled happily. She immediately stood up and walked towards the hall with Qiqi.

I can finally see Mr. Qi, no, I can finally see Wuming. I really miss him, especially when I left quickly yesterday, I was thinking about it all night, I really missed it, I really missed it.

If she could see him every day and let her live ten years less, she would have agreed without hesitation.

When Wuming came in, he obviously felt an unusual look at him. When he looked up, he realized that Nangong Ya was staring at him straight.

Meeting Wuming's gaze, Nangong Ya immediately stood up and said softly: "Qi... Wuming..."

Can she call "Wuming"? He hummed coldly with disgust on his face before walking to Mu Chu and stood down.

"Is it Qiqi who said, I can... I can call you 'unnamed'?" Nangong Ya threw a look at Qiqi for help.

Qiqi pursed her lips and said, "Aya is our friend. Of course, she can call you like us. Is there any problem?"

She looked at Wuming with an innocent look.

Wuming still didn't say anything, but just looked at Qiqi with disdain, and the coldness in his body became heavier and heavier.

Unexpectedly, Qiqi continued to say, "Butler Zhong, copy the unnamed private phone number to Miss Nangong."

She glanced at Nangong Ya, "From the future, if Mr. Jiangnan has any news, just call Wuming directly. I'm really embarrassed to go there without having to travel far and wide!"

In fact, these words were told to Wuming.

After glimpsing him, who was so angry that his face flushed, she continued, "Notnamed cousin, he treats me very well. Basically, he is with me when he is fine. Call him and you will find me soon."

Soon, the butler respectfully sent Wuming's private phone to Nangong Ya.

She took the paper with both hands and her voice began to become a little hoarse, "Well, I get it."

Actually, I had known this number before, but I really couldn't get through in the past.
Chapter completed!