[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

Chapter 241: The Substitute Lover is on Strike (26)

Cheng Fanli was indeed drunk. When she looked at the person in front of her, she felt that the figure had become two. At a certain moment, it turned into the face she was familiar with.

She looked up at the person in front of her, her eyes full of drunkenness. She slowly stretched out her hand and softly called Xiao Shuyuan's name, "Brother Shu."

Hearing the name from her mouth, Chang Mo's eyes sank slightly. He knew of course that Cheng Fanli had mistaken him for someone else, but he did not say anything and did not make any movement. He just stood there without moving.

In the end, the outstretched hand did not touch Chang Mo's face.

It was Lu Ying who stopped Cheng Fanli's hand and whispered in her ear, "Sister Cheng, this is not your boyfriend. Isn't your boyfriend talking to you on the phone?"

Cheng Fanli was forced to withdraw his hand and followed Lu Ying's footsteps out. It took him a long time to remember the phone in his hand.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Shuyuan's face looked much uglier than before.

Xiao Shuyuan just said a few more words, and when he saw no response, he became a little annoyed.

Cheng Fanli is becoming more and more perfunctory towards him now. In the past, she would tell him wherever she went, not to mention going to parties and drinking, even going to the supermarket to buy things would require telling him. Xiao Shuyuan once told his friends that she was too clingy. His friends joked that he should cherish the days when his child was clingy, because maybe in two years, he won't be clingy anymore. Xiao Shuyuan just smiled and said nothing, knowing that his friends were teasing him.

Now, she doesn't even talk about where she goes or what she does every day, and she even forgets to say good morning and good night to her twice every day. That night, Xiao Shuyuan waited for a long time but she didn't say good night to him. That day, she sent him a message saying good morning, and he replied with a good morning, but there was no message from her after that. He wanted to call her, but he thought that maybe because she had just started working and the handover made her very busy every day, so she reduced the frequency of messaging him.

But, is he a punch-in machine?

People punch in and say good morning and good night here every day, and if this trend continues, in two years there may not even be a clock-in machine anymore.

Although Xiao Shuyuan didn't reply to messages often, he would check Cheng Fanli's message bar whenever he had free time every day. However, Cheng Fanli shared less and less things about his daily life with him these days. She didn't send him a good night message the day before yesterday, and she didn't even send him a good morning message today.

He clicked on it several times until it was time to go to film, but Cheng Fanli still hadn't sent him a good morning message. Xiao Shuyuan specifically looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock and Cheng Fanli had already gone to work.

He deleted the word "morning" in the input box and threw his phone aside casually.

The assistant beside him clearly felt that Xiao Shuyuan's mood had been getting worse over the past few days, and the way he threw the phone seemed to imply anger.

If the assistant was with him now, he would find that his previous expression was nothing compared to what he has now.

Apart from the great emotional fluctuations after the death of Old Madam Xiao, even when he learned of his parents' divorce as an adult, Xiao Shuyuan remained indifferent, as if he didn't care.

All the surging emotions were hidden deep in his heart, and he had known about his father's affair for a long time.

But Xiao Shuyuan was certainly not in a very good mood about Cheng Fanli mistaking him for another man. He even had the urge to fly to Cheng Fanli right now.

But this impulse was suppressed in just a few seconds.

Cheng Fanli got into the car, leaned back in the seat, her cheeks slightly flushed, her long eyelashes drooping, and she looked lazy and drunk.

When she finally remembered the phone call after a long while, she took a look and saw that the phone was not hung up, but there was no sound either.

She dazedly began to whisper Xiao Shuyuan's name again, "...Brother Shu."

The person on the other end of the phone heard it, but still didn't respond.

She thought to herself, he is a drunkard, let’s see how he teaches her a lesson when he gets back.