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Chapter 162

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    The man on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, and then his attitude was unexpectedly indifferent, dispensable, "It's up to you. When she wakes up, I will ask her myself."

    "Hey, wait a minute." Sun Xiaonan refused to give up. If Zhou Shaoting really didn't mention this, then wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?

    But she didn't want to appear too urgent and give away her feet, so she reluctantly said: "Hey, I didn't want to say it at first, but since you asked, and you want to know so much, then I will satisfy you."  Pausing, hinting invitingly: "I'm at home."

    That means to let Zhou Shaoting go to her home to find her.

    But Zhou Shaoting coldly refused without even thinking about it: "I'm not free."

    After speaking, I hung up the phone.

    Sun Xiaonan stared at the phone, furiously, pursed his lips, showing a somewhat determined expression.

    She quickly tapped the screen a few times with her long index finger, and then she seemed to be a little relieved. She satisfactorily raised the phone and rested it on her chin, with a smug look in her eyes.

    Zhou, aren't you free?  I'll see if you're free this time!

    Just as Zhou Shaoting walked to the door of Xiaoshi's ward, the phone in his hand vibrated twice again. He frowned, a little impatient, but he still picked it up and looked at it.

    It was a WeChat message sent by Sun Xiaonan, in which an audio file was pasted.

    Zhou Shaoting opened it suspiciously, and leaned close to his ear. The background sound was a bit noisy, it should be a random recording, and there was a short blurry blank in front.

    Then, a familiar voice rang out, and it rang in my ears through the loudspeaker

    Zhou Shaoting held his breath for a moment.

    The recording sent over was very short, probably just an intercepted clip, but three short sentences were enough to make him lose his composure.

    Zhou Shaoting's eyes became gloomy, he turned around abruptly, walked a few steps away from the ward with his back, and immediately called back to Sun Xiaonan.

    As soon as the other party picked it up, he asked coldly, "How do you have this recording?"

    Sun Xiaonan took the initiative this time, smiled coquettishly, and said unhurriedly: "This is only a small part of it, the whole conversation is still long, and the rest is more exciting, do you want to listen?"

    The man didn't answer, but the silence showed hesitation. Sun Xiaonan took the opportunity to say with some confusion: "When you come, I will tell you. I promise to tell you everything, and I will say everything."

    Sun Xiaonan sat on the terrace in his backyard, watching the slanting warm sun pouring down on the courtyard, dragging everything into long shadows¡ªthe skinny flower stand, the cherry tree with all its leaves, and the lonely awning  

    Why is it full of desolation?

    Sun Xiaonan pursed his lips in displeasure, it's a pity for such a small courtyard with sentimentality.

    She and her mother don't come back several times a year. There is only one nanny left at home, and the gardener has been dismissed long ago. It's a pity that this small courtyard is so deserted. Until now, everything has been stained with decadence.

    ? Like a weather-beaten woman whose age has passed away, hiding in a corner that has nothing to do with the world, quietly hanging on her shining past.

    She doesn't want to be such a woman.  Sun Xiaonan raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and pulled up the blanket covering his legs.

    When the weather is cold, she still likes to wear stockings and sit on the terrace, it is unavoidably cool.

    She couldn't bear to freeze herself, so she asked her aunt to cover her lap with a fleece blanket.

    This woman still needs to take good care of herself.

    On the small round tea table beside her, there is an exquisite afternoon tea.

    A pot of high-quality Ceylon black tea is warmed in the saucer, and the sweet and warm aroma wafts from time to time. The delicate tea set has a soft luster, and a few pieces of freshly baked cookies are contained in a saucer.

    Sun Xiaonan looked at all this with satisfaction, feeling that only a woman like herself could be worthy of such enjoyment.

    As for the one who doesn't know what to do he should still be lying in the hospital, right?

    Not long ago, she also experienced that kind of pain, and now, she wants to pay it back!

    She reached out to touch the teapot, the temperature was just right, and it was estimated that Zhou Shaoting should be here soon.

    Just as she was thinking, the aunt came over from the sliding door at the back, bowed and said, "Miss Sun, there are guests."

    Before she finished speaking, Zhou Shaoting had already pushed the sliding door wide open, strode to the terrace, passed the aunt directly, and stood in front of Sun Xiaonan, blocking her light.

    Then, a clear voice fell, without the slightest emotion, "Tell me, where did you get your recording?"

    Sun Xiaonan gave the aunt a wink, and the aunt retreated out immediately,Apply a little, and the good days may last longer.  You see, one side is confused bliss and the other side is sober pain, it depends on which side you want to choose.  "

    Zhou Shaoting didn't intend to answer the conversation at all, he just looked at Sun Xiaonan seriously, with no expression on his face.

    This is already an attitude in itself.

    Sun Xiaonan's lips were slightly purple in the cold air, and curved upwards in a cruel arc, "Okay, this is what you want to hear, don't say I didn't persuade you."

    As she spoke, she stood up and threw the blanket covering her legs into the chair, "Then please come in with me. The recording effect is not very good, and I'm afraid you can't hear it clearly outside."

    Sun Xiaonan led Zhou Shaoting to the study room, closed and locked the door, and made a gesture of being cautious and confidential.  Then, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on an audio file, put it on the table, and silently pointed to the swivel chair behind the table, signaling Zhou Shaoting to take a seat.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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