The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Xing Jiuan looked at the sky. Under the dark night, people came and went, laughed, and lively. Only she was incompatible with this world.

She took the phone out of her pocket and suddenly wanted to make a call.

Seeing the mobile phone number whose contact was Mu Qing, she stopped there first and changed the remarks seriously.

Brother Mu Qing.

After a while, she tapped gently.

As she waited, her heart thumped and thumped quickly, and she curled her fingers nervously, wondering if the other party would pick it up.

If the other party answers, what will she say?

Xing Jiuan suddenly became nervous and wanted to hang up the phone, but at this moment, the phone was connected.

The person on the phone didn't say anything. Xing Jiuan waited, then said quietly, "Brother."

Xing Jiu'an hasn't called a senior for a long time.

When she was young, she came down the mountain and followed Mu Qing.

Two right-hand men followed Mu Qing and called him the boss.

At that time, Xing Jiu'an was not an adult, and he was at the age of playfulness. When he heard the name Boss, he still thought it was fun, and he also called Boss.

Mu Qing said it several times, but she didn't change it, so she just screamed.

Later, the relationship between the two became bad, and Xing Jiu'an would sometimes call him by his name directly. The title of brother seems to have been let go for a long time.

Speaking of the title of brother again, they are not the same as before.

On the other end of the phone, the other party heard Xing Jiu'an's voice, paused for a while before speaking, his tone was very calm, "What is it?"

Calm is almost indifferent.

Even if he knew and prepared, Xing Jiu'an still felt sad.

I don't know why, Xing Jiu'an today seems to be particularly sentimental, and he wants to say a lot of things.

It seems that if you don't say it, there is no chance to say it.

"Brother, how are you doing?" she asked.

"well."

"That's good." She paused, "Brother, I was disobedient and ignorant before. I caused you a lot of trouble and made you angry. I'm sorry."

These words seem not so difficult to say.

Xing Jiu'an was standing on a small road with a tree next to him, and small snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

In the dark, these snowy whites seem to be particularly conspicuous.

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There are people coming and going, she seems to be not so lonely anymore, although the people on the other end of the phone talk very little and pitifully.

Xing Jiu'an didn't say much, she said sorry and didn't know what to say.

They grew up like brothers and sisters, and got along for more than ten years, but now, they don't even know what to say. There is only silence between two people on the phone.

Xing Jiu'an was sour in his heart, reaching out for the little snowflakes that fell. In the background, there are children’s laughter and the sound of people talking with others, which is particularly lively.

There was silence in Mu Qing's place, with only very light breathing.

"...Brother, can we still be the same as before?" After a long silence, Xing Jiu'an finally spoke.

The opposite person had not spoken yet, Xing Jiu'an heard someone panicking shouts.

She glanced at it, and a car seemed to be out of control and drove in her direction.

Xing Jiuan's skills were very good before, and she could easily avoid such a situation.

It's just that the previous accident had too much influence on her, and when she was trying to avoid it, she was accidentally rubbed on her arm.

She endured the pain, ran aside, and avoided it.

The call did not hang up, and the other party seemed anxious, "Jiu'an, what's the matter?"

Xing Jiuan took two steps forward, "It's okay."

At this time, someone behind suddenly shouted, in a panicked tone, and the crowd was chaotic.

"That little girl, run away, run away..."