< br >Chapter 1219 < br >"what's going on?" Jiang Chen asked curiously. < br >Ling Jiuze put down his phone and poured wine without saying a word. < br >the scene of Su Xi and Shen Ming together that day, not to mention, even think about it, his heart will be filled with hatred! < br >"Don't you call Su Xi back?" Jiang Chen pushed his cell phone in front of him. < br >Ling Jiuze glanced at it but did not move. < br >"what if something happens in the middle of the night?" Jiang Chen took his time. < br >Ling Jiuze's eyes glowed deeply, and without hesitation, he immediately picked up his cell phone and dialed back. < br >"Hello, the number you dialed has been turned off, sorry." < br >Ling Jiuze immediately frowned, called again, and still turned it off. < br >his face suddenly sank, he sprang up, grabbed his suit coat and strode out. < br >"Don't worry!" Jiang Chen looked at the man's hurried back and made up another knife. "maybe Su Xi blocked you!" < br >Ling Jiuze's back was obviously taut and then disappeared at the door. < br >on the way, Ling Jiuze made two more phone calls to Su Xi, both of which were turned off. < br >he drove so fast that he drove all the way downstairs to her. He was about to call her again, only to find that the light in her room was on. < br >is she at home? < br >Why didn't you answer the phone? < br >is there no power, or did you really block him? < br >she's at home, and it's impossible for her cell phone to run out of power all the time, so it's blocked! < br >for a moment, Ling Jiuze's face was also a little cold at night. < br >A few minutes later, the light in Su Xi's room was turned off, and Ling Jiuze was more sure that she was at home! < br >when it was dawn, the black Bentley Muchan left Jingyuan district. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >in the morning, Ling Yihang came downstairs for breakfast at 8 o'clock and saw his uncle running back from outside, dressed in a gray tracksuit. < br >he seems to have run so far that his black hair on his forehead is soaked with sweat. < br >"it's time to eat, uncle!" < br >Ling Yihang shouted. < br >"I'm going to take a shower. I'll be here soon!" Ling Jiuze said and went upstairs. < br >Ling Yihang looked at the man's expressionless face and didn't have to think about it. He must not have made up with Mr. Su. < br >Ling Yihang waited for a while and waited for Ling Jiuze to come down before having breakfast with him. < br >Ling Jiuze ate quietly without saying a word, as usual, but the atmosphere was unprovoked and low. < br >"second Uncle!" Ling Yihang looked at him. "I'd like to ask Mr. Su to play tennis this afternoon. Why don't you join us?" < br >Ling Jiuze gave a brief expression and said to the point, "I have something to do this afternoon!" < br >"Oh!" Ling Yihang responded with disappointment, "I see!" < br >Ling Jiuze put down his chopsticks without eating much. "I'm going out first. Call me if you need anything." < br >"be careful on the road!" Ling Yihang resentfully responded. < br >as soon as Ling Jiuze left, he had no appetite, so he drank a few mouthfuls of milk and went upstairs to wait for Su Xi to come to class. < br >Su Xi didn't sleep well last night. When he woke up in the morning, it was already 08:30. He didn't have time for breakfast. After washing, he packed up and went out. < br >when I put my phone in my bag, I remembered that I had my phone off and went to wait for the elevator while turning it on. < br >when the mobile phone is turned on, three missed calls pop up immediately: Sheng Central, Qingning, and Ling Jiuze. < br >she glanced at the time. Ling Jiuze called her back last night, when her cell phone was charging. < br >< br/ >< br >

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