My World Is All about You-Chapter 79 - Voice Changer (1)_1
Chapter 79 -79 Voice Changer (1)_1
Chapter 79 -79 Voice Changer (1)_1
Liang Chen nodded, his trembling fingers reaching out for the phone.
“Her phone ran out of battery just after I called you,” the woman added in a quiet voice, noticing Liang Chen’s attempt to operate the phone.
Liang Chen held the phone in his hand for a moment, then clenched it into his fist. He lifted his head to look at the man and woman and said, “Thank you.”
…
Shen Liangnian was in high spirits that afternoon.
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Having met Jing Haohao, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help curling upward while he was going upstairs for the meeting.
The first night that he and Jing Haohao had planned on spending together had been delayed time and again, until now. His dream was finally coming true.
At five o’clock, Shen Liangnian instructed his secretary to reserve a seat at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel. He also made a call to the largest flower market in Jiangshan City and ordered a large bouquet of fiery red roses.
At half past five, the florist delivered the flowers on time. The beautiful red roses were dripping with dew and sprinkled with bits of gold and silver, appearing lavish and romantic.
Shen Liangnian, satisfied, placed the bouquet in the back of his car. The convertible top was down and as he drove down the boulevard, he turned many heads and left behind a trail of fragrant rose essence.
Shen Liangnian, in high spirits, was driving and dialing Jing Haohao’s number.
“I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off.”
Shen Liangnian dialed twice, but he only got this automated reply. Finally, he took off his earpiece and went straight to Jing Haohao’s house.
Shen Liangnian had the keys to Jing Haohao’s house, but he still rang the doorbell first, wanting to surprise her. He hid his face behind the large bouquet of roses.
The doorbell rang for a while, but no one came to open the door.
Shen Liangnian frowned, set down the bouquet, pulled out the key from his pocket, and unlocked Jing Haohao’s door.
Shen Liangnian walked in, everything was just as he remembered, the windows were open and the cool evening breeze rolled in, gently billowing the sheer curtains on the floor.
The room was filled with Jing Haohao’s unique scent; a faint, sweet fragrance.
Her bedroom door was left open. Shen Liangnian pushed it open and called out, “Haohao.” Not finding anyone inside, he frowned again. Thinking that Jing Haohao wasn’t back yet, he decided to be patient and waited on her sofa.
Time passed slowly. Night stretched its blanket outside the window, but Jing Haohao still hadn’t returned. Shen Liangnian started to feel a little restless. He knew her phone was switched off but obstinately made several calls anyway.
By ten in the evening, the dew on the rose petals of the bouquet he had specially ordered was no longer fresh, the roses no longer radiantly beautiful, just like his heart. The initial excitement and anticipation had been gradually fading away.
He had agreed with Jing Haohao that in her 20th year, he would make her his woman. But after she came of age, he inevitably felt some impatience and had made suggestions about staying over at her place or having her stay at his, which were all refused by her blushing.
Sometimes, when he made too many requests, she would even become angry with a stern face.
