Sweet Wife in My Arms Chapter 230

Sweet Wife in My Arms Chapter 230

“Let’s have a break.” Director Zheng had no choice and he could let Yan Huan rest for a while. He knew that Yan Huan wasn’t in the condition, she always worked conscientiously but she didn’t perform well today.


It was understandable that she was out of form as others had already left while they had to clear up Xiao Rongrong’s mess. Thus, the people would not be willing to stay here as they couldn’t get extra pay and there was no good food for them.


In fact, he had wronged Yan Huan. She wasn’t absent-minded about these things but because she was worried about Lu Yi. She didn’t know what happened to him and whether Lei Qingyi had saved him.


She didn’t know about all this and thus, she was in a flutter and couldn’t concentrate on her work.


She walked over and asked Yi Ling, “Did anyone call me?”


Yi Ling shook her head, “No,” But she was wondering why should people call Yan Huan’s number. They could call her as she always got her phone and she would certainly answer the call.


Yan Huan settled and took a break. She took over her phone, pondering whether to make a phone call. But she didn’t know who she should call, Lei Qingyi or Lu Yi? She couldn’t decide and just sat around waiting.


She set her hands on her knees, but she didn’t know what to do.


Her phone rang suddenly. she was startled and almost threw her phone on the ground.


“Huanhuan, your phone is ringing, why don’t you answer the call?” Yi Ling pointed to the phone in Yan Huan’s hand.


Yan Huan rose to her feet and gripped her phone tightly. The ring tone seemed to cut her eardrum.


She dared not look at her phone. She was nervous that even her fingers were a bit wet, but she didn’t know why she was so nervous and broke into a sweat.


She walked to a place without anyone, then she felt unutterable ease when she peered at the number on her phone.


She placed the phone next to her ear.


“Yan Huan, it’s me.”


“I know.” Yan Huan finally let out a sigh of relief when she heard a man’s voice.


“Are you alright?”


“I’m fine.” Lu Yi looked at the intravenous drip bottle above his head. He has just changed another bottle and he didn’t know how many bottles he was going to have.


“Thank you.” He had to thank her. If wasn’t her, perhaps it was really like what Lei Qingyi had been said: they might have sent him to the crematorium when they remembered him.


Yan Huan leaned her head against the wall and steadied the gold crown on her head.


“I….”


In fact, she still wanted to explain, “I accidentally dialled your phone in the night, I heard your voice sounded strange so I guess something might happen to you, are you really okay?”


“I’m okay,” Lu Yi replied her, “Lei Qingyi came over to see me, thanks for calling him.” But, he wanted to ask why did she get Lei Qingyi’s phone number and how did she know to find Lei Qingyi? But he didn’t ask her in the end.


If she wanted to tell him, she would tell him naturally. But if she was not willing to tell, his questions would make her difficult.