Chapter 142
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Qiao Lian looked down excitedly, but when she saw the caller ID, she lowered her head in disappointment. 13579246810
It was her mother.
She answered the call in a daze and heard her mother's gentle voice, "Xiao Qiao, have you seen Zi Chuan? How are you? Don't tell me you've been bewitched by men? You forgot to tell us that you're safe! "
Qiao Lian's eyes reddened at once.
She choked and said, "Mom —"
The moment she said that, she started to cry.
Her mother's anxious voice came from the other end of the line, "Xiao Qiao, what's wrong? If there's anything, we can talk it out. Tell me, what happened? "
But the more her mother cared about her, the more she wanted to cry.
She bit her lip and cried uncontrollably. She didn't know if she was crying for herself or for Zi Chuan.
Her mother comforted her for a long time on the phone. As soon as he hung up, his father called again. His calm and steady voice seemed to be able to calm people's hearts: "Little Qiao, no matter what happens, don't be afraid. You are my, Qiao Dong's daughter. Tell dad, where are you?"
Xiao Qiao realized that her parents might have misunderstood something. She quickly said in a choked voice, "I- I'm still at the cafe. Dad, he didn't come. Sob, he didn't come. "
The other party heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Xiao Qiao, don't cry. It's late now, go back to the hotel first. He might be busy today. You have his number, you'll see him sooner or later. "
Qiao Lian bit her lip and said, "Ok, I understand, Dad."
After hanging up, Qiao Lian wiped her tears. She looked unprecedentedly determined.
She wouldn't leave until Zi Chuan came.
She didn't know if she was angry with herself or with him. She sat there quietly, staring at her cell phone.
Until the cafe waiter came over and said, "Miss, we are closing soon, would you —"
Qiao Lian then realized that it was already past eleven o 'clock at night.
She was a little stunned. At this moment, the door of the cafe was pushed open.
She raised her head and saw a majestic man standing at the door, looking at her.
Qiao Lian's eyes reddened again. "Dad!"
She jumped up and ran straight into her father's arms.
Her father gently patted her back. "I knew you wouldn't listen to me. Fortunately, you were coming to Beijing. Your mother was worried and asked me to follow you … Xiao Qiao, it's so late. Let's go back to the hotel first, okay?"
Qiao Lian shook her head and said, "Dad, I won't. I'll wait here."
Her father looked at her, reached out his hand and touched her head affectionately, then called the waiter to the side. No one knew what he said, but the waiter never came to drive them away again.
That night, she sat by the window for the whole night.
Her father's arrival had calmed her down.
She gradually calmed down and became more and more insistent.
She held her cell phone and called him every five minutes.
At first, she was still hoping that the call would go through in the next second.
It was so late, Zi Chuan should have been home by now. His cell phone had run out of battery, but he should have charged it, right?
Towards the end, she repeated the cycle in a daze.
The sky in Beijing gradually turned bright, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Her little face was tense.
Then, after she lost count of how many times she called, the other party finally picked up.
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