"What did you tell my parents?" I suddenly remembered something, turned around quickly, leaned against the door of the bathroom, and looked at Meng Zihan who had finished washing his face expressionlessly.

Meng Zihan put the towel on the stainless steel shelf, walked out, put his arm around my shoulders, and said with a smile: "It's very simple. You said you were temporarily sent on a business trip abroad. As for your mobile phone, it seems that your phone has been blocked.

, is it broken?!”

"Uh..." I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that I had already thrown the electrical panel in Japan.

"Well, are we staying in this house all the time?! Can you let me call home?!" I asked him as I went downstairs.

"As long as you don't leave, anything is fine." Meng Zihan nodded, looking good-tempered.

"No, I... my phone can't be used." Actually, I wanted to borrow his phone, but I couldn't say it directly.

Meng Zihan nodded clearly, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and handed it to me without saying anything.

"Thank you." I took the phone and without thinking, dialed my home phone number.

Meng Zihan pulled me to the sofa and sat down, made a cup of tea and placed it in front of me.

"Hello, Mom. I'm Han." A familiar voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Han, you finally called home?! Why can't you get through on your phone?!" Mom asked anxiously, with a hint of worry in her voice.

"My phone is broken." I glanced at Meng Zihan next to me. He picked up a piece of toast with one hand and put it into his mouth, while he was flipping through a magazine boredly with the other hand.

"No wonder. By the way, Tiaochen called you a lot. Why didn't you contact him?! Also, how was your last trip to Japan?!"

Mom's voice came urgently, and she asked a series of questions.

"Mom, I'll tell you these things later. I'll be back next week, don't worry." I quickly hung up the phone, feeling confused.

It seems that Ji Chen has been looking for me!

That's fine. If I stay here for a week, I can at least wait until I have completely sorted out my emotions before facing him again!

"What? You lost consciousness after answering the phone?!" Meng Zihan threw away the magazine and suddenly approached me. He raised a hand and tucked my hair hanging behind my ear.

I ignored him and was still thinking about what happened in Japan.

"Who is Chaochen?!" He turned my face fiercely, forcing me to face him.

"Someone you don't know." I answered subconsciously without thinking.

"If I know you, do I still need to ask you?!" He almost gritted his teeth and spat out a few words, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"It has nothing to do with you anyway." I shook off his hand and simply stood up.

Suddenly, I felt that the house was very small. Apart from the sofa, there was the dining room, and then there were the rooms.
Chapter completed!