Chapter 1387 The Meaning of Tattoos (13)

After turning off the light, she looked at the dining table, curled her lips in satisfaction, and said to herself, "Well, that's how it feels."

After trying the feeling, Su Yue turned on the light again, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

She looked at the time, it was already seven o'clock.

But Ming Ancheng hadn't come back yet, and it was getting dark outside, Su Yue frowned and became anxious.

Uncle Ming seldom came here before, but after he was with her, he would come here every day, so he wouldn't come here tonight, right?

It was only when she realized the problem that she quickly picked up the phone, found Ming Ansheng's number, and dialed it.

But what responded to her was that the other party had turned off the phone.

Why is it turned off? Su Yue stared at the phone screen in doubt for a while, waiting for the screen to jump.

She sent another message to Ming Ancheng, "Uncle Ming, what are you doing? Why is your phone turned off?"

He never turned it off.

At least when she called him, it was the first time she heard such a response.

After the text message was sent, she took off her slippers, put her feet up on the coffee table, and anxiously waited for Ming Ancheng to reply to her message.

But, time passed by every minute and every second, and the mobile phone in my hand didn't move at all.

Su Yong became anxious, and dialed Ming Ancheng's number again, but still reminded her that the phone was turned off.

She texted again, "Uncle Ming, is your phone dead? I'm in your apartment and I have prepared a big surprise for you. When will you be back?"

One message after another was sent, and there was no reply.

Su Yue's petite body nestled on the sofa, yawning one after another.

The crystal chandelier on the top of the dining room was turned on, and that piece was very bright. Su Yue turned her head and looked over. Seeing the scene she carefully prepared, her heart suddenly felt empty.

She got a little angry, got up and walked over, took a photo and sent it to Ming Ancheng.

Then he went back to nestling on the sofa, threw away the phone, and turned on the TV.

She didn't want to watch TV, so she skipped a station.

Drowsy for a while and then entangled her...

...

At around twelve o'clock in the morning, a flight from N city in country M landed at Kyoto Airport.

The handsome man in the first-class cabin was holding a mobile phone. With his slender fingers, he pressed the power button, and the screen gradually lit up.

One message after another reminded him that the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

Because of texting people.

He couldn't wait to open the text message.

The expression on his face suddenly froze.

‘Uncle Ming, is your phone dead? I am in your apartment, I have prepared a big surprise for you, when will you come back? '

Seeing the picture message, he seemed to have forgotten that he was on a plane, got up, and found that the seat belt hadn't been undone yet.

He quickly untied it.

Seeing this, the stewardess reminded him nervously, "Sir, please sit down and put on your seat belt."

The plane was already slowing down, Ming Ansheng ignored the flight attendant's words, and walked to the exit ahead of time to wait.

After getting off the plane and exiting the VIP passage, he ran towards the exit with long legs and fast steps.

The car that picked him up stopped in front of the door. The driver greeted him with a smile, "President."

"Go and help me carry my luggage, and then take a taxi back." Ming Ansheng gave the driver the boarding pass, gave instructions, then immediately opened the door, bent down and got into the car.

After he got into the car, the car disappeared from the driver's eyes in the blink of an eye.

...

Ming Ancheng opened the door, the room was brightly lit, all the lights were on, his eyes swept around the living room, but he didn't see Su Yue.