My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 903 - Call Directly
Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Call Directly
Chapter 903 -903: Call Directly
“Who’s it from?” Rong Yan put the salmon into the trolley, busy picking fresh mangosteens without a free hand to grab the phone, “Duidui, can you check for me?”
“Okay.” Little Baby obediently opened the phone, expertly found the message, and looked up to say to Rong Yan, who was selecting fruit, “It’s a message from the big baddie.”
The big baddie… Rong Yan’s hand twitched, nearly dropping the mangosteen she was holding. Little Baby’s nickname for him was unusually persistent.
It had been such a long time, and he still wouldn’t call Li Shengxiao daddy.
Every time he did, it was with great reluctance.
But these things couldn’t be forced. Rong Yan didn’t push him, so as to avoid creating any rebelliousness in him, and she could only pretend not to hear, “What did your daddy say?”
Little Baby pouted unhappily, his voice milky, “He sent you a message asking what you’re doing.”
“Oh.”
Rong Yan had thought Li Shengxiao was messaging to do something important, but it turned out to be just a routine check.
“Then help me reply to him, tell him we’re at the mall.”
Li Duidui somewhat reluctantly did as Rong Yan said and replied to the message, but instead of saying they were at the mall as she had instructed, the reply was, [Busy.]
Li Shengxiao waited for a long time, only to receive two cold characters. He pressed his lips together, patience wearing thin, and sent another, [Are you still shooting for the magazine?]
Li Duidui opened his mouth to call for Rong Yan, but feared she would find out he’d been a bit sneaky. So he himself typed out rapidly, [Finished.]
He typed slowly, and Li Shengxiao had to wait a long time before he got ‘Rong Yan’s’ reply, which once again was terse, not more than three characters.
He simply stopped messaging, leaning half his body against the floor-to-ceiling window, legs crossed. He dialed the phone directly—
“Dial…”
On the other end, Rong Yan, who had just selected her mangosteens and was about to check the price, heard the phone ring. She put the mangosteens into the shopping cart and took the phone, “Whose call? Li Shengxiao? What’s he calling for?”
Li Duidui avoided her eyes guiltily, shaking his head.
Rong Yan didn’t think much of it and answered the call, “Hello? Why are you calling me?”
…Why are you calling me.
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As if he shouldn’t be calling her!
Li Shengxiao’s once clear and sunny mood almost clouded over again, but fortunately, he didn’t get angry, “What are you doing?”
Rong Yan was puzzled; hadn’t she just asked Duidui to reply to him that she was shopping at the mall? Why was he asking again?
“I’m at the mall shopping.”
“Who are you with?” Perhaps it was a sixth sense, but Li Shengxiao couldn’t shake the feeling.
Rong Yan glanced at Little Baby, who was sitting in the shopping cart looking at her, and the corner of her mouth curved upwards, “Duidui. What’s up? Are you done with your work, coming to pick us up?”
She said cheerfully, “You know what, today I bought a lot of delicious stuff; you’re in for a treat tonight. Oh, and is there anything in particular you want to eat? I’ll buy it and cook it for you tonight. But let me know, something normal, don’t ask for something like French snails or foie gras, because even if you do, I won’t cook it. I’m talking about home-style dishes! The kind that ordinary households would make. You know my cooking skills, at best they’re so-so, and there aren’t many dishes I can do. Simple home-style dishes, maybe I can search online and try to cook, but anything more difficult, I can’t do it.”
Thinking about complicated dishes like red wine foie gras, which she couldn’t learn and wouldn’t be able to master even if she did, she didn’t want to waste time and effort.
