Chapter 36
Before Yisha could say anything, Hu Yifei hurriedly hung up the phone. He leaned back in his chair and started to think.
How did this little thing find out the truth so quickly?
He knew Fan Xu, the hospital director, and the heavens. No one else knew about this.
Could it be that Fan Xu had become a traitor?
That couldn't be right. After Fan Xu settled this matter, he went out on a business trip and didn't come back.
Then it must be Director Tian.
Director Tian was one of his people. Logically speaking, he wouldn't have such guts.
Then, could it be that he had been tricked by this little thing?
Was she tricking him?
No matter what, he couldn't admit to this matter. Otherwise, he would lose even more prestige in front of this little thing.
Tens of thousands of people in the army listened to his every word. But this little thing alone was enough to give him a headache …
After Hu Yifei hung up the phone, Yisha tried to call him a few more times, but she couldn't get through.
"Seventh Brother is guilty. He doesn't dare to answer my call. Hmph, if you dare, don't ever come back." Yisha slammed the phone on the coffee table and turned to go upstairs.
She had to reason with Seventh Brother about today's matter. Otherwise, no matter what she did in the future, Seventh Brother would interfere. She wouldn't have any freedom at all.
It was still early. She hadn't finished her homework at school yet, so she took out her textbook and started to do her homework.
"Don't deny it. You're a man. If you dare to do something, you have to be brave enough to admit it," Yisha shouted at Seventh Brother.
"I'll talk to you about this when I get home. Seventh Brother still has work to do. I'll hang up first."
"No, I'm not."
"Then …"
"Seventh Brother, let me ask you. Did you send that man in black?"
She wanted to ask Seventh Brother when he got home, but she couldn't hold it in anymore.
How could Seventh Brother do that?
Not only did he make her lose face, but he also almost made her think that she wasn't suitable to study nursing.
No matter how good Seventh Brother was to her, he didn't respect her choice. That was abuse, serious abuse.
"Ahem —" Hu Yifei, who had been exposed, coughed twice over the phone.
"I'll call him now and ask him to come home tonight." Yisha sat beside the phone and picked it up.
"Miss, what happened?" Nanny Zhang couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry about it." Yisha had already started dialing the number of Seventh Brother's unit.
"What men in black?
Hu Yifei didn't think of it for a moment.
"That's right, that's the man in black who deliberately bumped into me and made me look like a fool at Mary Hospital.
Isa's voice became hoarse.
"Seventh brother, when are you coming back?" Yisha repeated.
"What's wrong?
You miss Seventh Brother so soon? "Hu Yifei's tone was frivolous.
"Nanny Zhang, won't Seventh Brother come back tonight?" Yisha was silent for a while and asked Nanny Zhang.
"Maybe he won't come back." Auntie Zhang was wiping the floor.
"Seventh Brother, when are you coming back?
As soon as she heard Seventh Brother's voice, Yisha asked angrily.
"Sasha?
Hu Yifei stopped moving and looked up attentively.
He was very puzzled. This little thing rarely took the initiative to call him. Did the sun rise from the west today?
After the phone was dialed, Hu Yifei answered.
"Hello, who is this?" Hu Yifei was arranging the files on the table.
"You don't know anything!
Humph! "Yisha shook off Nanny Zhang's hand and angrily moved to the opposite seat, pouting.
Nanny Zhang shook her head and didn't know what to say.
In short, ever since Miss had been by Young Master's side, Young Master's personality had become a lot more cheerful and easy-going. Miss was like a domesticated kitten, making Young Master happy one moment and making him angry the next. Over the years, she had already gotten used to it.
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