Endless Pampering Only For You
Endless Pampering Only For You - Chapter 155: Where Could She Have Gone?

Chapter 155 Where Could She Have Gone?

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Han Qiqing gave an awkward cough. “It’s… That! The thing that guys and girls do when they sleep together!”

Mu Xiaoxiao’s face froze adorkably for three seconds before realization dawned on her. So she was talking about that…

A blush flooded her face, and she shook Han Qiqing off. “What are you saying! How could we have!”

However, Han Qiqing’s words reminded her of those Durex condoms, which were probably still in the room, that Mama Yin had bought for them. If Han Qiqing got wind of this, her imagination would surely run wild.

Han Qiqing pointed at her suggestively. “You’re blushing. Even if you’ve never done it, surely you’ve done other things?”

“What other things? I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to turn away and walk off, but she had to spend the night at Han Qiqing’s place and couldn’t cast her away and ignore her.

Grabbing onto Han Qiqing’s hand, Mu Xiaoxiao pulled her in the direction of the outside. “Let’s go! School’s about to end soon, right?”

She was worried that Yin Shaojie would appear if she loitered around.

She didn’t know how she should act around him right now.

“Okay, I’ll stop asking; let’s go. I’m hungry and we should go eat,” Han Qiqing said, but internally, she thought that she would be able to pry the truth from Mu Xiaoxiao when she slept over at night.

…

After school, in the afternoon.

Everyone noticed that Yin Shaojie’s sports car was parked outside as if he was waiting for someone. More than a few curious people stood around to watch, but there was still no sign of anyone getting in even in the evening when the crowd had dispersed.

At long last, Yin Shaojie’s car drove off.

Upon returning to the luxurious condominium and entering the living room, Yin Shaojie called out, “Mu Xiaoxiao!”

He waited for a while, but there was no response.

He frowned and muttered, displeased, “What the h*ll, she’s not back yet?”

There were only a few rooms in the condominium. He searched them hurriedly, but there was no sign of Mu Xiaoxiao.

Coming out of the bedroom, he took out his phone and called Mu Xiaoxiao’s number.

“Ring… Ring… Ring… Click!”

He was suddenly hung up on.

Yin Shaojie froze momentarily before looking at his phone furiously. “F*ck! How dare you hang up on me, you wretch!” ”

Was she still angry?

Shouldn’t he be the angry one instead?

If she wasn’t coming home, then so be it!Yin Shaojie thought angrily in his heart. He threw himself onto the sofa and scooped up the iPad on the coffee table, starting to play games.

Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened.

Yin Shaojie felt hungry, and his stomach grumbled in protest for food. However, instead of getting up, he looked at the entrance of the house.

Was that wretch really not coming home?

He thought about the places that Xiaoxiao could have gone to, and there was nowhere else but the Yin residence.

Should he call home to ask about it discreetly?

Yin Shaojie pondered for two seconds before whipping out his phone and calling home.

It rang once before someone picked up.

“Young Master, is anything the matter?” The person who had picked up was the house butler who sounded like an English gentleman.

“Uh… That..” Yin Shaojie faltered, a rare occurrence. He couldn’t ask if Mu Xiaoxiao was at home, for if she was not, wouldn’t his parents know that he had argued with Mu Xiaoxiao then?

“It’s nothing really. I just want to ask about something.” He drummed his fingers against the sofa, considering his next words. “Xiaoxiao wants pigeon soup from home. Get someone to cook some for her.”

“Alright. Should I send it over to Young Master’s condominium?” the butler asked.

“Yeah, sent it over.” Yin Shaojie hung up after he spoke, his expression turning cold.

If Mu Xiaoxiao was at the Yin residence, the butler would have said that they would cook some for Xiaoxiao to have there. This meant that Mu Xiaoxiao wasn’t at the Yin residence.