Not until then did Celia realize that even though she had not contacted him for such a long time, she
had kept his phone number in mind and never forgotten.
The fetal education ringtone she downloaded these days kept ringing in her ears. She thought it might
be as peaceful as water, but it was still warm.
The phone rang, then stopped, then rang again and again. It kept ringing as if it had never been
answered.
She had thought to turn it off directly, but she was worried that Carlos would call her.
It seemed that she should make it clear to Ron.
There was no good for both of them if they went on pestering each other.
Taking a deep breath, she picked up the phone, but noisy voice came through from the other end of the
phone.
Like in a bar.
"Celia?"
The voice sounded more sober than usual, which made Celia speechless.
Since he was drunk, she could do nothing even if she wanted to have a good talk with him.
"Don't hang up. Listen to me, okay?"
Celia's imploring words somewhat stabbed into her heart. She had been with Ron for a long time, but
he seemed to have never been like this before.
She didn't hang up the phone, nor did she speak.
On the other hand, Ron was also silent. It had been a long time since he said anything.
As Celia was about to say something, a hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Celia, I miss you so much."
Except for the last time when he expressed his love for her outside the school, it seemed to be the first
time he said such words, which stirred a wave in her heart.
But the next moment, she shook her head and told herself that she should not fall in love with him
anymore.
Sometimes, if you missed something, you could never get it back.
"You are drunk. Go back home early!" She said in a cold and distant voice.
On the other side of the phone, Ron remained silent for a while. As he spoke again, his voice turned
hoarse from head to toe. "Celia, are you Are you in love with Carlos? "
Ron's words made Celia's heart skip a beat.
Love... Carlos
This question often popped up in her mind recently, but she never thought about it.
doesn't want to think, or doesn't dare to think?
"Ron, the matter between us has nothing to do with Carlos."
Maybe Carlos had played a role in this whole thing. But the real reason was they themselves.
"Celia, can you really give me another chance?"
Such a man like Ron made Celia somewhat disgusted.
Was it because people changed too fast? Or she never understood him?
"It's late. Where are you now? How about I call uncle Mo and ask him to pick you up? " Celia changed
the topic directly.
The faint sound of gulping wine came from the phone.
"Celia, see you tonight! The last time! Then we will have nothing to do with each other tomorrow! "
Celia's heart suddenly tightened when she heard what Ron had said.
From now on, on each side.
She had never imagined that they would end up like this.
That would be nice.
And start a new life with him.
"Where are you?"
"The night club."
"Okay."
Celia Ling hung up the phone and was about to change her clothes to go out.
however!
When will Carlos come back?
'if he finds out that I meet with Ron Mo, I will be in big trouble again.'.
Therefore, in order not to waste any time, she called Carlos and wanted to know when he would be
back.
On the open-air balcony of the top floor of a villa.
On the balcony there sat several handsome men with the best view.
Several of them were surrounded by beautiful women of different styles, while the man sitting in the
middle was cold handsome, sitting alone.
"Mr. Gu Uncle Carlos, it's not easy to get together with you so many times. Today is my birthday. Do
you want to refuse it? Now that we all came out to have fun, let's enjoy ourselves! "
Looking at the cold faced Buddha next to him, Terence finally couldn't help but speak.
During this period of time, not only uncle Carlos did not come out with him, but even Dylan had
disappeared.
If it weren't for his birthday, they wouldn't be invited!
"It's your birthday. All you need to do is to enjoy yourself." Carlos sipped the wine and said
expressionlessly.
Terence was speechless, "..."
"Hey, what happened to your master? Depression? " Terence asked Boris.
Boris cast a glance at him, but was worried about his master.
'there are two women at home now. Even if I were the boss, I wouldn't have the chance to get close to
them. But I'm afraid it will be all right after Ashley leaves tomorrow, ' thought Boris.
Suddenly, Carlos's phone rang.
Carlos looked down at the screen. His cold face finally began to melt.
Sitting next to him, Terence was very curious.
Carlos got up and walked slowly to the terrace. He stood by the rail, the night wind blowing and the
clothes hanging because of the long distance. When he heard the gentle voice from the phone, the
corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.
"Well Are you still busy? "
Celia asked cautiously. She couldn't let him know that she was about to go out.
"No, I'm not. Just stay with Dylan. " Her voice was so cold.
"Oh, don't you will stay up late?"
"What? Do you miss me? "
The words reminded Celia of the look on Carlos's face at the moment.
He must gloat over over over it, his eyes sparkling.
She blushed. She knew he would ask her this question!
"I'm just wondering. I'll go to bed if you come back too late."
She would never admit that she did miss him a little bit
"Can't you sleep without me?"
Someone was obviously keen on teasing his little woman.
Shit! shame on you!
"I'm going to sleep!" She replied in a coquettish tone. Before hanging up the phone, she couldn't help
but say, "you And do not drink too much. "
After saying that, she regretted.
Carlos teased her, "I know! Butler. "
After the meeting, Celia felt a bit guilty.
After all, she lied to Carlos.
But she only wanted to have a thorough closure with Ron.
Then she felt better.
She quickly changed her clothes and rushed out of the door.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening. It seemed that others had gone to bed.
The big villa was in deep silence. She walked on tiptoe and dare not even turn on the sound control
lamp.
When they finally went out of the main building, she didn't dare to run fast.
She was pregnant now.
Outside the villa, all lights were on. Street lamps were on in the yard, and the stone path was
brightened up.
A room on the second floor of the main building was lit up with soft light. The window was closed and
the falling white gauze curtain was lifted a little.
All the people stood behind the curtain and looked at the little figure in the yard disappearing in their
sight bit by bit. They could not help but smile in a pleasant yet cold manner.
Since she had known the existence of Celia, she had begun to investigate her.
Moreover, she had investigated all the people close to her.
Keep your friends close, and you will win a hundred battles.
If she had not investigated it clearly in advance, how could she find such an extremely clever way to kill
Celia with the help of Ron?
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