The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband-Chapter 275 - : Fu Zhuo is Completely Disappointed _1

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: Fu Zhuo is Completely Disappointed _1

Fu Zhuo trembled with shock; has he been kicked out of the group by Ye Junqing?

This is a big deal!

Fu Zhuo immediately messaged Ye Junqing privately: [Lord Qing, Lord Qing, I was wrong, the hand must be yours.]

Then he received another system message: [Ye Junqing has initiated friend verification. You have not yet become his (her) friend. Please send a friend verification request first. Once the other party verifies you, you can start chatting. Send friend verification.]

What’s going on? How come he’s not even in Ye Junqing’s WeChat friends list anymore?

Fu Zhuo got scared and immediately called Ye Junqing, but all he heard from the phone was the standard female robotic voice: [Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently in use. Please try again later.]

Fu Zhuo trembled with unease, had Ye Junqing blocked his phone number too?

In their twenty-some years of knowing each other, this has never happened before. What was going on? He had been honestly handling project matters overseas, and the project had been progressing smoothly without any mishaps!!!

Fu Zhuo immediately jumped onto the small family group chat and cried out.

Fu Zhuo: [What happened? I was kicked out of the large family group by Ye Junqing, and I was deleted from WeChat, and my phone number was blocked. Did any of you see in the large group why Ye Junqing wanted to blacklist me?]

After sending it out, no one responded. He was the only one crying out in the group.

Fu Zhuo: [@Tang Zhou @Ji Qishu]

Fu Zhuo: [@Tang Zhou @Ji Qishu, what are you guys doing?]

Fu Zhuo: [@Tang Zhou @Ji Qishu, why aren’t you guys speaking?]

Two full minutes later…

Tang Zhou: [I was just grabbing red envelopes. Ye Junqing sent a lot of them, haha. I got the lucky draw each time. I’m on a lucky streak tonight. Wait for me, I’m going to continue grabbing red envelopes. By the way, why aren’t you grabbing any?]

Tang Zhou hadn’t seen Fu Zhuo’s first message in the group.

Fu Zhuo: [What? Ye Junqing is sending red envelopes in the group? How can I grab red envelopes if I’m not in the group! I was expelled from the group by Ye Junqing! You guys quickly help me find out what’s happening?]

Tang Zhou: [You got kicked out?]

Tang Zhou scrolled through his phone screen and finally saw the first message Fu Zhuo had sent in the group.

Tang Zhou: [What happened? How did you upset Ye Junqing? I’ll stop talking to you now lest I get implicated.]

Having said that, Tang Zhou went off happily to grab more red envelopes. The more red envelopes he grabbed, the easier it would be to take care of that little Leng Chenmo!

Fu Zhuo: [!! Are you my brother or not, come back]

However, no one paid attention to him. Everyone was busy grabbing red envelopes in the other family group, enjoying themselves.

After Ye Junqing casually sent out a dozen or so waves of red envelopes, he muted his phone, put it back into his pocket, and then lowered his head, silently looking at his own mermaid tail. The sight, in his eyes, was extremely beautiful.

Then he took off his shoes, lifted the covers, and lay down next to her. His long arm reached under her neck and gently pulled her into his arms.

Ye Xingguang slept until 9:30 in the evening and was woken up by the need to pee.

Upon awakening, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the man’s sturdy chest. She was momentarily dazed and then realized that half of her body was lying on top of the man’s, with one hand voluntarily wrapped around his arm. Her head was on his chest, and she could hear his powerful heartbeat.

As for the man, one hand was under her head as a pillow, the other leisurely twirling a lock of her hair. The ends of her hair were twisted around his fingertips, seemingly being played with.

Ye Xingguang didn’t move immediately, neither did Ye Junqing let go of the lock of hair wound around his fingertip. Instead, he used the end of her hair as a brush, gently stroked her nose a couple of times, and asked in a deep, tender voice, “Awake?”