Boss Mo's Predestined Love Brought By Surrogacy Chapter 342 – Completely Out Of Communication

Chapter 342 Completely out of communication

But her fine facial features were pleased to the eye, which was not unusual to amaze the young man.

Misfortunes never came singly. Gu Yan had been frustrated by endless troubles these days. Her partner kept dunning Gu Yan for payment of debts. The growing stress for payment of debt freaked her out.

The money she got could only deal with the half of the debt. Gu Yan would be sued to court in three days and she might face the possibility of time in jail.

Manla had advised her to ask Mo Yichen for help, but Gu Yan refused it because of her self-respect.

In Gu Yan's eyes, she couldn't get over the barrier. She thought Mo Yichen should call her for forgiveness first whether she was to blame for their quarrel.

Gu Yan wouldn't call him unless she had to. Mo Yichen was her last straw. She couldn't use it easily at the risk of losing her face.

“Yan, it is difficult for you to deal with the troubles only by yourself. You have to know that now you have more than one enemy. Chen Qian is ruthless. It seems that she is about to ruined you.”

Manla persuaded Gu Yan as usual, but Gu Yan didn't take her advice. She just lowered her head without a word, stared at her phone or flicked a finger across her phone's screen.

“Okay, I'll call him if you don't.” Manla said. Seeing Gu Yan was indifferent, Manla knew the provocation was more effective than plain words.

Gu Yan got anxious at once when she saw Manla was dialing Mo Yichen's number. She was going to grab the phone held by Manla.

Of course Manla wouldn't let Gu Yan get her phone easily. They got into a scuffle and no one wanted to compromise.

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.

“Sorry! The subscriber you dialed is not available, please redial later…”

They heard a familiar female voice, burst into laugh embarra.s.sedly and stopped.

“What he is doing? Why he didn't answer the phone? See? Never count on a man. They always drop the ball at the last minute.”

“I haven't been able to get in touch with him for a long time. Is there anything wrong?”

Manla jabbered on and on. She scolded Mo Yichen and then pitied him. Gu Yan was not in the mood for the countless conjectures from Manla.

These days Gu Yan had been worn out physically and mentally and felt some overall muscle soreness. She wanted to do yoga to distract from c.r.a.p things.

Hearing the comfortable female voice from the TV, Gu Yan followed the woman on TV and did a very standard yoga pose expertly.

When Manla saw Gu Yan started to do yoga, she stopped those random thoughts. She sat on the sofa and started to play on the phone.

Manla was amazed that Gu Yan could complete difficult yoga poses one after another.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by Gu Yan's phone…

“Yan, it must be Mo Yichen. Go and answer the phone.”

Gu Yan hesitated for a second and the smile on her face was bright, rare and wide which Manla hadn't seen for a long time, like the s.h.i.+nning sun.

Gu Yan got up from her yoga mat, wore the slippers and rushed to the sofa to answer the phone.

“Ms. Gu, I have to warn you that there is little time left for you. Please abide by the contract and make compensation as agreed. If you fail to perform the contract, we will take legal action.”

Manla looked at Gu Yan. She knew something was wrong when she saw Gu Yan's stiff facial expression.

It was really hard to hear good news. Nothing really went right.

“Okay, got it. I'll pay the compensation in three days.”

Gu Yan said in a cold sharp tone, which scared the man on the other side of the phone, so his tone was tenderer.

“All right, sorry to bother you.” The man hung up. Gu Yan took a deep breath and focused on the yoga.

She closed eyes. The elegant yoga poses which performed by her charming figure made Gu Yan more attractive.

“Who?” The strong curiosity compelled Manla to ask.

“Who else it would be except the debtor? They call every day and tell me how much compensation is left unpaid. I've been used to it already.”

These people called three times a day from morning to night. Gu Yan had been used to this kind of life.

“Would you consider calling Mo Yichen? Maybe he can deal with it. Going on like this way is not the solution…”

Manla asked tentatively. She knew Gu Yan who was too stubborn to give in. Gu Yan always tried to be tough alone no matter what happened.

Gu Yan didn't reply because she didn't know how to refuse the suggestion. She couldn't think of any reason to reject under this kind of situation. She indeed needed help from others.

Manla stopped when she saw Gu Yan was in silence.

“I have to go to deal with something. Think about it.” Seriously looking at Gu Yan, Manla pointed at her and said in a severe tone.

Manla left on high heels with her bag. The sound of high heels was soon disappeared. A few moments later, Gu Yan was the only one left in the s.p.a.cious room.

“Shall I call him or not?” Gu Yan kept asked herself, “I don't know what to say if I call him. But I have been driven into a corner and I have no choices. I'm broke.”

“Forget it. I have nothing to lose. It is just a call. The past is the past and I have to move on. Maybe he has already forgotten that quarrel.” Gu Yan dialed Mo Yichen's number and held her phone to her ear gently.

However, she immediately hung up the phone less than five seconds. “No, no, no. If he has forgotten the quarrel, why doesn't he call me? He is really taking the biscuits. He hasn't contacted me for a long time.”

Gu Yan threw the phone aside and she couldn't help but think without a break. Finally, she burst into rage and kicked the phone away.

Gu Yan lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling. Her mind went blank but she couldn't stop struggling.

Finally, she decided to draw lots to decide whether to call Mo Yichen or not.

She found two pieces of paper of the same size. One with Mo Yichen's name on it represented she would call him, while the other blank meant that there was no need to call him.

Gu Yan tried three times and every time she got the paper with the name on it. Finally, she decided to call Mo Yichen to figure out what happened to him and ask him for help.

Gu Yan dialed the number again with anxiety. Her heart came to her throat and a sudden dizziness overpowered her when she listened to the beep on the phone. She was too nervous to breathe.

But Mo Yichen didn't answer the phone to the last beep.

She called several times but no one answered.

Gu Yan gave up. She threw her phone heavily on the sofa with a pale face and burst into crying finally.