沈凌倚在栏杆上，懒洋洋的说着：“我正陪我家老头谈个跨国收购案，没那闲工夫飞回去安慰你。对了，有没有看中的包包，我回去时买给你。”                                                                                蒋慕承眯了眯眼，耐着性子：“沈凌，我耐心有限，明天回来。”                                                                                沈凌笑说：“蒋小四，你求我，只要你求我，我就回去。”                                                                                “你怎么不去死！”蒋慕承气的切断了电话。                                                                                蒋慕承挂了电话后又发了条信息给沈凌，叮嘱他明天要回来，还把袁氏的事情跟他简单说了下。                                                                                回到卧室时，卧室的灯全部关掉，蒋慕承也没再打开，在门口站了一会儿，等到眼睛适应了黑色，能看清房间里的一切，他才朝床边走去。                                                                                床上空空荡荡的，哪还有人影。                                                                                蒋慕承心里咯噔一下，来不及思考，转身就往门口跑去。                                                                                “有狗追你吗！”