Lu Yang was stunned for a moment and did not answer this question immediately.

Qiao Xihe smiled gloomily, if there is no way to explain this problem reasonably, then it means that everything Lu Yang said before is not credible, although she does not fully believe his explanation of the design draft and relationship exposure now.

She picked up her glass and drank the last bit of lemonade.

Perhaps, their conversation is coming to an end.

I don't know which person in the café is Pei Tingyuan.

Just now, while refuting the others, she took the opportunity to take a clear look at the other guests.

In addition to the somewhat eccentric middle-aged man, there are three girlfriends sitting in the corner talking and laughing and playing with their mobile phones, a couple is feeding each other sweetly, as for saying that she and Lu Yang are in a relationship, it is a woman sitting alone at the bar.

In his thirties, he wore heavy makeup and dressed up flamboyantly, with short burgundy hair, a bright yellow short skirt, a short-sleeved denim shirt on the outside, black fishnet stockings wrapped around his legs, a pair of haters of the same color as his hair on his feet, and necklaces and bracelets that looked heavy on his neck and ankles.

Qiao Xihe can be sure that this person is definitely not Pei Tingyuan's disguise, because Pei Tingyuan, who is more than 1.9 meters tall, will not have a figure with a big chest and a thin waist and a figure of 1.6 meters.

In addition, there is a man wearing a cowboy hat, a thick beard, and a pair of round sunglasses, with a guitar case next to him, wearing a slightly fancy denim suit, and a pair of black boots on his feet, punk and modern. Across from him, sat a similarly dressed woman, two men arguing in a whisper, the words that came from the staccato seemed to be at odds over songwriting.

Another is a literary young man wearing black-framed glasses, long hair in the middle, and a white shirt and jeans. The man covered most of his face with a book with an English cover, and he was so engrossed that the delicious banana pie on the table was probably cold.

Qiao Xihe couldn't be sure which person was Pei Tingyuan.

After all, it is an unexpected Pei Tingyuan, except for some restrictions, she will believe that he is dressed as a sloppy beggar.

Although she couldn't see anyone, she had a feeling that Pei Tingyuan was by her side.

So, this person's camouflage skills are really superb...... Qiao Xihe sighed in his heart, then put down the glass, and his eyes fell on the man opposite.

Lu Yang's face was pale, and she didn't say a word in the few seconds she thought quickly.

Qiao Xihe asked, "Say, Mr. Lu, I'm very curious about your company." ”

Lu Yang coughed lightly and said: "L.X means very simply, L refers to the pinyin initials of my third uncle's surname, and X ......"

Qiao Xihe lifted it all of a sudden, held his breath, and listened to his explanation.

"X, it's my third aunt, her surname is Xu, so it's X. Lu Yang said: "Actually, this company was established by the third uncle for me, so in order to show respect and commemoration, the name L.X was determined, after all, Xu's side did not allow him to establish the company by himself, so he used my company to realize a dream." ”

Qiao Xihe was dumbfounded, never expecting that L.X would have such an explanation.

She only remembered Lu Yang's third uncle Lu Qingping, but she forgot that Lu Qingping's wife's surname was Xu, and she obviously had a relationship with the Xu family......

Lu Yang looked at Qiao Xihe and asked with concern, "Qiao...... Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing!" Qiao Xihe turned around and reacted, wanting to get water to drink, but remembered that the lemonade had just been drunk.

Actually, L.X's "X" refers to her "stream" is indeed a bit in front of her, after all, Lu Yang has been calling her "Qiaoqiao", if this company is related to her, and Lu Yang remembers her, it should be "Q".

But...... Maybe it can be explained by the surnames of Lu Qingping and Miss Xu?

Qiao Xihe didn't think that she could trust Lu Yang so easily, so many things had happened, how could she still expect her to trust the people around her simply and naively?

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Qiao Xihe asked, now she just wanted to know who Pei Tingyuan was disguised as, and ...... I want to go home for dinner with Pei Tingyuan.

The apple pie is delicious, and the portion is not small, but it can't fill your stomach.

Lu Yang looked outside, it was already dark, and the streets were brightly lit, showing the prosperity of the city.

"No, I'm sorry to delay you for so long, or ...... Shall I invite you to dinner here?"

Qiao Xihe picked up his bag and mobile phone and got up, "No need, I made an appointment with my husband to have dinner together." What you said today, let's go back and ask Miss An, farewell. With that, she turned and left.

Joe ...... Miss!" Lu Yang shouted.

Qiao Xihe didn't look back, and walked straight out of the café.

Ji Yang greeted him, "Mrs. Pei, the car is waiting for you at the entrance of the alley." ”

"Thanks, sorry for your trouble. Qiao Xihe took out a small mirror with makeup from his bag and looked at his face, but in fact, he looked at the situation in the café through the mirror.

Lu Yang hunched his back and sat on the sofa low, not moving.

And she is still not sure who Pei Tingyuan is.

"Ji Yang, is your President Pei really in the café?" she asked in a low voice.

Ji Yang said: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Pei, I don't know. ”

"Okay. Qiao Xihe felt that there was a kitten tickling in her heart, and she was very uncomfortable when she scratched it, and she was eager to know the truth, but she was afraid that when Pei Tingyuan returned home, she would have changed back into her normal clothes.

She thought about it and simply sent a text message to Pei Tingyuan.

"Don't take off your disguise, just go home, I want to see if my guess is right!"

After the text message was successfully sent, she put away her mobile phone and small mirror, walked out of the alley without hurrying, and got into the car parked on the side of the road.

Back in the dark and quiet apartment, Qiao Xihe slumped on the sofa, took out the voice recorder from his bag, listened to it, and the whole recording was very clear. She struggled to get up again, turned on the computer, and backed it up.

After doing this, she slumped back on the sofa, recalled the conversation with Lu Yang, and fell asleep unconsciously.

She was awakened by the sound of chopping vegetables and a range hood, and she opened her eyes in a daze, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and then came back to her senses, sat on the couch, listened carefully to the movement around her for a few seconds, and then jumped up and rushed to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was hidden, and she didn't want to, so she pushed it open.

Standing in front of the cooking table was a strange and somewhat familiar back.

"Ting Yuan?" Qiao Xihe called out loudly.

The figure paused, then turned around and smiled at Qiao Xihe, "Qiaoqiao, did you guess right?"