An old hot pot restaurant five streets away from Fuda, although it is a separate courtyard with two red lanterns, it is quite secluded and inconspicuous.

In a small private room of the hot pot restaurant, Zheng Fan sat happily opposite each other, the traditional charcoal copper pot continued to be fragrant with meat, the master's hand-cut mutton was very good, the mutton was cut thin and transparent, and it was even more tender and delicious when it was soaked, with authentic hot pot dipping sauce, and a few refreshing side dishes, Zheng Fan was sweating profusely.

A Yuquan square bottle was ordered on the table, which was not a high-end wine, but the cost performance was still okay.

Unlike Fang Xinran, who drank in a hurry and had a slightly drunk face, Zheng Fan had not finished drinking a glass of wine, but he was feasting and eating a lot.

"Usually Zhang Luo is very happy, why don't you drink?"

Fang Xinran raised his glass slightly, drank all the wine in the cup, and his reddened face slightly showed a playful beauty.

"It's just you, some can't drink, get some appropriately, just make it hot, the key is that I'm afraid that you will get drunk and troublesome." Zheng Fan smiled happily at the other party, but the beauty was absent-minded at the moment.

Zheng Fan and Fang Xinran at the wine table had their own thoughts, but what he revealed was not obvious.

"Don't brag there, I'm a good drinker, and there's nothing wrong with drinking a bottle myself." Fang Xinran's beautiful eyes were moist, as if he wanted to inquire about Zheng Fan's thoughts.

"There is still a big difference between a good amount of alcohol and a 'massive', and it is not a festival or a happy event, so it is safer for a girl to drink a little less." Zheng Fan took out a cigarette and lit it, and lightly reminded Fang Xinran to take a sip.

Thinking of Han Yun and Hao Liang leaving, coupled with the fact that they were happily eating together with Fang at this moment, Zheng Fan couldn't help but secretly sigh at the wheel of fate.

"Zheng Fan, are you interested in that Han Yun? The chasers have chased everyone to the door of the women's dormitory, which is really embarrassing. Fang Xinran pouted, which made Zheng Fan feel sudden, and he felt like he was choked.

"It's okay, after all, she's the flower of our international finance department."

Zheng Fan coughed lightly and said embarrassed words, although it was perfunctory, but he subconsciously felt that he mentioned 'okay', but he was afraid that he didn't know what it was like.

Speaking of which, even in the previous life, Zheng Fan did not have much intersection with Han Yun, but with a sense of persistence, he inquired about some news about her.

"Miss Ben is still a tweed, I advise you, a toad, don't always have unrealistic illusions, look at that Han Yun is not the same person as you." Fang happily glanced at Zheng Fan, revealing a sense of contempt.

"It's not a fantasy to have a good feeling, and I don't want to be anything, it's good to eat and chat together if I have nothing to do." Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows, and the other party happily showed an indecent and provocative look.

Fang Xinran found that the thick-skinned Zheng Fan intentionally or unintentionally aimed his eyes at her crisp breasts, and couldn't help glaring at the other party fiercely.

"Speaking of the eldest lady of the rich family, the nutrition is really good, if you don't go back to school in the evening, we can find a place to discuss it in depth." Seeing that Fang Xinran was not to be outdone and straightened her waist, Zheng Fan couldn't help but admire her figure.

"Damn!"

Regarding Zheng Fantian's shameless watching and harassment, Fang Xinran even had a feeling that he was not wearing clothes and was looked at by him.

"It's not too early, hurry up and eat the rest, let's go." Finding that Fang Xinran had a look of shame, Zheng Fan shifted his target and attacked the shabu on the table again.

"Don't try to beat my mind."

Fang Xinran's tone was resolute, and he clenched his fist as a threat.

"What's in mind, I mean send you back to school."

Zheng Fan raised his eyelids while eating the hot pot, with a dead expression of forced laughter.

"Shameless guy ......"

Fang Xinran, who blushed, had a feeling that he had nowhere to vent, and he was willing to rush up immediately and strangle Zheng Fan to death.

Facing Fang Xinran's hateful eyes, Zheng Fan didn't make any more mistakes, but just ate hot pot with a light smile on his face, and his mood seemed to improve.

On the steaming hot pot table, although Zheng Fan didn't speak, seeing that he was eating seriously and sweating profusely, Fang Xinran's mood gradually eased up, and he began to think about his request to acquire the investment company.

From the beginning of knowing Zheng Fan, Fang Xinran always had a feeling that he couldn't see through him, and he unconsciously became a strong curiosity about him.

After a meal, until the things on the table were almost eaten, Zheng Fan showed a satisfied smile and got up to go out to settle the bill.

"I see you've drunk a lot too, can you go back?"

Zheng Fan stood in the small courtyard and said happily to Fang Xinran, who had a slightly drunken beauty.

"No, there is no car, you carry me?"

Fang happily glanced at Zheng Fan, but instead observed his reaction.

"It's lively when you go out."

Zheng Fan looked at Fang Xinran, who was wearing a white floral shirt, a strap skirt, black body pants, and a pair of small black leather shoes, although he had a look of appreciation, he didn't mean to take the opportunity to go up.

Fang Xinran's huge twin peaks held the white floral blouse high, because of the relationship between the black strap skirt, the waist was tied very tightly, which showed more graceful and proud, and the body pants outlined the strong and high buttocks, and the very tempting figure was extremely eye-catching.

It was not too late, Zheng Fan and Fang Xinran walked side by side, although they didn't say too much, they were very harmonious with each other, but their hearts were secretly a little throbbing.

Unconsciously, Fang Xinran, who entered the school gate, even had a feeling of coming back so soon.

"If you want to buy an investment company, I'll help you keep an eye on it." When he was about to return to the women's dormitory, Fang Xinran gave Zheng Fan a word.

In fact, before this, Fang Xinran had already decided to help Zheng Fan inquire, and mentioning it at this moment was more of a temptation for this mysterious man.

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

Zheng Fan just smiled, and he didn't mean to worry at all.

It wasn't until Fang Xinran entered the women's dormitory that Zheng Fan raised his head and looked at the window of Han Yun's bedroom.

Finding that the light in Han Yun's bedroom was on, Zheng Fan did not have the joy that it was still early, but shook his head and turned to leave.

Although Fang Xinran and Han Yun live in the same women's dormitory, they are not the same department, and the entrance of the building where they are located is also different, if they don't meet on the road, there are not many opportunities to intersect.

"Dididi! Tick tick! ”

Because of the close relationship from school to home, just as Zheng Fan was about to go back to the men's dormitory, the pager on his waist rang.

"Can't wait?"

Zheng Fan looked at the homeline number displayed on the pager, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, secretly sighing that his aunt was watching closely.

Zheng Fan, who slowly walked out of the gate of the university, found a public phone booth outside the school when the pager rang again.

"Hey, Zheng Fan?"

dialed the phone at home, and before Zheng Fan could speak first, Xiao Yue's slightly anxious voice had already sounded in the microphone.

"Auntie, is there something going on at home?"

Despite the serial calls of Xiao Yue in his heart, Zheng Fan still heard that her tone was a little unusual.

"The museum seems to have been burglarized, I have to go over tonight to count the items, if you don't go home, you don't have to come back, just stay in the school dormitory, and pay attention to your own safety." Xiao Yue's statement made Zheng Fan look stunned.

Xiao Yue at home seemed to be in a hurry, and before Zheng Fan could respond, he had already put down the phone.

"Damn broken pager!"

Zheng Fan, who originally planned to live in the school, thought that Xiao Yue was going to urge him to go home, but he was walked outside the school to make a call, and he inevitably complained that the communication tools were not effective.

"Looks like it's time to get a phone."

looked down at Zheng Fan, who was looking at the BB machine on his waist, sighed and muttered, but did not go to school.

"Zanghui Hall, do you know how to get there?"

Zheng Fan, who got into a taxi at the school gate, was worried about confirming to the driver.

"That little museum in Baoxia Hutong in Pujiang District, right?"

The taxi driver drove away, and he was quite confident in recognizing the road.

Hearing that the driver knew the place, Zheng Fan just nodded, without meaning to talk to him more.

Xiao Yue also graduated from Fu University and can be regarded as Zheng Fan's senior sister, but she is a history department, engaged in professional research in history and archaeology, and currently works in a private museum called Zanghuitang.

In the past, Zheng Fan was not interested in Xiao Yue's industry, in his opinion, although the professional research of history and archaeology is cold to laymen, but in the industry, he has to deal with people of three religions and nine streams, and the degree of entanglement of interests and the mixing of dragons and snakes is far beyond the imagination of other industries.

It wasn't until Zheng Fan experienced the car accident and vaguely felt the magic of the beads he was wearing that he had the idea of going to Zanghui Hall to see it now.

"The bead that my aunt gave me may have a lot to do with my misfortune and rebirth, but since I woke up and completely regained consciousness, I haven't seen the bead again!" Zheng Fan struggled to remember the person who hit him with his car, and subconsciously touched his chest with his right hand.

Because the car accident in the previous life came so suddenly, that although Zheng Fan had a faint sense of familiarity with the murderer, he couldn't be sure who the driver was.

Zheng Fan still remembers that in the previous life, just recently, his aunt Xiao Yue didn't know where to get back a black bead with a simple pattern and handed it to him, but before he suffered a car accident, he had always worn it as a delicate jewelry around his neck.

"Could it be that the theft of the museum this time has something to do with the mysterious bead that my aunt took back from the previous life?" Hearing Xiao Yue's statement on the phone this time, why Zheng Fan had a series of speculations, even he couldn't tell.

At night, the car was quite smooth, and Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the back seat, was in a mixed mood, and his speculation about some things was like seeing flowers in a fog, and it was difficult to grasp the key.

"Passenger, when you arrive, you can see the Zanghui Hall when you go in and keep walking."

Within 40 minutes, the taxi driver had already driven the car to the mouth of Baoxia Hutong in Pujiang District.

Zheng Fan, who was interrupted by the driver's complicated thoughts, straightened his mind and got out of the car after paying.

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