Chapter 30: Escape

Yan Sheng immediately got up, took advantage of Fu Zhan's lack of attention, and walked quickly to the door, and as soon as the door was pulled, the person ran away.

All men in the world are colorful, she remembers this sentence clearly and profoundly, a man just opened meat in the afternoon, and he will definitely not let her go tonight, and he will be safe early.

Fu Zhan turned around after pouring two glasses of water on the bar counter, saw that there was no one on the sofa, shouted, no one answered, and looked around again, but still no one was found.

His face darkened, and he pulled out his phone to make a call.

Yan Sheng just walked out of the community, heard the phone ringing and took it out to take a look, and hesitated to answer it when she saw the caller ID, and in the end, she chose the latter.

Let's get in the car and get home first.

I stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and when I got in the car and turned on my mobile phone, there were already six missed calls.

After Yan Sheng reported the address to the driver, he called him back.

"Hey, Fu Zhan, I remembered that I still have a courier to receive at home, so I'll go back first, and we'll see you tomorrow."

"Hide from me?"

The voice was so cold that it could freeze to death, but fortunately I wasn't in front of him.

Yan Sheng smiled, "I didn't hide from you, didn't I say it, there is a courier to receive at home, and it can't be delayed." ”

"You didn't answer my phone just now?" He ignored her rotten excuses, his voice deep and cold.

"I put my phone on silent in my bag just now, I didn't hear it, I didn't mean not to answer it."

At this time, you have to coax him well, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that he will not rush to her house and pry her door and go directly to her.

Although the afternoon is quite enjoyable except for the beginning and the back, but if you want this kind of thing, there is no love, and you always feel that something is missing when you do it, so it's better to do less.

Yan Sheng sneered when he heard him sneer, and said: "Get married the day after tomorrow, you can hide for another night tomorrow night, you can hide for one night or two nights, but there will definitely be no third night, tonight, let you go." ”

Yan Sheng: "......"

His sworn and confident tone was annoying.

Yan Sheng hung up the phone angrily.

After I get married, I'll go on business trips every day to see what you do with me, huh.

After hanging up Fu Zhan's phone for a while, Yan Sheng's mobile phone rang again.

Her top boss must have urged her to ask for a manuscript again, Yan Sheng pursed his lips and picked it up.

"Shengsheng, I heard Zhaoyan say that you are getting married?"

"yes, I'm married."

"Shengsheng, aren't you comfortable living alone, it's only been two days and you married yourself on the weekend, and you haven't notified me yet, don't think that you don't have to rush the design draft if you take marriage leave, how long have you been in arrears?"

When her name was called, she was still soft-spoken, and when she talked about it, it became a sharp voice, and her head hurt again.

"I'll leave it to you when I go back from my wedding leave, okay, let me get married with peace of mind?"

Yu Qiansong's tone changed, and he was serious gossip, "Who do you want to marry, if you are uglier than me, poorer than me, I advise you not to marry, or marry me, if you really can't marry Xu Zhaoyan, I don't think other men are good things, they are handsome and cheating, ugly and spicy, rich and uneasy, and have no money to eat soft rice, so, Ma Yu quit the marriage, and we have a career." ”

Yan Sheng supported his forehead, did this person forget to take medicine again, he is a man, and he will really belittle a man in righteousness.

"It's no fun to withdraw from the marriage, the wedding is the day after tomorrow, do you want to send me a share of the money?" Yan Sheng said leisurely, turning his head to look out the window at the busy traffic.

Yu Qiansong smiled ruffianly, "That's okay, how about handing over the red envelope with one hand and the design draft with the other?" ”

"I can't hand it over, I've been busy getting married for the past two days, and I don't have time to paint, don't come if you don't give money, and I don't want to greet you anyway."