"Why did Miss Hua remember to call me? Do you like me? Zhuang Zhou said jokingly.

"How could it be. You're thinking too much. I'll call you entirely because that guy Song Fusheng didn't answer the phone. Is he next to him now? If you're there, you let him answer the phone! ”

Song Fusheng glanced at Zhuang Zhou and signaled him not to talk about the matter here, Zhuang Zhou understood. "No. Yesterday we played games all night and he's still sleeping. Haven't I been woken up by your serial death-killing calls? Zhuang Zhou's acting skills are really amazing, and he yawned very appropriately, looking like he didn't wake up.

Shen Qingjia's eyes bulged out because he was too surprised, he really didn't expect this Zhuang Zhou to lie so slippery. He is such a good-looking person, many people must like it, maybe he often plays tricks to deceive little girls. Although it is said that it is wrong to inexplicably button people's hats and look at people with colored glasses, Shen Qingjia's inner activities at this moment are interpreted in this way. This is her real evaluation of Zhuang Zhou at the moment, and it has nothing to do with the truth.

"I'm sorry. If Song Fusheng wakes up later, you remember to remind him to call me back, I have something to look for him. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I said I was looking for him, why should I tell you?"

“…… Also. So that's it? ”

"How else?"

"Miss Hua has a treat another day. After all, you've disturbed my dreams. You should always make up for your brother, right? ”

Shen Qingjia looked at Zhuang Zhou's unchanging and nonsense look, which was really an eye-opener. Originally, Zhuang Zhou's first impression in her heart was still very good - it was the kind of fresh and refined image of a classical nobleman. Now this image has instantly become four words - playboy.

"You are looking for Song Fusheng for this, after all, he didn't answer my phone first. You are his friend, and you can't be wrong with asking him for compensation. Hua Rujin replied in line with Zhuang Zhou's words.

Hua Bijin is also a girl with sharp teeth. Zhuang Zhou sighed in his heart. At the end of the day, the friends of powerful people are all the same ruthless characters.

"Miss Hua is right. Good bye? ”

"Goodbye."

Hua Rujin hung up the phone after saying goodbye. Listen to that piercing beep. Zhuang Zhou's heart was very comfortable. Now there's finally something new to talk about. Even if the two in front of him don't immediately release their suspicions, they can at least have a short united front. Zhuang Zhou's tentative opening:

"How? You both hear you clearly, right? Well? Miss Hua estimated that she would come to Dijing Garden in the next two days. It's my prediction, but I'm 100% accurate. ”

Shen Qingjia relieved the state of nervous tension. She now has to start thinking about how to tell Hua Bijin that she will live in Song Fusheng's house from today onwards. "Song Fusheng, how are you going to explain to Bijin that I want to live in your house?"

Song Fusheng put away his thoughts, and he looked at Shen Qingjia puzzled for a long time: "I never need to report to her when I do anything." It has nothing to do with her. Why do you ask? ”

"Just ask if there's nothing." Shen Qingjia didn't know what her heart was weak, but some of the worries in her heart were weakened a lot because of Song Fusheng's resolute attitude.

"Just ask?" Song Fusheng frowned. Honestly, he didn't believe it.

"Hmm!" Shen Qingjia nodded his head as if he was beating a drum.

"......" Song Fusheng stopped asking when he saw this.

Zhuang Zhou watched the two resume normal conversation, and the burden in his heart was also slightly lighter. But they really aren't worried about what it will be like to meet tomorrow? Zhuang Zhou began to look forward to tomorrow.