Chapter 3: Getting into Trouble (2)

Han Yu sank and spoke.

The man with glasses and the fat man glanced at each other, but also did not say a word, and remained motionless in their sitting position.

"Han Yushen?"

The mobile phone is hands-free, and Zhou Cheng's crisp and pleasant voice reaches everyone's ears through the speaker.

He still didn't speak.

There was a quiet moment on the other end of the phone, and then Zhou Cheng's voice sounded slowly, and he seemed a little helpless: "I'll tell you something, don't be angry with me." ”

Say something? What's up? The people who eat melons are very curious.

Han Yushen suddenly extinguished his cigarette, canceled the hands-free, and got up to go to the balcony with his mobile phone in his hand.

The fat man looked cloudy and whispered, "Doesn't Brother Shen hate that woman?" How do you feel like you care? ”

The man in glasses raised his foot and kicked him, "What nonsense? You don't know the woman Brother Shen likes? ”

In the villa, Zhou Cheng sat on the sofa, stroked the cat in his arms, and said, "I accidentally broke the vase in your study, but don't worry, I have already sent someone to find the same model." ”

After speaking, she waited quietly for a long time, but the other party didn't even say a word.

Could it be that he wasn't listening at all?

Just when Zhou Cheng was thinking about whether to hang up the phone, Han Yushen's voice suddenly sounded without warning, cold and with a hint of mockery: "Do you think I don't know what tricks you are playing?" Want to trick me into going back and curing you sooner? ”

Zhou Cheng: "......"

It's really worse than Dou E.

Before she could think of what to say, the phone was hung up.

Zhou Cheng glanced at the broken vase on the coffee table, then looked down at the harmless little kitten, and sighed.

"Tell me about you, what's so fun in the study? Okay, right? ”

After Han Yu hung up the phone, he smoked a whole cigarette on the balcony alone.

The moon is very round tonight, the moonlight is like water, and his back is full of the breath of the living.

The fat man didn't dare to disturb, and the man with glasses shook his head in confusion while holding his chin, and said to himself, "It's quite strange." Could it be that he quarreled with He Qing? ”

When the fat man heard He Qing's name, his eyes widened, and he whispered: "Brother Shen is married, what else do you mention He Qing." ”

When the man with glasses thought of He Qing's heartbroken appearance at the wedding, he suddenly became angry and said: "It's all to blame on that Zhou Cheng, who you like is not good, why does it have to be Brother Shen?" ”

Fat man: "You are jealous that Brother Shen is attractive." ”

Man in glasses: "......"

Han Yu walked into the room with a smell of smoke, and the fat man and the man with glasses glanced at each other and closed their mouths.

Han Yu sat down, staring at the screen of his mobile phone and typing, without any intention of continuing to play cards.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a little weird, the fat man said cautiously: "Brother Shen, if you don't rest early, Chen San and I will come to you tomorrow." ”

Han Yushen has a cold temperament and few words, as long as she doesn't say no, then it means acquiescence.

Chen San stood up, intending to clean up the mess on the table.

The fat man brought the trash can to the table and emptied the ashtray full of cigarette butts into the trash can, and at this moment, a low, slightly hoarse voice sounded:

"Pack your things, we'll go back tomorrow morning."

It's Han Yushen.

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Zhou Cheng was woken up by a phone call in the morning.

"Little orange, I asked someone to find the vase you were looking for, but the other party refused to sell it, what's the matter?" It was He Youyou's voice.

Zhou Cheng turned over, shrunk himself into the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not bad for money, you let him make a price." ”

"But people said that they wouldn't sell it at a sky-high price."

Just a vase, so rare? Zhou Cheng got up from the quilt, frowned, and said, "Give me his personal information, and I'll get it." ”