After a fairly harmonious lunch, Yu Fan and the three of them walked outside the restaurant, and before they reached the door of the restaurant, Chen Lulu's mobile phone rang, she looked at the display of the mobile phone screen, and then looked at Yu Fan walking beside her, and then pressed the answer button.

"Xiao Li, have you arrived? You're too slow. ”

The phone was connected, and Chen Lulu said angrily into the phone.

"Arrived, immediately to the Holiday Inn, where are you?" The man named Xiao Li on the other end of the phone said.

"It's too late! My sister has to go back now, we've already had lunch. ”

Chen Lulu glanced at Yu Fan walking beside her while making a phone call, she saw Yu Fan looking at her with a slight frown, and hurriedly walked out while making a phone call, and soon opened a distance from Yu Fan and Chen Zihao.

"What does Yu Fan do?"

Chen Zihao glanced at Chen Lulu, who was far away to make a call, and then asked Yu Fan, who was walking quietly.

"I'm a painter." Yu Fan replied politely with a smile.

"Oh, no wonder. At first glance, you are a very quiet girl. ”

When Chen Zihao heard Yu Fan say that he was painting, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and his face showed a touch of interest.

Yu Fan only smiled faintly when he heard this, and walked forward.

Chen Zihao didn't want to talk to him when he saw Yu Fan walking forward, and he wasn't annoyed. A pair of fine yin eyes looked at Yu Fan's figure, shining brightly.

"Yu Fan, can we be good friends?"

Although Chen Zihao looks average, he has the taste of a mature man when he laughs. He strode up to Yu Fan, walked beside Yu Fan, looked at Yu Fan and asked with a smile.

"Well, yes!"

Yu Fan looked at the man in front of him with a gentle smile on his face, nodded and said with a smile.

"Give me your mobile phone, and you can call me at any time if you need me in the future."

Chen Zihao looked at the mobile phone Yu Fan was holding in his hand, stretched out his hand and said.

"Uh, that." Yu Fan said with some hesitation.

"Bring it, what's the number?" Chen Zihao looked at Yu Fan who was hesitating, reached out and took the mobile phone in Yu Fan's hand, and then looked up with the mobile phone and asked Yu Fan.

"Give me back your phone first."

Yu Fan frowned and snatched his mobile phone from Chen Zihao's hand. Thanks to Bai Yuntian, Yu Fan's most annoying thing now is that others take her mobile phone without her consent.

"Uh. All right. ”

Chen Zihao didn't expect Yu Fan to have such a big reaction, he said to Yu Fan with a little apology.

Yu Fan snatched back his mobile phone and reluctantly told Chen Zihao his phone number.

Chen Zihao listened and pressed the number, and then dialed it out by the way, until the mobile phone in Yu Fan's hand rang, and he hung up the phone with a smile.

"Yufan children, please advise me in the future."

Chen Zihao stretched out his hand and touched Yu Fan's head, then said with a smile.

"You. . . Who are the children? I'm 23 years old, okay. Don't touch my head. ”

Yu Fan was very dissatisfied with Chen Zihao's sudden touch on her head, she glared at Chen Zihao angrily and protested.

"Oh, that's 23."

Chen Zihao was not annoyed when he saw Yu Fan glaring at him angrily, but looked at Yu Fan with interest and smiled.

At this moment, not far away, Chen Lulu had already hung up the phone and was standing next to a Mercedes-Benz sports car, talking to a handsome man who was dressed fashionably, dyed with brown-red hair, and handsome.