The next night, Wen Muyao returned to the hotel after filming, and when she walked through the hotel lobby and was about to take the elevator upstairs, the front desk stopped her.

"Miss Wen."

The front desk handed her a large bouquet of fiery roses and said with a smile: "This is sent by Mr. Zhou, saying that he will hand it over to you in person." ”

"Mr. Zhou?"

Wen Muyao took the flower and frowned.

She doesn't know anyone surnamed Zhou, and the few people she knows are all on odds with her, who will send it?

She carried the flower back to her room, casually placed it on the table, and a card fell out of the bouquet with an address written on it: Linhai Street Night Bar.

Wen Muyao looked at this address and had a little impression in his mind.

This bar is the kind of bar that is not very serious, there are many people in the leather and meat business, and she once heard makeup artist Xiaomeng mention that she went to that bar in her last relationship to catch her ex-boyfriend's rape......

So who is this "Mr. Zhou" who gave her flowers and wanted to ask her to go to the bar?

The more Wen Muyao thought about it, the more weird she felt, and threw the flowers and cards into the trash can.

Fu Lin had done something similar before - sending her flowers and inviting her out.

But the place where Fu Lin invited her out was a restaurant, which was an upright place, and a noisy place like a bar, she would definitely not go without knowing the situation, so she threw it without any burden.

The next day, when the waiter cleaned up the house, he disposed of the flowers and cards in the trash can, and Wen Muyao forgot about it.

But when she returned to the hotel in the evening, the front desk stopped her again: "Miss Wen, someone has sent you flowers again." ”

Wen Muyao paused and walked over.

This time it was still a large bouquet of fiery roses, exactly the same as yesterday's bouquet, and she took it and asked, "Who sent the flowers?" ”

“…… It's a bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses.,It looks like it's supposed to be sent for someone else.。 ”

"Okay, thank you."

Wen Muyao thanked the front desk and went back to the bedroom with the flowers.

She searched through the bouquet and found another card, but this time the address was a restaurant.

It seems that the person who delivered the flowers yesterday found out that he didn't show up for the appointment, so he changed the address to a relatively safe place, hoping that he would come over.

It's a pity that the other party thought wrong, he just changed the address to the door of the police station, and she wouldn't go over.

However, Wen Muyao was a little vigilant in her heart: Who was so persistent in sending her flowers and wanting to invite her out? Who is Mr. Zhou, and will he be the person she thinks he is?

She threw the flowers and cards together as usual, and this time she didn't even wait for the waiter to collect the garbage, and went downstairs to empty the trash can, otherwise the flowers were really blocked when they looked at the house.

On the afternoon of the third day, Wen Muyao returned to the hotel after filming, and when she passed by the lobby, she thought of what happened two days ago, and deliberately looked at the front of the stage to see if there were any flowers.

Wen Muyao felt relieved that she didn't see the flowers this time, but as soon as she turned around to go to the elevator, the front desk stopped her again: "...... Miss Wen. ”

“……”

"What's wrong?"

She walked over and asked.

The front desk took out a cardboard box from under the cabinet and handed it to her, and said softly: "This is something that Mr. Zhou asked someone to give you during the day, please accept it." ”

Wen Muyao frowned, and didn't take it immediately: "Have you checked the contents of the carton?" ”

"No, we don't dare to take away the guest's belongings, but when we sent them, we used a metal detector to inspect them, and they were not dangerous items inside."