C15

"detective uncle, I found a strange matter and asked you a question. In the end, what kind of family are you from, to go out to cheat and kidnap on the premise that you are very rich?"

Chen Huan couldn't figure it out, so she walked around the room a few times and stopped. On the other side, when Zhao Zheng returned to the Hamp.Z Headquarters, he arranged for the lawyer and secretary to go and purchase the room opposite Chen Huan's.

Before there was even a clue, Chen Huan's side sent over messages one after another. He knew that little evil girl was acting a little abnormal today, and had become extremely emotional. However, he did not know that all of this was because little evil girl had sent her a message, but he had not been able to receive a reply for a long time.

He picked up his cell phone, and carefully calmed down the excitement and emotion from meeting her just now. His finger stayed in the air for a while, then quickly dropped to the ground, "little evil girl, I was rather busy today, so I wasn't able to get online. We've only just seen the information. Tell us what's going on? "

"That's right..." So it was like this. Chen Huan embellished the details of how she met Old Chen, how she was blackmailed by him, and how she was panicking, dizzy, Old Chen and the hospital combined and killed her for over ten thousand yuan in detail.

When she first saw him enter, she didn't forget to add a drooling emoji.

"Oh, that little swindler is very handsome?" Zhao Zheng intentionally pretended to eat, in order to trick her into revealing more of his first impression of himself.

"Yeah, he's really handsome. It's just that the feeling it gave me was that of a pretty boy's face! [Hmm, a man of talent, but a man of gold and jade, a loser...] "Hey, uncle, when are you going to let me touch you? I really need comfort!"

"Maybe it's just an illusion. How could there be a discrepancy? Perhaps you have misunderstood him. Didn't you say that he is a lodging provider... "Think about it, a mansion like that is not something that you can rent on normal occasions …"

Being suspected by Chen Huan to be a pretty boy, Zhao Zheng almost failed to catch his breath. Was this girl really that pretty?

He touched his chin with his hand and asked Zhao Zhen who was seated opposite to him. Zhao Zhen, who had been sizing him up ever since he entered the door, "Feng, do I look weak? It's just that it's rather pretty, the type of face that a sissy would want! "

"Heavens, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Zhen was stunned for a long time before he spoke. With both of his hands on the desk, he brought his face closer to Zhao Zheng's face:

"I noticed that you're a bit abnormal recently. Yesterday, you had Little Xu disguise yourself and drive out your Rolls-Royce Phantom for a few hours!"

"You're thinking too much …" When the words left his mouth, Zhao Zheng felt that he had asked the wrong person. Sure enough, Zhao Zhen, who was born to a playboy, was the most sensitive to gossip.

Zhao Zheng denied that he still refused to give up. Raising his neck, he looked at Old Chen who was standing behind Zhao Zheng, then moved his face closer to Zhao Zheng and smiled mischievously: "Don't forget, that person from my house, has even helped you book a fiancee abroad!"

"Who cares, who wants to marry!?" Wasn't it that woman's idea? Then let her marry him and bring him home! In any case, with the old man's whining, he'll probably be able to handle one or two women if he takes some medicine in a short amount of time. "

Zhao Zheng glared, and his brows knitted together. Although he said that, when he thought about his fiancee who was worthy of her name, he really felt a slight headache. He did not care about that woman at all. What he cared about was that if little evil girl knew that she was not a free person, she would blame herself or think of something else.

He felt a headache coming on, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his head. Lifting his arm, Zhao Zhen immediately discovered his secret.

On Zhao Zheng's right wrist, the scar that the knife had cut earlier had been replaced by a watch drawn by a black pencil.

Yes, this was also the attention that she had thought of to comfort herself when she had no relationship with little evil girl at all back then. At that time, the thing that little evil girl loved to do the most was to call herself a pauper.

Afterwards, Zhao Zheng couldn't sleep at all in the middle of the night because he had a terrible headache. One day when little evil girl was there, it was probably because her speech was a little pessimistic. She used her chatterbox function and chattered non-stop, making Zhao Zheng think of a sparrow for a moment.

Her optimism, liveliness and naivety were like a ray of light that fell from a high place, filling Zhao Zheng's dark and damp world. The most he did every day was sit and watch the computer screen while she talked to herself.

She was the best at making fun of people. She could make up a coherent story with just a few very ordinary expressions.

How could there be a girl with such good eloquence, then, he was very curious as to what little evil girl's voice looked like. I begged her to send a voice message once. It sounded very young and crisp, like an eighteen or nineteen year old girl.

Looking at her picture again, Zhao Zheng admitted that, in that very moment, he had fallen. In the past, the image of little evil girl that he had formed in his heart did not fit at all. She leaned against the window and stood there.

Her hair was soft and loose on her shoulders, just as her eyes were filled with peace, serenity, and a smile. It wasn't exaggerated, nor did she pretend to be gentle. It was very natural, but it was also like the spring breeze, causing his entire body to tremble.

She wore a light red short-sleeved round collar, and stood there with one hand raised. Her collar was very high, but it did not hide the deep, narrow, and deep ravine beneath it. This was a girl with a baby face, but she was very rumoured and sexy.

"Hey!" Suddenly, a black shadow flashed before his eyes and disappeared. Zhao Zheng regained his senses and saw Zhao Zhen staring at him with an expression of interest.

"Why aren't you leaving? Are you waiting for Sister Lan Mei to come over later and pull your earlobe?" How could Zhao Zheng not know what his own brother was thinking? Zhao Zhen liking Big Sister Lan Mei was no longer a secret.

Regretfully, Sister Lan Mei was a married woman who had a husband in law. Although her education was high, she was very conservative. Furthermore, Zhao Zheng was younger than Sister Lan Mei by two years, so he was much younger than her.

Sister Lan Mei didn't accept the brotherly love, and it was even more impossible for her to accept the feelings of a boy that was five or six years younger than her.

"You … Brother, it's best if you don't let me meet your little evil girl! " Zhao Zhen smiled, stood up and walked to the door.

"Good, damn brat, you actually managed to blacklist my phone again!" As soon as he said that, Zhao Zheng realized what was going on and picked up the accounting book beside his hand and threw it at Zhao Zhen.

"Brat, if you dare peek at me and chat with little evil girl again in the future!" When he thought about it, he realized that something was not right. He suddenly remembered little evil girl's bold and spicy words that he usually said online. The current Zhao Zheng even had the urge to strangle Zhao Zhen, his little brother, himself to death.

He carefully thought back to the things that little evil girl had done that had gone out of line in the past few days. Remembering the sexy photo he had sent her the night before, he slammed his fist on the table.