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Fu Wanjiao's expression changed. If it was Brother Hua Yong who said so, then it would mean that she knew about what happened at the bar as well. He felt a burst of fear, the old lady hated the bars to the core, and if she knew that and Fu Huayong were trapped in a trap, wouldn't he skin her alive?

Fu Wanjiao's eyes moved swiftly, and asked carefully: "That, you already know about the matters regarding the pub?"

Old Mistress Fu was incredibly patient right now. If he had not guided him well this time, he would have cast an unerasable shadow in Fu Wanjiao's heart. She would definitely feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Although it was not Grandma's intention, Fu Wanjiao still nodded her head. Not long later, the phone in the room rang, the check-out procedures were done, Fu Wanjiao picked up her luggage and sat on the elevator.

The other half of the elevator had a woman wearing a black mask with bangs covering the upper half of her face. It was impossible to see her face clearly, but Fu Wanjiao stood at the side and sized the woman up uncontrollably. She was wearing a light colored coat that completely covered her hair.

It had probably been four or five months.

It wasn't because she was bored, but because she always felt that the face under the mask was definitely not bad. Although this woman tried her best to reduce the feeling of her own existence, the aura she emitted was still very eye-catching.

Ding. On the fourth floor, the woman stepped out of the elevator.

Until now, she still felt that this woman was a little familiar.

"Miss, when did my granddaughter come?" Old Madam Fu went to check out the room because he wanted to know more about the situation. Front Desk Miss did not understand the old lady's question until the room card finally came out. His eyes immediately lit up as he explained, "It's midnight tonight."

"What did the man look like?" "What's his name?"

Front Desk Miss's face looked troubled, but she immediately apologized: "I am not in a good position to reveal this, I think you can personally ask your granddaughter, and she will be able to tell you more accurately."

Old Mistress Fu rolled his eyes. Why would I need to ask you if I could?

Just as the Old Granny was thinking about how to get the words out of Front Desk Miss's mouth, Fu Wanjiao walked out of the elevator, and Old Madam Fu immediately restrained himself. When Fu Wanjiao walked to the front desk, Front Desk Miss suddenly took out an item from the drawer, and said with a smile, "This is your jacket."

"Thank you."

After Fu Wanjiao heard this, she immediately took it. She was still in a good mood and thanked her.

Old Mistress Fu could see why her coat was at the front desk.

Han Chen originally wanted to bring Fu Wanjiao back to the Fu Clan, but the other party was unwilling, so he could only find a hotel to stay. He remembered that Fu Wanjiao didn't drink at all, but no matter what, Fu Wanjiao seemed to have drank a lot.

Fu Wanjiao wouldn't like him, right?

Thinking about that, Han Chen immediately shivered, he had heard of Fu Wanjiao's famous name, if she was chosen by such a young miss, she would probably die.

Thus, he tactfully rejected Miss Fu's invitation to drink a cup of tea before leaving. He then swiftly ran off without looking back. When he got into the car, he discovered that the other party still had a coat on his clothes.

To prevent any accidents from happening, Han Chen directly put his jacket on the front desk.

When he returned home, it was already cold outside. Han Chen squinted his eyes as he directly burnt his butt and picked up his computer. Han Chen immediately logged into his WeChat account as he searched for the image of Lily.

When he found it, his eyes flashed with disappointment.

Why didn't she send me a message? Han Chen secretly thought, why would she send it to him? The two ideas kept on interweaving in his mind, and after the past few days of working together, Han Chen was especially curious about this person who knew nothing about anything other than his gender.

Of course, this sex could also be fake.

After all, in their line of work, they couldn't possibly reveal their true situation.

His hand unconsciously tapped on the screen. With a few clicks, a message was sent.

"Are you up?"

"What are you doing?"

He had asked two questions in a row. Ai, he was a dignified young master of the Han family, how could he be so interested in something he didn't understand? He had failed.

"Bro, the takeout is here. Go down and have a bite to eat."

Not long after he sent the message, Han Jing's voice sounded.

"Right away." Han Chen immediately ran out of the door after putting down his phone, and returned with a bowl of porridge and eggs.

Ding dong.

The information was like a stimulant, Han Chen immediately put down the things in his hands, and picked up his phone. He unlocked the lock screen, and the excitement on his face grew even more.

"Yes, I went out for a walk."

His cell phone rang again, "Have you eaten?"

Han Chen tapped his keyboard with his fingers.

"Eating. What about you?"

After a few seconds, the other side replied, "I've eaten."

Just like this, the two of them continued to chat like old friends.

The more Han Chen chatted, the more excited he became, but the other party had already changed their format, and yet he only replied with a few words, hmm, hmm, or maybe it was just an emoji, this was not a good omen.

In the end, the other party would only reply with a few words after a few minutes. Han Chen was a little aggrieved in his heart, as he only touched a cold butt with his hot face right now.

Should he ask her out to see him?

Han Chen suddenly had this thought, and then he could not let it go.

With a ding sound, the other party replied with a rather long message, but as Han Chen read this, he became stifled, and she said, "I have some matters to attend to later, so I'll be leaving first."

Han Chen immediately urged him to stay. "Wait, can you give me three minutes? I have something I want to tell you."

The other party replied with a 'yes'.

Han Chen propped his chin up with one hand, how could he make the other party agree to his invitation? He knew that the other party was in B City. First of all, distance was not the main reason. The most important reason was that the other party was willing to do so.

After thinking about it, Han Chen still decided to leave it to fate.

"We had a great time together. Can I see you again?" After typing a line of words, Han Chen read through it a few times and confirmed that he had not sent the wrong words over. After half a minute, the other party did not reply.