In Room 3601 of the love apartment, Zhuang Ming, Zeng Xiaoxian, Hu Yifei, and Lin Wanyu are all there.
The voices of Chen Meijia and Lu Ziqiao came from room 3602, which was not closed, loud and harsh.
Hu Yifei looked at the confused Zeng Xiaoxian angrily and said, "Didn't you say that you have already mediated? Is this how you mediate?"
"Logically speaking, I should be on the beach in Hawaii by now. My plan should be perfect. How could it be like this?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked puzzled.
"Is it still perfect?"
Hu Yifei looked disdainful and turned to look at Lin Wanyu: "Wanyu, what's going on? Didn't you just come back with Meijia? You didn't go to the singles club either, so why did you suddenly start a fight again?"
Lin Wanyu's face was slightly red, with an angry look on her face, and she said, "When Meijia and I came back, we actually saw Ziqiao, him, him."
The next words were hesitant and vague, but they were not said out loud.
"What? Why can't I hear you? Wanyu, please speak clearly next time. What's wrong with Lu Ziqiao?" Zeng Xiaoxian squeezed his earwax tightly and couldn't hear clearly at all.
"I didn't hear it clearly either." Hu Yifei asked the same question.
Lin Wanyu hesitated for a moment, and then said directly: "It was Meijia and I who happened to see a woman hand Lu Ziqiao money when we came out of the elevator, and she said goodbye very affectionately at the end, as if we had reached some kind of deal."
At the end of the sentence, Lin Wanyu's pretty face turned red.
"What?"
Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian were stunned and did not react for a while.
But soon.
Zeng Xiaoxian rushed behind, with a look of horror on his face, and crossed his arms over his chest: "You, you, you mean, Zi Qiao doesn't know how to sell, sell, sell himself, right?"
"Isn't Zi Qiao such a person?" Hu Yifei also fell into a look of disbelief for a while.
Although Lu Ziqiao is usually very unreliable and extremely romantic, he is not obscene when picking up girls. He often borrows money from them and does scientific experiments at the same time. But it is precisely because of these persistence that he will not sell himself.
Young men like Lu Ziqiao who are well-spoken, physically strong and very handsome are the favorites of many rich women.
Moreover, Lu Ziqiao has such a sweet mouth, and her deceitful nature is unimaginable.
If you really want to defraud a few dollars, it will only take a matter of minutes.
But he would rather sell magic pills than do these things, which is his bottom line.
How could he suddenly sell himself out for no reason?
"But we saw this with our own eyes." Lin Wanyu said with certainty.
Hu Yifei also fell into silence, and she hesitated a little.
Creak~
The door suddenly opened, and Lu Zhanbo walked in with a dejected look on his face, carrying a cake.
As soon as he saw Hu Yifei, he complained: "Sister, you lied to me!"
He raised three fingers and said angrily: "I've been waiting for three hours and no one came at all."
"What, it's impossible!" Hu Yifei suddenly looked confused. This is completely impossible.
How could he possibly break the promise when he clearly gave him eight hundred yuan?
"Yifei, you gave her eight hundred yuan and bought a cake like this." Zeng Xiaoxian pointed to the cake in Lu Zhanbo's hand with a speechless expression on his face, which was covered with black lines.
"What? This is from the bar." Lu Zhanbo retorted reflexively.
Then he was stunned and asked: "Wait, eight hundred yuan, what eight hundred yuan?"
"No, no. It's nothing." Hu Yifei shook her head quickly, shaking it like a rattle.
This is obviously a guilty conscience, and it is not an ordinary guilty conscience.
"Oh~" Seeing this, Lu Zhanbo said angrily: "I understand."
Hu Yifei's heart skipped a beat. Do you understand?
Why do you feel like a guilty thief?
Zeng Xiaoxian had already retreated silently, covering his mouth as if he had let something slip.
Lu Zhanbo said angrily: "You also bet to see me make a fool of myself?"
"Place a bet?" Hu Yifei originally thought that Lu Zhanbo knew that she was looking for someone to increase his confidence, but she didn't realize it for a moment.
Lu Zhanbo instantly turned on the detective mode, and made up the whole story in his brain instantly, and said to Hu Yifei angrily: "You spent eight hundred yuan to hire that woman to deliberately let me down, and then prove that I am low-level, right? ?”
Hu Yi Fei:"."
Zeng Xiao Xian:"."
Lin Wanyu: "."
Zhuang Ming: "."
What an amazing brain circuit this is.
The logic was instantly shattered!
Hu Yifei's head started to heat up and she said, "I am your sister. Even if I spend money, I still spend money to hire people to encourage you!"
Lu Zhanbo was stunned for a moment, then looked at his elder sister in confusion: "What did you say?"
Hu Yifei covered her mouth fiercely, and secretly screamed in her heart: "I accidentally let it slip. What should I do? What should I do? Don't find out, don't find out!"
But Hu Yifei's prayer in her heart did not work. Lu Zhanbo seemed to suddenly wake up: "You said that I have admirers, and you paid to hire them?"
Hu Yifei's wish failed, her face was full of anxiety, but there was no solution: "This. This"
She was very afraid that Lu Zhanbo would have the idea to become a monk again, or even get hit and jump off a building.
He looked at Zhuang Ming for help, hoping that he could prevent the tragedy that was about to happen.
Zhuang Ming put down the water glass in his hand and was about to comfort Lu Zhanbo by taking him to a high-end gathering place.
Lu Zhanbo said very sadly and angrily: "When I treat someone to dinner, I have to pay 800 yuan, and even so, the person still breaks the appointment. Am I really that bad of a person?"
This rhetorical question instantly made Zhuang Ming swallow what he wanted to say again. It seemed that this was indeed the case.
Speechless.
"Zhan Bo, you are actually worth more than 800 yuan." Hu Yifei quickly comforted him.
"Are you asking me to post more?" Lu Zhanbo's tone was unusually sad and angry.
Hu Yifei waved her hand quickly: "I mean, you don't need to pay 800 yuan."
"What she means is that five hundred yuan is enough for you." Zeng Xiaoxian's head popped up and he said cowardly.
Hu Yifei shouted angrily: "Shut up."
If you don't help at this time, it will actually be a disservice.
Zeng Xiaoxian retracted his head in an instant, and his death-seeking attribute burst out uncontrollably.
"I want to become a monk." Lu Zhanbo felt a chill in his heart and turned around without hesitation.
Hu Yifei immediately became anxious. If Lu Zhanbo became a monk, her mother would skin her skin off: "No, Zhanbo, isn't there actually nothing gained from leaving?"
"What's the gain?" Lu Zhanbo turned around with a puzzled look on his face.
Hu Yifei wanted to say something, but couldn't. She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.
"Didn't you get a cake?" Zhuang Ming said faintly.
"Yes, I got a free cake." Hu Yifei took it immediately without thinking about it.
Lu Zhanbo: "."
Zeng Xiao Xian:"."
Lin Wanyu: "."
Doesn't this sound more sad?
Damn it, are these words of persuasion?
(End of chapter)
