Before opening Baidu, Lu Anzhi actually thought about many versions.
A mafia boss who is being hunted by his enemies, a wealthy young man who is being plotted against, or someone who has stolen someone else's trade secrets and hired a killer to silence him...
However, this was the only one I didn't think of.
The search pages belonging to "Huo Zhiyan" are all filled with the names of the male protagonists of a certain male novel...
What the hell, is this novel so popular? There is even a dedicated fan support forum.
The forum alone takes up several pages.
Lu Anzhi turned a little impatiently and threw the phone aside, feeling that her idea was a bit funny.
Which underworld leader would tag his name on Baidu?
This is too much punishment.
Thinking about it, I felt a little sleepy. When I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard the sound of the door closing outside.
Her door had not been lubricated for a long time, and every time she opened the door, the sound was extremely loud. With a squeak, Lu Anzhi was dragged back from Duke Zhou.
She stood up in a hurry, opened the door and rushed out.
No matter who this guy was, she only knew one thing.
We must not let the 200,000 yuan we are about to receive escape!
…
Lu Anzhi rushed out and realized that Huo Zhiyan had not left.
Not only did he not leave, but he lay on her sofa and slept soundly.
Even many, many years later, this scene will always remain in Lu Anzhi's mind.
The orange sunset shines in through the small floor-to-ceiling windows. There is a small balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a huge camphor tree is planted outside the balcony.
The leaves cut into pieces of the sunset, and a tree shadow just covered the man's closed eyes.
The breeze blew gently, the leaves swayed, and the tree shadows also swayed.
The man's brows wrinkled.
When the shadow of the tree covered his eyes again, his frown seemed to relax a little.
Lu Anzhi's handsome face with a hint of toughness reflected in her eyes, as if looking at a beautiful oil painting.
The female Bodhisattva took a deep breath and pushed back the cowardly villain in her head.
Unexpectedly, she was also fascinated by the man's beauty for a moment.
She scratched her hair.
It must be because I am not poor enough...
He even had thoughts of lusting after men.
…
When Huo Zhiyan woke up, the sky was completely dark.
The air conditioning was on and a thin blanket was placed on his stomach.
Just as I was about to sit up, a heartbreaking pain immediately came from my right hand, and my sleepiness disappeared instantly.
"Are you awake? I thought you were going to sleep until tomorrow morning?"
Huo Zhiyan gritted his teeth and sat up straight. Following the voice, he turned around and saw Lu Anzhi in the restaurant.
The woman changed into clean clothes, her hair was styled again, her makeup was bare and her lips were light, without any embellishment.
Warm yellow light fell from the top of his head, his palm-sized face was bright and smooth, and his clear eyes were as bright as stars.
Huo Zhiyan was stunned. He didn't expect that after washing his face, his face would be as good as those female celebrities outside who wore heavy makeup.
Lu Anzhi had her legs crossed on the stool and was blowing the noodles on her chopsticks with her mouth open.
Then, take a big bite without any image.
The heat from the noodles filled her face, and she wiped it with a tissue.
Huo Zhiyan looked away and looked at his phone.
It's already nine o'clock.
He really slept for a long time and slept very deeply.
I don't know why, but the sofa in Lu Anzhi's house seems to have a magical power. He has never slept so soundly, whether in his old house or in his villa.
Maybe he knew that the Qi family would not find this place, maybe he knew that Li Jiu was nearby, or maybe the listing plan that had been prepared for many years was about to be realized...
All in all, he felt more relaxed than ever before.
"Um, Huo Zhiyan, are you hungry?" Lu Anzhi asked with a big mouthful of noodles in his mouth.
Out of politeness, someone wanted to say that he was not hungry, but his empty belly was a bit disrespectful, so he started shouting on the spot.
Both of them heard the grunting sound, and the atmosphere became awkward again.
Lu Anzhi suppressed her laughter, walked into the kitchen, and brought out another bowl of noodles that had been reserved in advance.
Generously said: "Now that you've come, let's settle down. You can still afford noodles. Come on, come and sit, you're welcome!"
After saying that, he pointed to the dining chair next to her and motioned for Huo Zhiyan to come over and eat noodles.
Huo Zhiyan thought for a moment, and finally endured the pain and walked to the dining chair to sit down. When he lowered his head, he saw a bowl of noodles covered with a fried egg.
There is nothing but an egg.
Not even a chopped green onion.
Moreover, when he picked up the fried egg and covered it, the other side was burnt!
Huo Zhiyan had mixed feelings: "..."
This must be the worst meal he has ever had in his life.
"I'll make do. I originally wanted to order takeout, but then I remembered that I just received four free eggs downstairs this morning. I can't waste them."
Lu Anzhi took a sip of noodle soup and said with a smile.
"Free...eggs?" Huo Zhiyan asked casually.
Now that his right hand was bandaged, he couldn't move it. He could only hold the chopsticks with his left hand and push the omelette aside with difficulty, without any desire to eat it.
Lu Anzhi nodded while eating noodles: "Yes, there is a new health center downstairs. Before six o'clock, a group of old men and women queued up to get eggs."
"I went to collect it with the landlady."
Huo Zhiyan: "Isn't that kind of store designed to deceive people?"
Lu Anzhi frowned: "Of course I know it's a lie, but eggs don't lie, take one and earn one!"
Huo Zhiyan did not answer any more. He was not used to holding chopsticks with his left hand and could barely handle fried eggs, but noodles...
Lu Anzhi drank the last mouthful of noodle soup regardless, and wiped his mouth with a tissue with satisfaction.
She never liked to mince words when doing things, thinking that since the two of them had already talked about it, there was no need to hide it anymore.
After a moment, he said directly: "Well, the fare to take you back and the noodles tonight are my friendly gifts. When will the two hundred thousand you promised be cashed in?"
Huo Zhiyan paused with the chopsticks in his hand, and the noodles he finally picked up slipped down again.
The corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was a little angry, and he said calmly: "What I promised to you, I will naturally give it to you."
After that, he took the chopsticks and picked up another handful of noodles with difficulty again.
But the noodles just wouldn’t listen.
Pick it up, drop it...
Pick it up again, drop it again...
Huo Zhiyan wanted to throw his chopsticks.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his right hand hurt, and his left hand was shaking even more.
I tried several times but never succeeded in eating a bite of noodles, even though the noodles didn't look delicious.
He raised his head and stared at Lu Anzhi, who was just watching a show. His mood was really not that good.
Huo Zhiyan, who was strategizing in the business world, never dreamed that one day, he would fold a bowl of egg noodles.
"Ahem... Let's talk about the two hundred thousand later." Huo Zhiyan cleared his throat, trying to make himself less embarrassed.
"I have another thing I need your help with!"
He frowned, stretched out the hand holding the chopsticks in front of Lu Anzhi and waved it, and was about to speak...
Lu Anzhi seemed to realize something, and immediately stepped back, eyes flashing with dodge:
"Feed you some noodles?"
"No! That's another price!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Zhiyan felt that his back molars wanted to grind out fire.
Lu Anzhi looked innocent and emphasized again: "Except for my dad, I have never fed anyone in my life."
Huo Zhiyan almost laughed angrily.
He calmed down and said calmly: "I just... want you to change a spoon for me."
If you can't eat noodles, you can always drink soup.
