Live fortune-telling: I want to reveal the secret

noon.

Huaxia Hotel.

Yang Fan dragged his exhausted body back to room 2088.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Fan couldn't wait to lie down on the bed, then took out his mobile phone and called Liu Qingru.

"Beep beep..."

After the phone rang three times, it was connected, and Liu Qingru's voice came from the other end: "Hello?"

"Qingru, what are you doing?"

"Hehe, I just finished my work and I'm going upstairs for lunch... What about you? What are you doing?"

"I just got off work too, and I'm lying in my room resting."

"Husband, aren't you going to have lunch?"

"I'm exhausted, I don't want to eat now, let's talk about it later."

……

After chatting for a few words, Liu Qingru's tone suddenly changed, and she asked Yang Fan directly, "Honey, what did you do last night?"

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then asked back dumbfoundingly: "Qingru, did you call me last night?"

"Well, I called you a dozen times last night, but none of them got through." Liu Qingru's tone suddenly calmed down again, but Yang Fan felt that a storm was coming soon.

"Hehe, don't you think... I ran out to fool around last night?" Yang Fan asked jokingly.

"Hehe, are you not calling yourself?" Liu Qingru suddenly chuckled.

"Hey! What do you mean not calling yourself? Why did I recruit? Where is this going?"

"Then what did you do last night? Why can't you get through the phone?"

"It's like this. Last night, our branch conducted a full-staff operation to destroy a haunted bus. Hehe, you also know that my luck has always been very good, so I just got on this bus car……"

Yang Fan roughly told Liu Qingru what happened last night. Of course, he also deliberately concealed some dangerous situations. Whenever he talked about critical moments, he would always understate and perfunctory them with one or two sentences.

Although Yang Fan said it very easily, but Liu Qingru is not a fool, she immediately heard the danger and seriousness of the matter.

"Husband..." Liu Qingru suddenly and softly interrupted Yang Fan's narration.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yang Fan asked inexplicably.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, but after a brief silence, Liu Qingru's voice came again: "I'm sorry, I will never... call you indiscriminately when you are working."

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then said in a doting tone: "Little fool, you call me, how can you call me indiscriminately? I wish you could call me every day, so that I can also I hear your voice every day..."

"Hehe, your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter recently!" Liu Qingru seemed amused.

"Really? Would you like to try it now?"

"Now? How to taste?"

"What do you say?"

"Hmm~~~ah! Is that so?"

"Hey! Qingru, you are getting more and more energetic now! Very good, Dad likes you very much!"

"Fuck you! Dogs can't get ivory out of their mouths!"

……

Just like that, Yang Fan and Liu Qingru started flirting and cursing on the phone, and the two of them stayed together for more than an hour, until Yang Fan suddenly realized that Liu Qingru was still hungry and didn't go to lunch, so she was reluctant to part Hang up the phone.

Ok!

Tired all night, before he had time to rest, he was called to the meeting room by Director Wu in the morning, and then gave a detailed report on what happened last night.

Now that the work is finally over, it's time to take a break!

Yang Fan threw the phone aside, and then pulled off the quilt to prepare for a good night's sleep, but at this moment, a crisp doorbell sounded into his ears.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell of the hotel was very loud, as if it was ringing a bell, which immediately made Yang Fan lose sleepiness.

"Who?"

Yang Fan yelled impatiently, then turned over and got out of bed, stepped on a pair of slippers and walked to the door.

"Master Yang, it's me." A timid voice came from outside the room.

"Zhao Lu?" Yang Fan was taken aback for a moment, then opened the door.

As the door was gently opened, a tall beauty came into Yang Fan's eyes, and Zhao Lu smiled embarrassedly and said, "Master Yang, I didn't disturb your rest, did I?"

"Uh...no." Yang Fan shook his head, and then asked curiously: "Zhao Lu, you finished the transcript so soon? Where is Jiang Jiarong? Has he finished his work yet?"

"Well, I've finished the notes. As for Jiang Jiarong, he was left alone in the conference room by Director Wu. It seems that he still has some questions to ask him." Zhao Lu replied truthfully.

"Oh." Yang Fan nodded, and then asked Zhao Lu: "Since you are done with your work, why don't you go home?"

Zhao Lu's pretty face suddenly turned slightly red, and she stroked her hair on her cheeks, and then said softly, "Master Yang, I want to ask if you are free tonight?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Fan showed a strange expression on his face.

"Well... I want to treat you to a meal. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you?" Zhao Lu asked with a smile on her face.

"Take me to dinner?" Yang Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and then he asked in a strange way: "After dinner, do you want to watch a movie by the way?"

"Yes! I haven't been to the cinema for a long time. If you want to go to the cinema, I can go with you." Zhao Lu nodded generously, without any expression on her face.

"Uh...does this count as a date?" A drop of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Yang Fan's forehead.

"Hehe, if you want to make an appointment... Actually, I don't mind." Zhao Lu's pretty face flushed slightly again, but her eyes fell directly on Yang Fan's face.

puff!

Yang Fan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood!

On the phone just now, he patted his chest and assured Liu Qingru that he would never mess around outside.

Unexpectedly, just after hanging up the phone, Peach Blossom Luck would take the initiative to come to the door. Isn't this a test of Yang Fan's concentration in Chi Guoguo?

"Hehe, I was joking just now... Zhao Lu, don't take it seriously!" Yang Fan waved his hand quickly and said.

"Hehe, I was joking with you too." Zhao Lu smiled lightly, with a playful expression on her face.

Yang Fan: "..."

Maybe because she felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhao Lu suddenly stroked her hair on her cheeks, and said directly, "Master Yang, at 6 o'clock tonight, I will drive to the hotel to pick you up. Wait for my call then, okay?"

"Uh... okay." Yang Fan was embarrassed to refuse Zhao Lu's invitation, so he could only nod in agreement.

"Okay! Then I won't disturb your rest. See you at night?"

"Okay, see you tonight."

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