But He Lingyu didn't expect that there were empty tables and chairs in the restaurant, but Xu Yuanfang didn't go anywhere. He sat opposite He Lingyu with a tray.

Without any suspense, the silver bell on He Lingyu's wrist ringed again.

He Lingyu had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and pat the two small bells again. I know, I know.

"Xiao He, your bell is very interesting."

He Lingyu looked up and faced Xu Yuanfang's gaze. Xu Yuanfang's eyes were shining behind his glasses, shining brightly.

If this man takes off his glasses, he should look bad. Of course, he has to change into the windbreaker that looks ten years older.

A good person has a bad look, and he insists on becoming a literary youth from the last century, and he is still a fickle radish.

He Lingyu avoided Xu Yuanfang's eyes, stuffed the whole dumpling into his mouth, and said "um" vaguely.

Xu Yuanfang didn't care about her coldness. The adolescent little girl was more or less rebellious. Maybe she regarded him as a strange uncle Shu.

He Lingyu quickly finished eating the dumplings on the plate, nodded to Xu Yuanfang, greeted Aunt Zhao, and walked out of the restaurant.

Just as she turned around, the bell on her wrist rang again, as if a child who was clamoring to go out to play was coaxed by her parents with candy. After a while, she became impatient again.

Xu Yuanfang narrowed his eyes and watched He Lingyu's back disappear at the door of the restaurant. The corners of his mouth slightly raised. When did Shui Mei's subordinates have such a strange little girl?

He thought about it, took out his cell phone, and sent a WeChat message.

Soon, WeChat responded: Like a junior high school student, you are very ill!

Xu Yuanfang almost threw his phone out.

He Lingyu sat at the front desk, holding his delicate chin, thinking about how to steal the ring from Xu Yuanfang.

Yes, the ring that the female ghost hides is on Xu Yuanfang, and her bell will not be wrong.

Spinach came back from the bathroom with a yawn. Seeing He Lingyu in a daze again, he reached out and bounced on the front desk, and said with a strange smile: "Little sister, Sichun?"

He was disturbed by his thoughts. He Lingyu glanced at him and was about to say a few words to him when he suddenly remembered something. He looked at no one around and asked in a low voice: "Is that Xu Yuanfang a regular visitor in the inn?"

Spinach was not kept in the way, he nodded and shook his head: "I don't know if it's a regular visitor. He has been here, but he has only been here."

"Tsk, guests come in the inn every day. Can you remember every guest? Honestly, does Xu Yuanfang come here often?"

If you only came once or twice, how could you remember Spinach? Unless you were injured on the mountain like Yang Wenjun, which is memorable.

Spinach sighed, still looking lazy: "I said he has been here, of course not only once or twice, but I can remember him because he is a classmate of the boss. You understand, curious baby."

Unexpectedly, Xu Yuanfang and Shui Mei were classmates.

"Hey, Xu Yuanfang looks several years older than Sister Shui Mei. They are actually classmates." He Lingyu said.

"I said, "Is your little girl not good at hearing? I said he and the proprietress are classmates?" said Spinach.
Chapter completed!