Arriving at the door of Zhuo Yifan's room, Zhao Zhengyang and Prince Long looked at each other, and the former took the initiative to press the doorbell.
Not long after, the door opened, and the person who opened the door was none other than Zhuo Yifan. At this time, Zhuo Yifan was looking at Prince Long and Zhao Zhengyang with a smile on his face, and asked lightly: "Are you two?
You feel like you didn’t have a good chat just now, and now you’re chasing me into my room again?”
"Zhuo Yifan, can you still laugh now?" Zhao Zhengyang asked with a hint of surprise on his face, but there was a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes.
"Why can't I laugh? Do I have to cry when I see you two? What kind of rule is this?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Brother Zhuo, you are really good at determining things, I admire you very much!" Prince Long laughed loudly.
"Thank you! Since you two are here, come in and talk!" Zhuo Yifan smiled and nodded, but politely made way for the two of them to come into the room.
Xie Dongting was sitting on the sofa at this time, looking at the newspaper in his hand with a slightly gloomy expression. When he knew that Prince Long and Zhao Zhengyang were coming, he didn't even raise his eyelids and simply regarded them as nothing.
Prince Long didn't care, and sat down after Zhuo Yifan's greeting. Zhao Zhengyang, on the other hand, couldn't help but snorted in his heart, let's see how long you can be arrogant. You don't even take me seriously!
"I wonder what happened to you two when you came to my room to see me this late at night?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a smile.
"Zhuo Yifan, I've told you several times. It's useless to hold on, it won't change anything. Didn't you say before that whoever laughs last will have the best laugh? Do you think you laugh?
Is it the end?" Zhao Zhengyang sneered with disdain.
"Why did Young Master Zhao say this?" Zhuo Yifan asked with interest.
"Humph, are you still pretending to be stupid with me? That's all you, Zhuo Yifan, can do! Don't you know that the woman named Shui'er has been arrested by the prince's people?" Zhao Zhengyang said with a cold snort.
I felt really comfortable. This time I had the pleasure of stepping on Zhuo Yifan's face! Although he really couldn't step on Zhuo Yifan's face. But the words that could hit Zhuo Yifan made him feel extremely
A sense of accomplishment!
"Oh? So that's it!" Zhuo Yifan nodded suddenly after hearing this.
"Zhuo Yifan, aren't you anxious at all?" Prince Long raised his eyebrows and asked curiously. He was very surprised that except for Xie Dongting who said nothing and had a gloomy face, he had not seen Zhuo Yifan since he entered the door.
Fan felt a little bit of what he should feel after a failure. He didn't even feel a little bit anxious or disappointed.
"I'm anxious? You've got the point right now!" Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath, then looked at Zhao Zhengyang and asked calmly: "What did you just say? That woman named Shui'er has been raped by Prince Long.
Has anyone been caught?"
"That's right! Zhuo Yifan, it's not too late to know now. If you want to fight with the prince, you are still a bit immature!" Zhao Zhengyang said with a sneer and nodded.
Zhuo Yifan shrugged noncommittally, then looked at Prince Long, his face gradually darkened: "You are right. I am quite anxious, and I am quite angry. Prince Long, in this matter, are you
Shouldn’t you give me an explanation?”
"Explain? Why should I receive you? Zhuo Yifan, isn't your head confused with anger? Or is it burned out?" Prince Long laughed angrily at Zhuo Yifan and couldn't help shaking his head and asked.