Is the world disillusioned or is Fu Zhuochen crazy?
Fu Zhuochen, a straight man who never understands women and is afraid of avoiding women, would actually go with a strange woman?
"What, you don't dare anymore?" Fu Zhuochen provoked.
Qiao Simu raised a smile and said, "Little brother, the provocation method is of no use to my sister. My sister just said it casually, little brother, don't take it to heart.
Besides, my sister doesn’t like this kind of melancholy man who sits on the side of the road and laments the spring and autumn when he has nothing to do. This kind of youthful pain literature is out of date.”
"You have said so much, I think you just don't dare." Fu Zhuochen said again, and added: "You are still wearing sunglasses at night. It seems that you are hiding something in your heart and dare not see people."
Mentioning sunglasses, Qiao Simu's heart trembled again: "It's so good to wear sunglasses. If I meet someone with evil intentions or someone with ulterior motives, I can hide my eyes and prevent others from reading me.
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"You are honest, and you are also right... It seems that you have expected to bump into my car and meet me here tonight." Fu Zhuochen said firmly.
Qiao Simu gritted his teeth, raised a smile and patted his shoulder: "Little brother, I have a message for you. Keep things simple. Why are there so many conspiracy theories?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the road ahead.
"Obviously there is a simple road ahead, but you can see through it at a glance, but you have to crawl into the bushes next to it. If you don't fall down, who will fall down the mountain?"
After saying that, Qiao Simu stepped back to the car, turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and left.
Fu Zhuochen watched Qiao Simu's car leaving with deep eyes.
The driver came to Fu Zhuochen and asked cautiously: "President, this matter..."
Fu Zhuochen curled his lips and sent a license plate number to Jiang Gao, asking him to check it carefully. Then he raised his head and said to the driver: "Go back, and you should rest early."
"Yes." The driver pushed Fu Zhuochen back to Fu's house.
The road in front of Fu Zhuochen's house happened to be downhill. Qiao Simu didn't drive very far, so she stopped her car after calculating that she couldn't see her from Fu Zhuochen's position.
The sudden braking almost caused Situ Qing to fall to the ground: "Sister, can you say hello before you brake? My waist almost broke."
Qiao Simu glanced at him: "That's because your ability to predict is poor, and you still have the nerve to blame me?"
After saying that, Qiao Simu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car very gracefully.
Situ Qing rubbed his waist and returned to the driver's seat. Thinking about what Qiao Simu just said, he muttered: "Why do you think the last sentence I just said sounded familiar?"
Qiao Simu took advantage of the driver to send Fu Zhuochen in, leaving the door open, avoiding the surveillance camera, and quickly and quietly slipped in, found the back door, and quickly climbed up the useless stairs to the third floor.
When he was about to go back to his room, he heard a faint sound coming from the corridor. Qiao Simu immediately ducked and hid behind a large stone pillar, took out his mobile phone, and carefully adjusted the position of the camera while ensuring that the screen would not be exposed.
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When he saw the person appearing on the screen, Qiao Simu's heart was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his chest.
Shouldn't Fu Zhuochen go back to his room after he comes back? What are you doing on the third floor?
And looking at his direction, he seemed to be walking towards her room?
He wouldn't want to come see her so late at night, would he?
The more you worry about something, the more likely it will happen.
Fu Zhuochen actually stopped at the door of her room.
Qiao Simu subconsciously held her breath.
Fu Zhuochen raised his hand to knock on the door, and in Qiao Simu's eyes, it seemed as if he was slowing down at 0.25 times the speed.
What the hell is Fu Zhuochen doing tonight?!
He would sit on the side of the road late at night instead of going home, and would even come to her room to look for her late at night.
Is this still Fu Zhuochen?
After Fu Zhuochen knocked on the door once, as expected, he didn't get any response.
'Go back, go back, go back!' Qiao Simu thought silently in her heart, hoping to be able to read Fu Zhuochen back.
However……
Fu Zhuochen paused and knocked on the door again.
The knock on the door was very soft, but it was very clear in the silent corridor.
In Qiao Simu's ears, every sound Fu Zhuochen made with his index knuckle on the door seemed to hit her heart.
If he kept knocking like this, her heart would probably be broken.
Fu Zhuochen knocked on the door twice, but received no response.
He raised his hand again, but instead of knocking on the door, he put his hand on the door handle and pressed it down slowly.
Qiao Simu's heart stopped instantly.
His mind was racing through countermeasures.
First, change all the disguised clothes, then pretend that you are hungry at night and go downstairs to find something to eat. This way you can explain why you are not in the room at night.
It's just that this is what my mind thinks, but in fact...
She didn't dare to move at all!
Even the slightest movement can make a sound. If Fu Zhuochen hears it, then the game will be over.
The phone suddenly vibrated.
The vibration was particularly clear in the quiet corridor, which was so quiet that you could hear it clearly even if a pin dropped to the ground.
Even God will destroy her.
Fine.
Isn't it just a vest?
Anyway, she didn't do anything to feel sorry for the Fu family or Fu Zhuochen.
If you drop your vest, drop your vest!
Fortunately, she doesn't have to pretend anymore!
Taking a deep breath, he stood up and prepared for a showdown with Fu Zhuochen.
As soon as he turned around, he found Fu Zhuochen looking at his phone with his head down.
Can her vest be wrapped again?
Qiao Simu immediately hid behind the stone pillar, holding his breath and not daring to move again.
After a while, I heard the sound of Fu Zhuochen's wheelchair sliding farther and farther away, and after a while, I heard the sound of the elevator door opening and closing.
After waiting behind the stone pillar, she made sure that Fu Zhuochen had returned to the second floor, and then carefully returned to her room.
After closing the door and locking it carefully, Qiao Simu threw himself onto the big bed.
If you had a weaker heart, you would have been scared to death by Fu Zhuochen tonight.
She lay on the bed and calmed down for a while, then turned on her phone to see which bastard had just sent her a message. She almost lost her skin!
When she opened her phone, she saw that it was a photo sent to her by that bastard Situ Qing. It showed scratches on the front of the car and a photo of a person begging with a broken bowl.
"Situ Qing, it's your uncle's!" Qiao Simu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
After lying on the bed for a while, I took off all my disguises and then went to sleep peacefully.
On the other side, Fu Zhuochen returned to his room and looked at the message Jiang Gao sent him.
It's information about the owner of the car just now.
The person shown in the information is nothing special. He is an ordinary office worker. There is nothing suspicious about the information.