Fanfan stooped to pick up his suit pants from the ground, calmly put them on his body, took out his mobile phone from his trouser bag, and without hesitation dialed someone's phone.
I didn't get through with the phone. It's off.
Well, she not only slipped ahead of time, but also intentionally turned off her cell phone.
Fanfan doesn't believe in evil. Just about to call again, he suddenly finds that there are many missed calls and unanswered messages on his mobile phone.
Turn it over and take a look. It's all the phone calls from Tang Qianqi and Yu Liuliu.
Last night was Fanny's rite of passage. Several of them were waiting in the banquet hall to celebrate Fanny's birthday. As a result, when Fanny finished cutting the cake, people ran away.
They searched for a circle and found no one. They found Brahman here.
Who knows, Fanfan also disappeared one night
The last message was sent by Tang Qianqi, with a tone of voice: "Van Gogh, is Xiaoni with you? This lonely man and widowed girl is in love with me. I want you to help me Take it easy, I've blocked their mouths for you, but if you don't come back all night and let uncle fan find out, my brother can't help you. I heard that uncle fan ordered an excavator yesterday, and it will be delivered to the villa of the fan's house today... "
Fanfan saw his temples protruding. He turned off his cell phone and reached for his coat.
Just want to wear, look down, see their own chest scratches, upset mood, a moment become unobstructed.
In my mind, Fanny's blushing face last night was like when she was buried in his chest
His eyes narrowed, he breathed a little, calmed his mood and thought of another more important thing.
She dared to take medicine on him.
Where did she get this medicine?!
When Fanfan got dressed, left the hotel room, went to the lobby and heard the respectful greetings from the front desk, his eyes flashed the reminders from Tang Qianqi.
He is not afraid that Fanyu knows that he likes Fanny.
He went home this time to be frank with Fanny and with her to his parents.
But now the progress of things has gone beyond his imagination. He doesn't regret it, but worries that this way of doing things first and then will make Fanyu more angry.
Fanfan thought about it and walked to the front desk.
"Good morning, young master." The young girl at the front desk, seeing the young man who has always been quiet, is busy greeting him.
Just after greeting, I blushed.
Fanfan is not Fanyu's own son. He doesn't have the same facial features but the same temperament.
People who don't laugh often have amazing magic.
The young girl at the front desk saw that he was smiling at himself. She was so nervous and shy that she could not straighten her tongue. She stammered, "master What can I do for you, young master? "
"Well, I'd like to ask you for help." Brahma said it.
The front desk was flattered: "you said, I will do it."
"I've deleted my room opening record last night." The thin lips of Brahma are slightly opened.
"Ah Deleted? What do you mean? "
"I drank too much yesterday and didn't attend the party. I didn't want to be known, so..."
Before Fanfan finished speaking, the staff at the front desk immediately looked "I understand" and said, "don't worry, young master, I'll delete the record for you now. It won't be found."
"Thank you." Fanfan nodded and turned away.
Walk out of the hotel and drive straight home.
As soon as I arrived at the villa, I saw the housekeeper come out: "you are back, young master."