Zhou Yuan muttered in his heart, and quickly slid to answer.
Blinking, Lu Yao's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Senior, that... I'm sorry, I just had something wrong, so I ran upstairs. If you finish shopping, you should go upstairs. I'm on the ninth floor."
In the bathroom here, Lu Yao prepared to coax Zhou Yuan to leave according to her small plan.
As for why it says upstairs instead of downstairs...
Mainly downstairs is also a shopping mall, she is afraid that if she bumps into the old lady in the shopping mall downstairs, it will be troublesome!
On the other hand, on the 9th floor, if she remembers correctly, it seems to be the reception floor, that is, the public reception halls of the companies on the 10th to 69th floors.
I believe that the old lady will definitely not appear there, and there is no danger of breaking.
"Well, wait for me to get off, and I will go upstairs to find you right away."
On Zhou Yuan's side, he was busy responding, and then hung up the phone.
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Lu Yao was a little dazed with her mobile phone.
Senior, what is going on? Why does it sound weird?
And why don't you doubt it at all? Agreed so soon?
Lu Yao was a little confused.
But in the blink of an eye, she left it behind.
Now the urgent task is to go out and fool the old sister away!
Otherwise, the longer it is, the more troublesome it might be!
outside.
Zhou Yuan put away his mobile phone and turned his head to look at Lu Yu hurriedly.
"Sorry, I just admitted the wrong person, so what... My girlfriend called and said something was wrong, can I go ahead?"
After all, it was a misunderstanding that disturbed Lu Yu just now. Zhou Yuan wanted to slip back home, but out of courtesy, he asked.
If he didn't recognize Zhou Yuan, Lu Yu wouldn't let such a guy who disturbed him easily.
However, the bad luck was bad luck. Lu Yu just recognized Zhou Yuan as the man that day, and his mentality changed a little now.
First, Lu Yu really believed that Zhou Yuan should be the one who admitted the wrong.
As for the second thing, it was Lu Yu who remembered his previous guess.
Since this man can have that kind of relationship with Han Qingqing, he still plays so boldly, and he wants to confirm his identity.
After all, Han Qingqing's identity, being able to play so big with men willingly, actually proved this in disguise.
Otherwise, a dignified manager of the Yinhai Building Management Office, a BOSS-level figure, can't always be mixed with a man who is not capable?
Especially now, when I look at Zhou Yuan carefully, Lu Yu also feels an indescribable temperament and charm from Zhou Yuan. In a word, this man is definitely not an ordinary person!
Plus, Lu Yu and Wang Yan were still planning just now, and they would invisibly "coerce" Han Qingqing with the embarrassment they had broken through. In this way, facing such a "party" as Zhou Yuan at this moment, I feel somewhat imaginary in my heart.
When a person has a guilty conscience, it is easy to lose confidence.
Once you have no confidence, you will generally not pursue any further investigations.
Of course, the most important thing is... Zhou Yuan’s slap and scratch just now accidentally "touched" her taboo...
At this moment, she reacted a little embarrassingly...
"Since it's a misunderstanding, forget it."
Lu Yu casually perfunctorily said that he didn't want to stay here anymore, and turned around and walked to the food stall.
She actually wanted to go to the bathroom to deal with some kind of embarrassment, but in front of Zhou Yuan, she was really embarrassed to run to the bathroom...otherwise, she was afraid that Zhou Yuan would think too much, that would be embarrassment...
Watching Lu Yu leave, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, this girl is finally generous and didn't care about herself...
But I don't want to stay here anymore, so hurry up and find Lu Yao's girl.
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