"I think I can explain."
Wen Ruan pretended to be calm: "To be honest, these are all fakes."
And at this moment, a few small tickets sandwiched between these packaging bags flew out, circled slowly in the air, and then landed quietly at her feet.
The atmosphere suddenly became surprisingly quiet.
...and that's embarrassing.
"Well, continue?"
Fu Zhihuan raised his arms, leaned lazily against the door frame, raised his chin towards Wen Ruan, with a smile in his eyes, an expression that I see how you explain it.
Wen Ruan was ashamed and annoyed by the sight, so she simply smashed the jar, bent down to pick up the receipt, and said confidently: "What's wrong with the girls buying some clothes, look at this dress—"
She lowered her head and glanced at the price, then straightened her body with her hips on her hips, and said forcefully, "It's only over five thousand, isn't it cheap!"
"..." Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the two eye-catching Hermes bags.
Wen Ruan caught Fu Zhihuan's line of sight, and then took a step to the left, just blocking his line of sight: "Yes! Look, I've only bought two Hermes bags after I've been at your house for so long! Two! Only !two!"
As she spoke, she was so moved by herself that she choked up: "I'm too frugal."
"..."
What bullshit.
All the packaging bags on the ground were blocked by Wen Ruan, Fu Zhihuan burst into laughter, and when he looked up, he happened to see the cosmetics on the dressing table.
Last time I saw it, it seemed to only take up half of the table.
It's completely out of reach now.
Following Fu Zhihuan's gaze, Wen Ruan glanced in the direction of the makeup table, and suppressed a guilty conscience to put on a righteous expression: "What's wrong with the abundance of cosmetics? Look, there are so many lipstick colors. If you only buy one, is it the right one?" Won't it be lonely?"
"So lipsticks can't be taken apart to buy, and the whole family has to be neat!"
"..."
Absolutely.
Fu Zhihuan was not prepared to question her.
But Wen Ruan was already nervous and shook himself completely before he asked the question.
Strong words and reasoning belong to strong words and reasoning.
But having said that, Wen Ruan also knew that there might be no way for him to maintain his poor man's vest any longer.
Rather than being brutally exposed, it is better to be honest.
So she sighed in pain, and prepared to have a heart-to-heart talk with Fu Zhihuan.
Wen Ruan stretched out his hand and closed the door without saying a word.
Then picked up the culprit, the earl, and came to the living room.
Then I poured myself a glass of orange juice and put it on the coffee table.
After finishing all the preparations, she crossed her hands and put them on her lap, like a negotiator: "Mr. Fu Zhihuan, in this case, I decided to confess everything to you."
Fu Zhihuan sat down on the sofa beside Wen Ruan: "Say it."
Wen Ruan took a deep breath, summoned up her courage and said, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. Maybe this sentence sounds arrogant, but in fact my family is not poor, and I'm a little rich."
After she finished speaking, her whole body immediately tensed up, paying attention to Fu Zhihuan's reaction nervously.
It was quiet for a few seconds.
Fu Zhihuan nodded: "Yes."
Um
That's it
One is gone
Wen Ruan couldn't believe it: "Aren't you surprised?"
Fu Zhihuan was silent for a while: "Wen Ruan, the only thing I'm surprised about is that you really think you're acting like a poor man?"
"..."
Finally, Wen Ruan accepted the fact that her acting skills were really bad.
She huddled together dejectedly, thought for a while, and then said softly: "Actually, I ran away from home because my father made a marriage contract for me. I wanted to divorce the engagement, but they refused, so I ran away from home. "
"But I will definitely divorce! And people will know at a glance that they don't like me, and I will definitely not be imprisoned by the outdated thinking of arranged marriage!"
Fu Zhihuan looked at Wen Ruan who was huddled together in grievance, his eyes darkened, and he asked slowly, "Do you blame him?"
"Ah? You mean the fiancé who got engaged to me?"
Wen Ruan raised her head, and it took a while to understand Fu Zhihuan's question. She thought about it carefully, and then laughed: "Of course I don't blame him."
At the end, he added word for word: "I just want to kill him."
"..."
Fu Zhihuan, his fiancé, stretched out his hand, closed his eyes and rubbed his slightly swollen temples, thought for a moment, then raised his eyelids, and said very seriously: "Wen Ruan."
Wen Ruan: "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhihuan: "Sorry, I'm actually—"
"buzzing"
The mobile phone placed on the coffee table suddenly started to vibrate, breaking all the just right atmosphere just now.
Fu Zhihuan frowned, picked up the phone, and found that it was Zhao Zichen's call.
"Old Fu, you have to come to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. Our police officers have indeed found some evidence that can prove that the driver who hit you at that time had a relationship with Peng Mengyin before. But just when we were about to detain Peng When Meng Yin was interrogating, she was found to have disappeared a day ago."
Peng Mengyin disappeared.
This is undoubtedly a time bomb that is out of control and will explode at any time.
It seems that before solving this time bomb, it is not a good time to be open and honest with Wen Ruan.
Fu Zhihuan frowned, stood up, and picked up the coat beside him: "Sorry, I have to go to the door now."
Although she didn't know what happened, Wen Ruan could still tell from Fu Zhihuan's expression that it must be a big deal.
So she nodded and stood up: "OK."
Fu Zhihuan walked to the entrance, pushed open the door, suddenly thought of something, turned around and shouted: "Wen Ruan."
"Um?"
"wait me back."
Wen Ruan was slightly startled, as if he didn't react to Fu Zhihuan's sudden words.
It seems ordinary, but it makes people feel a numb feeling in their hearts.
She pursed her lips lightly, then nodded with a smile: "OK."
"How's the situation?"
"We inquired about the driver's recent transfer records and found that a large amount of income came from Peng Mengyin's account. However, during the previous investigation, the driver insisted that he did not know Peng Mengyin. It may also be that the recent investigation was too quiet. It made her suspicious, so when we were going to visit today, we found that Peng Mengyin had disappeared."
After Fu Zhihuan finished cooperating with the investigation, it was already dark.
Zhao Zichen drove him home and informed him of the current investigation by the way.
Fu Zhihuan asked, "Have you checked the nearest station?"
"It's all been checked. Peng Mengyin should not have left the city yet. We also notified the police station near her hometown to investigate, and learned that Peng Mengyin has not contacted her family during this time."
Zhao Zichen rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little headache: "Don't worry, we will arrange people to protect your safety during this time."
Not out of town yet.
Fu Zhihuan frowned.
Those who have already made plans to plan this car accident must not give up their plans so easily.
"become."
Fu Zhihuan said with a low smile, and lowered his eyes to button his cuffs: "Then I will trouble you to protect me."
Zhao Zichen smiled: "Old Fu, I have noticed that you have become more and more different recently. If you encountered this kind of thing before, you must have said 'no need', 'just do your own thing' and 'don't worry about it' , and now you can still climb up the pole.”
Fu Zhihuan said indifferently: "Recently, I've been saving my life."
"For your little girl?" Zhao Zichen skillfully turned a corner: "Good thing, you always acted like you were desperate before, but now you know how to cherish your life."
Speaking of this, he also elongated his tone and sighed: "That's right, we have never seen you being so precious to anyone before, and we have never seen you interacting with relatives. It is the first time that you value someone so much."
After finishing this sentence, Zhao Zichen didn't hear Fu Zhihuan answer.
He was happy, and glanced at the rearview mirror by the way: "Shy?"
But when Zhao Zichen saw the expression on Fu Zhihuan's face, he was suddenly taken aback, and put away his foolish look: "What's wrong with you? You suddenly act like this."
Fu Zhihuan put away the lazy expression just now, and there seemed to be a layer of cold air between his brows.
As if he was reminded by a word in Zhao Zichen's words, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his expression became cold and serious in an instant.
Fu Zhihuan pursed his thin lips tightly, took out his mobile phone, searched for Wen Ruan's contact information, and called.
The phone was connected after many rings.
Wen Ruan's voice was somewhat indistinct, accompanied by slight panting and footsteps, as if outside: "Hello?"
Fu Zhihuan: "Where are you now?"
"On the way home."
Wen Ruanxu muttered, "I went to the office this afternoon to get the materials, and I went out with Qin Sushan for a while. The place is quite close to Mingchen Garden, so I didn't take a taxi and went back in a while."
Hearing Wen Ruan's voice, Fu Zhihuan's tense emotions just now relaxed a little: "Well, share your location with me."
Wen Ruan laughed crisply on the other end of the receiver, and while clicking on the shared location, said helplessly: "Okay, but it's okay, I'll be home in a while, I won't meet anyone, and I've never seen you worry so much before .”
When Zhao Zichen heard Fu Zhihuan's words, he also laughed immediately: "I thought it was a big deal, but I was worried about the safety of the little girl. Don't worry, the law and order in this area is very good—"
"Wen Ruan?"
Zhao Zichen was still talking some jokes, but was suddenly interrupted by Fu Zhihuan's suddenly high-pitched voice. He subconsciously pulled the car over and looked back: "What's wrong, old Fu?"
Fu Zhihuan glanced at the phone screen where he hung up the call, frowned, and dialed again.
The system tone indicates that the phone is powered off.
Location sharing has also ended.
Uneasiness spread like never before.
Fu Zhihuan's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body was shrouded in low air pressure. He clicked on Wen Ruan's last location sharing address before hanging up, and said, "An Chudao near Mingchen Garden, go here."
Zhao Zichen could already see the strangeness from Fu Zhihuan's expression, then he nodded and restarted the car.
The phone is dead.
I had so much fun with Qin Sushan today that I forgot to pay attention to the low battery of my phone.
Wen Ruan looked at the screen that was turned off because the battery was exhausted, sighed, put the phone into the bag, and then quickened her pace.
Forget it, anyway, after leaving An Chudao, we will almost arrive at Mingchen Garden, let's talk to Fu Zhihuan again when we go back.
Usually there are not many people on Anchu Road, especially now that it is completely dark, there are even fewer pedestrians. After walking for half the street, basically there are not many people.
And at this moment, Wen Ruan heard footsteps suddenly sounding behind him.
As if deliberately trying to get his attention, every sound was extraordinarily loud.
Wen Ruan felt a strange feeling in his heart, so he stopped, turned his head, and recognized the face of the person behind him.
She frowned: "Miss Peng, why are you here so late?"
The author has something to say: ah, after more than ten minutes, my coding speed has become slower and slower.
I lost Wu Lei.
It's okay, Bai Jingting next time.
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