Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

I was a little embarrassed by my state and a little at a loss.

Lu Qingran frowned.

For safety reasons, he wanted to hang up.

Unexpectedly, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, Yan Feng's voice came from the phone again. He said, "Lu Qingran, I shouldn't go home."

Lu Qingran did not respond.

However, the sound of breathing coming from the receiver told Yan Feng that Lu Qingran was still holding the phone.

He should have been listening to him.

"My family doesn't like me. The person who drugged me yesterday was actually my brother."

Yan Feng simply said directly to the other end of the phone: "Although we are related by blood, my parents only regard my brother as their biological son, but treat me as trash."

"They may not want to be my family at all, but they can't help but abandon me directly."

"So every time I go to a public place, they will take me with them, pretending to be a harmonious family with a loving father and filial son, but they will also dislike me. It seems that everything I do is wrong. Once their purpose is not achieved, they will I feel that it was my presence that caused their failure.”

Lu Qingran listened carefully to every word he said.

But at the end, he remained as quiet as before, without giving any response.

Yan Feng paused for a moment, and then continued: "I'm going to see someone I hate again tonight. To be honest, I don't want to see him at all. But my parents respect him very much, and I think we will have a lot of fun at the dinner table tonight." It’s really annoying to hold him up all the time.”

At this point, Yan Feng turned over.

He changed his position and lay on the bed, humming twice more.

The coquettish feeling was even more intense. He said, "Lu Qingran, my waist hurts so much. It's not just my waist that hurts, my whole body hurts."

Lu Qingran frowned slightly.

Did you go too far yesterday?

Yan Feng said: "You are indeed a scumbag!"

Lu Qingran opened his mouth.

He didn't know how to reply.

Yan Feng stopped talking.

Lu Qingran still remained silent.

After waiting for a while, Lu Qingran realized that the little bird that was chattering in his ear just now was not angry with him.

He probably fell asleep directly.

It seems that yesterday was indeed a bit excessive.

Lu Qingran listened to the steady breathing and chuckled without even realizing it.

He didn't hang up the phone either.

Even gave up the computer.

Afraid that he would make too much noise and disturb Yan Feng's sleep, he just took the phone and sent a message to his secretary.

It’s Yan Feng’s name and mobile phone number.

With these two things, given Lu Qingran's identity and strength, it would be easy to investigate Yan Feng himself, even if he wanted to investigate the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

So when Yan Feng woke up, Lu Qingran actually had all his information.

He obviously only slept for two hours.

But when Yan Feng discovered that Lu Qingran hadn't hung up the phone during the past two hours, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

According to the information, unlike the arrogant and domineering person in his previous life, Lu Qingran is a very serious person.

Serious to the point of being meticulous.

So it seems understandable that he didn’t hang up the phone?

After opening his mouth, Yan Feng thought for a moment, and then took the initiative to say to the other side: "I'm sorry, I just fell asleep."

"Ah."

Just such a simple response.

But the response was quick.

This proved that the man had been listening to the sound on the phone. Even if there was no sound for more than two hours, he was still listening.

When I realized this, my heart couldn't help but twitch.

Yan Feng decided to forgive Lu Qingran for his previous remarks!

He also decided to change his judgment on Lu Qingran!

What an iceberg!

He is obviously a warm-hearted man!

He liked Lu Qingran's appearance, so he held the phone with a silly smile on his face.

"Lu Qingran, it's time for me to get up."

Yan Feng's smiling voice came, and he said, "I'm going to take a shower and change clothes. Don't eavesdrop."

What's the point of eavesdropping while taking a shower and changing clothes?

Besides, if you're afraid of me eavesdropping, wouldn't you just hang up the phone yourself?

Lu Qingran thought in his heart.

But he didn't say a single word of these two sentences.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him, he seemed to be a pervert.

Listening to the rustling voice on the other end of the phone, he actually began to imagine Yan Feng changing clothes in his mind.

He thought of the other party's white but thin body.

How could such a good family raise such a thin child?

It seemed that the information the secretary gave him was indeed correct.

The child is not loved by his family.

Everything else can be fake, but this aspect cannot be fake.

Especially since we had a candid meeting last night.

The feeling of being held in my arms even feels like bones are rubbing against my hands.

Thinking of this, the emotions that had just stirred up a little bit calmed down again.

Lu Qingran was a little irritable.

After a while, Yan Feng's voice came again. He said, "I've packed up and am going to see the person I hate again."

"Yeah." Lu Qingran still responded this way.

Yan Feng was used to it, and he was thinking about whether he should hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingran's voice came from the other side again.

He asked: "Who are you going to meet?"

This problem stumped Yan Feng.

He was thinking hard about whether he should reveal that he knew Lu Qingran's identity.

But it only took a moment for him to come to a conclusion.

He said directly to Lu Qingran: "Go and see Lu Lingtian, that third generation rich man. Their family is very rich. Do you know him?"

of course I know.

I am still his brother-in-law, the really rich one in their family.

Lu Qingran still didn't answer.

Yan Feng continued: "Then shall I hang up?"

Lu Qingran asked: "Is the phone bill not enough?"

Yan Feng didn't understand what this question meant for a while.

The next second, a text message came over that the recharge was credited, and his phone was charged 3000 yuan.

Yan Feng:......

This time he understood.

What a detour! Can't you be more straightforward?

Just don't let him hang up the phone!