The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

Chapter 594

"I don't want you to pay..."

"I lent you your money!"

"It's not like I won't pay it back!"

Zhou Chen opened the car door and continued: "Get in the car quickly!"

Luo Xinyan then remembered that Zhou Chen seemed very, very rich.

She sat in the back seat, Zhou Chen closed the door, and then got into the passenger seat.

The car started slowly.

The radio in the car is playing the weather forecast.

"In Beijing, there will be moderate to heavy snowfall from day to night tomorrow, with a maximum temperature of 2 degrees Celsius and a minimum temperature of minus 8 degrees Celsius!"

Modern weather forecasts only report the weather and temperature for the next day. Only through TV or special weather channels can we get weather forecasts for the next three days to one week.

"Wow, is it going to snow?"

Luo Xinyan sat up excitedly.

Anticipation is written on the little face.

It is rare to see snow in Sichuan.

"Good guy, isn't this temperature drop too exaggerated?"

The driver couldn't help but exclaimed, and then said with a gloomy face: "It's still 12 degrees during the day today. When it snows tomorrow, the temperature will drop directly to below zero. I guess I won't be able to get out of the car tomorrow!"

The driver is a local and speaks authentic Beijing dialect.

Their industry hates snowy weather the most.

Zhou Chen stared out the window thoughtfully.

The cold wave will probably come in January.

This cooling in Beijing is just a slight cold wave.

When a big cold wave comes, the temperature will drop to minus 18 degrees Celsius.

"Brother, please keep warm tomorrow!"

Luo Xinyan reminded her later.

Zhou Chen nodded and said, "You also remember to add more clothes!"

. . . . . .

After sending Luo Xinyan to school, Zhou Chen returned to the hotel.

Qi Yunfeng is not in the hotel room.

Zhou Chen sat on the sofa and called Xiang Qiu.

"I was about to call you!"

"I just had a phone call with my bestie, and she has promised me that she will take Logan to collect supplies tomorrow..."

Xiang Qiu didn't beat around the bush and explained the business directly.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang!"

The stone in Zhou Chen's heart finally fell, and he was worried that he would not be able to see Tang Wan despite all the hard work.

Xiang Qiu said hesitantly: "Although you have successfully passed the review, you still have to be careful tomorrow and don't let people in that place see the clues, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"

"Well, I know this. As long as I can take a look at her, I'll be satisfied!"

"Remember to come to my office tomorrow to sign a confidentiality agreement!"

After Xiang Qiu said this, he hung up the phone.

Zhou Chen also deduced from this that Xiang Qiu deliberately teased him yesterday, probably to test himself. This woman might have investigated him.

Xiang Qiu knew that she was not Luo Hongqiang, and her investigation was completely different from Dong Yuzhu's review.

Dong Yuzhu just made sure that she was Luo Hongqiang.

Xiang Qiu, on the other hand, is investigating his background in Jiangzhou based on his true identity.

"For the rest of my life, Fengxue will be you..."

Zhou Chen and Luo Xinran turned on their mobile phones in standard mode while eating noodles.

I took out my cell phone from my pocket and saw a call from my mother.

The child travels thousands of miles and the mother is worried.

He Ying heard on the radio that the temperature in Beijing was about to cool down, so while he was not busy at the moment, he called Zhou Chen and told Zhou Chen to put on more clothes.

The first snow in Beijing did not wait until tomorrow.

When Zhou Chen got up in the middle of the night to relieve himself, he saw heavy snow falling outside the French window.

The hotel has a heating system, so you can't feel the cold outside in the room.

After Zhou Chen untied his hands, he went to the balcony and reached out to catch a few snowflakes.

Snowflakes fell on the palm of my hand and melted quickly.

Looking at the heavy snowfall, Zhou Chen softly recited the poem "Ode to Snow" by Wu Jun, a poet from the Southern Super League.

The breeze shakes the trees in the garden, and fine snow falls under the curtains.

The lingering sky is like fog, and the steps are like flowers.

There are no spring willows, only white osmanthus branches.

No tears, no humanity, no use in missing lovesickness.