Hard to Deceive

The voice just fell.

Noting Sang Yan's unyielding complexion, Wen Yifan instantly noticed that what she said seemed to be no different from "Your face is too unsightly".

Moreover, she seems to have said this more than once tonight.

It's like a white-eyed wolf crossing a river and tearing down a bridge.

Wen Yifan decided to save the situation: "But even if it disfigured--" At this point, she felt something was wrong again, and bit the bullet and changed her mouth: "Even if you lose the picture for a short time, this will not affect your handsomeness."

Sang Yan looked at her blankly.

At this time, Wang Linlin happened to reply to her WeChat.

Wen Yifan lowered his head and glanced, with an "ok" expression. She looked relaxed, and took the initiative to say: "My friend replied to me, then I will go in first."

Sang Yan didn't reply, only tore the corners of his lips.

"Right," Wen Yifan solemnly said before leaving, thinking of tonight's affairs, "Anyway, even if you think it's a simple effort, I owe you a favor. If you need help in the future, you can ask me."

Sang Yan hummed carelessly, waved his hand casually, and returned to the car.

He glanced at the medicine bag placed in the passenger seat, and then looked out the window.

Watching Wen Yifan put the duffel bag on the suitcase, he slowly walked toward the gate of the community while holding the lever. Maybe because the luggage is a little heavy, she walks very slowly.

But never looked back.

Until her back completely disappeared from the field of vision, Sang Yan withdrew his gaze. He was about to start the car, but thinking of her situation just now, and the reaction of her friend's community and building number for a long time, his movements stopped again.

Sang Yan lowered the window, put his elbow on the window, and did not leave immediately.

Think of Wen Yifan in high school.

Because she is extremely beautiful in appearance, and because she is quiet and not talkative, she is an arrogant and difficult person in the eyes of others. So her popularity in the class is not good.

Although, her temper is actually so good that she has no temper.

After a long time, everyone is familiar with each other.

The classmates gradually understood what kind of person she was and became unscrupulous. In private, she was given the title of "vase"-she couldn't do anything well, like she didn't have any common sense of life, except for being beautiful and dancing.

Sang Yan didn't know whether Wen Yifan would cry if he encountered things like this.

But he was certain that she would never be able to talk to him as usual, as if nothing had happened. During this time, he did not see her find anyone to comfort him.

I just thank those who helped her blindly.

It seems that there is no emotion.

Sang Yan lowered his eyes, wanted to smoke a cigarette, but was interrupted by a phone call.

He answered the phone.

Su Haoan's voice sounded from the other end: "Will you come to'work overtime' tonight? If you come, drive my car over. What the **** do I drive when you drive my car! How can you pick up girls without a car!"

Sang Yan: "Okay, I'll pay you back later."

Su Haoan: "But why did you leave suddenly?"

"I don't know?" Sang Yan sneered, "It's my turn to mention it to you?"

"..." Su Haoan was silent for three seconds, and took the initiative to admit his mistake, "Okay, I won't take it next time, right? They've taken turns to make me angry."

Sang Yan didn't bother to care about him.

Su Haoan started to complain for herself again: "Then I **** like screaming, is it wrong! I am interested in this type!"

"Done?"

"Of course not," Su Hao'an continued to complain, "Can you be patient with me, can you coax me like I am your future girlfriend? I am in a complicated mood now."

"Bye."

Sang Yan cut off the phone, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and took a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

When I was looking for a lighter, Su Haoan called back again. He picked it up, turned on the lights in the car, and rummaged in the storage box ahead.

"You are too ruthless. I now have time to take a breath and talk to you because my subject has gone to the toilet." Su Haoan condemned him, "How can you! You can! Just hang up! Just hang up!"

Sang Yan said "Oh", "I can still hang up the second time."

"..." Su Haoan began to sigh, "Oh, coaxing a woman is really too tired. I thought this Linlin was pretty cute, why is it so annoying today."

"Then don't talk about it."

"That won't work, falling in love is so cool."

"..." Sang Yan snorted, "You just owe it."

While saying this, under the light, Sang Yan noticed something shiny under the passenger seat. He stopped his sight, squinted his eyes, leaned over and bent over to pick it up.

Sang Yan straightened up, looking thoughtfully at what was in his hand.

It's a bunch of keys.

Wen Yifan waited at the door of Wang Linlin's house for about two hours.

It was not until twelve o'clock that Wang Linlin was late. When she saw Wen Yifan's appearance, she was a little surprised: "Xiao Fan, what's the matter with you? Why are you so embarrassed."

Wen Yifan explained: "Something happened to the house I lived in before, and suddenly came over and interrupted your appointment and asked you to come back early. I'm so sorry, Sister Lin."

"It's okay." Wang Linlin opened the door and sighed, "I could come back sooner, but my boyfriend is so annoying. I am embarrassed to have you wait here for a long time."

The two walked in together.

Wang Linlin: "It's too early. You can clean up first. I'm too sleepy. I took a shower and went to sleep. If you have any precautions, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Wen Yifan nodded hurriedly.

Wang Linlin walked two steps in the direction of the master bedroom, then turned around: "By the way, why did you come back today? The place where we ate was quite off the beaten track. I forgot to remind you when you left."

Wen Yifan: "Sang Yan just happens to be leaving, I will ask him to take a ride."

"You ask him?" Wang Linlin laughed suddenly as if he heard a big joke, "Why doesn't he take the initiative to drive you?"

Wen Yifan didn't know where the joke was, and he was a little confused: "He doesn't need to drive me."

Wang Linlin shook her head with some sympathy: "Don't do this in the future. He doesn't know how happy he is in private now. I guess he is laughing at you with his friends."

Wen Yifan: "Huh?"

"After all, he couldn't catch you before. Now if you post him upside down, he will definitely play with you for a while. If you get tired of it, he will dump you. You have to pay attention." Wang Linlin walked back and took a picture. On her shoulder, "Believe me, I'm too experienced. There is no difference between this group of elder brothers, they are all wicked."

"..."

Wen Yifan wanted to say that he didn't plan to post backwards, and he felt that Sang Yan was not such a person.

After all, he doesn't even care about her now.

But Wen Yifan has always been too lazy to argue with others, only when the other party is a kind reminder.

"I understand."

The co-renting with Wang Linlin is more harmonious than Wen Yifan imagined.

Because the two can hardly touch them at home.

Wang Linlin's work and rest are very healthy, and she is very obsessed with beauty sleep. She sleeps for eight hours a day. Unless she is forced, she must fall asleep before 11 o'clock. After waking up, she didn't make any noise, put on her makeup and cleaned up and went out.

Because Wen Yifan had to run the news, he was too busy to stay at home and had a messy schedule. For her, the residence is basically just a place to sleep.

The law and order here is good, it is close to the company, and there is not much difference between having a roommate and not having a roommate.

For Wen Yifan, it is already the most perfect co-living life in her imagination.

Knowing that Wen Yifan and Wang Linlin really live together.

Su Tian asked her about this several times, and when she saw that she really felt it was good, she was completely relieved.

Every Wednesday afternoon.

As soon as Wen Yifan finished the phone call with an expert, Su Tian happened to come back from the pantry. She leaned over to Wen Yifan and chatted with her in a low voice: "I just heard that Wang Linlin is going to resign."

Wen Yifan was attracted by the attention, and said in surprise: "Really?"

"It should be true. Didn't she mention it to you when you lived with her?" Su Tian said, "It seems that she has already handed in her resignation. She just doesn't want to do it at first glance."

"How did you tell?"

"I came late every day and left early. The director was very dissatisfied with her during this period. If I didn't resign, he would be fired sooner or later. I saw her pretending to check the information for a while, and left without doing anything. "

Due to frequent unpaid overtime, journalists work relatively freely in this industry. I can work 24 hours a day when I am busy, and come late and leave early after my work is done.

There are few limitations.

Although they stay in an office, some colleagues can't see each other a few times a week.

Wen Yifan didn't pay much attention to these things, and didn't feel wrong: "Did she change jobs because she didn't want to run the news? After all, just getting that basic salary is not enough to live."

"Didn't she catch a rich second generation?" At this point, Su Tian couldn't help but mention, "The rich second generation seems to be really rich. I saw Wang Linlin get on the car again a few days ago. Ferrari is now. She can't say anything other than showing off to me now."

Wen Yifan smiled: "Just listen."

Su Tian whispered: "How come I can't understand her sorely."

Without waiting for Wen Yifan to reply, Fu Zhuang's head suddenly squeezed between the two of them, and he smiled and said, "I can't understand who is so silly?"

I don't know when I came back.

Su Tian was startled and pushed him away angrily: "Who else can it be! You!"

Fu Zhuang: "?"

Su Tian: "What are you eavesdropping on, kiddie, get away."

"What little kid!" Fu Zhuang was dissatisfied for an instant, and the drink bottle in his hand was used as a microphone. "Aren't we the "Fan Fu Suzi" group? You should share with me any workplace gossip you two have, and you can't isolate me!

Su Tian was amused: "What kind of a bad combination name, have I agreed?"

Fu Zhuang: "Isn't this pretty?"

Wen Yifan smiled, did not participate in this topic, and continued to tap the keyboard.

There was silence.

Seeing that they both ignored him, Fu Zhuang took the initiative: "Two sisters, do you have an appointment tonight? Do you want to spend a festival with Da Zhuang? In order to celebrate the first time that Da Zhuang’s cut film is on the order, we Combine to have a party!"

Su Tian patted him on the head: "Go home and drink milk by yourself. My sister has an appointment."

Fu Zhuang looked at Wen Yifan: "Sister Yifan..."

Hearing his name, Wen Yifan raised his eyes, seeming not to listen to them at all. Seeing the drink in his hand, she reacted for a few seconds, and then pretended to be perfunctory: "Thank you, I won't drink it."

"..."

After the talk, Wen Yifan continued to think about the news release. Until the first draft was completed, she leaned back, rested on the back of the chair for a while, and turned on the phone to take a look.

The former landlord sent her a WeChat message two hours ago.

Landlord: [Xiao Wen, did you forget to leave me the key to the house? 】

Wen Yifan was stunned, but didn't react for a while.

The night she moved out, she told the landlord on WeChat. Within a few days, the landlord used WeChat to return the remaining rent and deposit to her, and never contacted her again.

She also didn't need this key, and hadn't considered this matter at all.

Wen Yifan replied: [Yes, sorry. You see when you are free, I will take it to you. 】

Even so, Wen Yifan couldn't think of where he threw the key.

Is it going to fall?

For some reason, Wen Yifan thought of Zhong Siqiao's bracelet falling in Sangyan's bar inexplicably. When thinking that she should not be so unlucky, someone sent her two more messages.

When he saw the name, Wen Yifan had a bad feeling.

She subconsciously clicked on it.

The first one is a photo with the key that the landlord just asked for.

The second one that followed.

Sang Yan: [The same method is not recommended for the second time. 】