I was targeted by the scumbag Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

After being reminded by Xu Yaozhou, Fu Juncheng reacted immediately and explained: "I packed everything up, but I haven't found a chance to return it to you. There is also a bank card in it, which you probably forgot."

Xu Yaozhou didn't answer immediately.

Fu Juncheng added another sentence: "If I had known I would meet you here today, I would have brought you with me."

"It's ok."

After a short pause, Xu Yaozhou's eyes were clean and clear, and the smile between his brows and eyes widened and extended to the corner of his mouth: "I don't know if you mind, please leave a contact information?"

Fu Juncheng didn't think about it, and thought it would be more convenient.

On the contrary, Zhang Chenze saw some clues. One moment they had a good relationship, but the next moment they found out that they didn't even have each other's phone numbers...

It is said that it is like old friends at first sight, and someone has to believe it.

Besides, this kind of thing should never have happened to Xu Yaozhou.

Most people don't know it, but Zhang Chenze sees it carefully. Although Xu Yaozhou treats others with gentleness, he often shows a sense of indifference and alienation. There are very few people who are close to him, let alone take the initiative to ask people to contact him. way out.

Zhang Chenze had changed his opinion of Fu Juncheng because of the audition, but now seeing Xu Yaozhou's attitude, he was even more curious.

As soon as Fu Juncheng walked away, Zhang Chenze couldn't help asking: "What did you leave on him?"

Xu Yaozhou took another look at the newly changed notes on the phone, then turned off the screen, and answered without haste: "Clothes and bank cards."

Zhang Chenze: "..."

I was still guessing...

Now all guesses have been answered by the parties...

It's better to look at these two things separately.

Let's put it together, it's very imaginative.

Zhang Chenze's mood was extremely complicated. After a long silence, he hesitated to speak: "Actually, based on your conditions, there is no need for it."

Xu Yaozhou looked over slowly.

Zhang Chenze thought about his words: "Fu Juncheng, I heard that he has an unusual relationship with Wu Jin. Although he looks good, he can't win people's love, can he?"

Zhang Chenze has been focusing on his works these years, and rarely asks about other things. Knowing this, Xu Yaozhou subconsciously raised his brows, and asked lightly: "Is he and Wu Jin on good terms?"

Zhang Chenze: "..."

Zhang Chenze sighed heavily in his heart. Looking at Xu Yaozhou was like watching a little sheep who was fascinated by a fox and was fascinated by foxes. Rise, I saw it in the audition yesterday, there are so many people in the audience, Fu Juncheng directly picked Wu Jin to play, do you think the relationship is good?"

Zhang Chenze felt that his hint was already obvious.

He almost grabbed Xu Yaozhou's shoulder and shook wildly:

Wake up!

There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world! !Fu Juncheng has a master! ! !

It is still the kind of master in the literal sense! ! ! !

Xu Yaozhou curled his lips slightly, and said in a cool tone, "Director Zhang, you have misunderstood. Fu Juncheng and I are not in the relationship you think."

Zhang Chenze was slightly taken aback.

Xu Yaozhou said lightly: "It's just that Wu Jin is not a good person."

Zhang Chenze: "..."

Xu Yaozhou: "He deserves better."

Hearing the words, Zhang Chenze naturally picked up the words in his head:

Do you want that person to be you?

At this moment, Zhang Chenze felt that he was a chicken.

Standing in the vast melon fields, I don't know what to do.

At the end, Xu Yaozhou raised his eyes a little, and Zhang Chenze looked at him, like a melancholy young man in love, cautious and full of sourness and helplessness: "The words just now, please guide you..."

Zhang Chenze patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, I will keep it secret for you."

If Xu Yaozhou's fan club knew that their male god had a crush on him, Fu Juncheng would still be the other party...

What a nonsense this is!

Gee.

Young people today.

Fu Juncheng didn't know that his conversation with Xu Yaozhou had already been made up by Zhang Chenze.

When he returned to the car, he immediately smelled a smell of cigarettes.

Although the smell was very mild, it still made him uncomfortable. Fu Juncheng endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help it: "I want to get out of the car and walk around by myself."

Wu Jin didn't speak, and the driver didn't intend to stop.

Only then did Fu Juncheng turn his gaze to Wu Jin, and through the flickering lights outside the car window, it fell on Wu Jin's expressionless side face.

After a long silence, Wu Jin frowned, and said two words: "As you wish."

Stopping on the side of the road, Fu Juncheng opened the car door without saying a word.

Wu Jin suddenly said: "Your father is ill, I suggest you go back and have a look."

Fu Juncheng paused on his feet and turned to look at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin looked sideways and smiled at him, as if pointing something: "Don't be late, you'll regret it again."

Fu Juncheng didn't quite understand the meaning of Wu Jin's words, but he couldn't ask too many questions, but he could guess some points after thinking about it carefully. I'm afraid that no matter how much Yuanchen complained about his father, he still couldn't really be ruthless and ignore his father.

Too many words and too many mistakes, Fu Juncheng simply remained silent, turned his head and left.

But after walking a few steps, I still feel wrong.

Wu Jin obviously meant something. If Yuanshen's old father really suffered from some incurable disease, one day Yuanshen will come back and see this scene...

Fu Juncheng felt a little bit apologetic for no reason.

After hesitating for a long time, he clicked on the mobile phone software and found the original address.

The location is an old private house, even the walls are gray brick color, because of the changes in urban planning in recent years, it is submerged in many towering high-rise buildings, which seems out of place.

Cars couldn't get in the alley, so Fu Juncheng could only ask the taxi driver to pull over.

He knew that Yuan's family was suffering.

But I never thought it would be so painful.

The people in the alley had almost moved, which made the already dark alley even darker.

In addition, it was raining suddenly on the road, and the road surface was a little slippery. Fu Juncheng managed to find the building mentioned on the address by using the light of his mobile phone.

He walked in with his foot cautiously, the sensor light flickered several times, then went off again after a while.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Should it be too late to go now?

Although he thought he had learned materialism well, his fear of ghosts was completely instinctive and had nothing to do with his knowledge reserve.

Not to mention that he still wears books now!

Even the books are worn, what else is impossible? ! ! !

Fu Juncheng's legs suddenly became weak.

All of a sudden, there was a bang upstairs, shaking the lights on several floors.

A male voice spat in a smoky voice: "Stinky bastard, if you don't take out the money obediently, I will never end with you!"

Hearing this, Fu Juncheng raised his head and went up the stairwell, and saw a can and wine bottle rolling down, rolling several floors, and hitting his feet.

He frowned and stepped on it.

Really...

It's not a good thing.

Yuanshen's father accounted for three of the four major harms of "eating, drinking, whoring and gambling". This scene clearly tried to borrow usury again, and now he was being asked for debt again.

Facts have proved that Fu Juncheng was right.

As soon as the door was pushed open, before he had time to see the interior layout clearly, he was embraced by the oncoming middle-aged man, and said happily, "My dear son, you came just in time, did you bring any money?"

Fu Juncheng withdrew without showing a trace, and looked around at the tall men who smelled of alcohol.One of them had a finger-long scar on the corner of his eye and the back of his hand, like a centipede lying ferociously on the dark and rough skin.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

I'm afraid he was set up by Wu Jin?