The outdated CP is popular again [Entertainment Circle]

After repeated identification, three of the five tenants who passed by were familiar faces to Cheng Jue.

Zuo Huo, and Qiuqiu and Dongdong among the three sisters.

"Do you know him?" Lu Hechuan stared at the blurry faces on the screen again and again.

Shan Juanzhi told him the information he got from chatting with the three girls in the car.

The one who responded in the room that night was Xia Xia, the most outgoing of the three girls and also the friendliest to Cheng Jue.

As for the other two, the one with a bob haircut is called Dongdong, and the one with twin ponytails is called Qiuqiu. They don’t like talking to strangers, and their greatest pleasure in the car is to fiddle with the camera.

Normally these three people are inseparable, but judging from the surveillance footage, Xia Xia did not appear during this period.

Shan Juanzhi carefully identified what the two people were holding and sighed: "They really never leave their cameras."

Lu Hechuan suddenly said: "What do you think they are going to take pictures of with this?"

Shan Juanzhi suddenly realized, checked other surveillance cameras, and confirmed one thing.

Qiuqiu and Dongdong, holding the camera, did not go out to take pictures of the scenery. Instead, they stayed on the floor where the deceased was for nearly half an hour. Then they went back to the room and did not go to the restaurant to eat.

The time they left was less than two minutes after Zuo Huo left.

"Maybe their camera can capture something." Shan Juanzhi said.

Lu Hechuan's eyes were still on the screen. "Why do I feel like they are here specifically to take pictures of Zuo Huo's illegitimate fans?"

This involves Dan Juanzhi's blind spot in knowledge.

Since returning to China, Nianxia Entertainment has done a very good job in security. He heard from Hao Xingyun that several popular stars were followed by private fans and were very troubled.

Therefore, he himself has never experienced the horror that illegitimate children bring to celebrities.

Lu Hechuan affirmed: "You can go and try it out."

Shan Juanzhi understood what he meant immediately: "You mean, let me test whether they are fans of Zuo Huo?"

Lu Hechuan: "It's troublesome."

After receiving the task, Shan Juanzhi went to the restaurant to try his luck and see if he could meet the three sisters having dinner.

On the way there, he couldn't help but wonder if Lu Hechuan had been harassed by a stalker, otherwise, how could he subconsciously make such a guess.

Xia Xia was the only one who came to the restaurant today.

She only ordered food for one person, so she ate slowly and didn't check her phone like most people do.

Shan Juanzhi bought a random dinner, sat down opposite Xia Xia, and smiled gently: "There are so many people in the restaurant today. I looked around for a seat and only saw you, an acquaintance. Can I sit here?"

"Sure, no one's sitting there."

Xia Xia was poking the vegetables in the rice. It was obvious that she didn't like them, but she still ate them bite by bite.

Shan Juanzhi took a few bites and said casually: "Why are you the only one here to eat? Are Qiuqiu and Dongdong trying to lose weight? You are both very thin!"

His eyes widened, seemingly in genuine surprise.

Xia Xia laughed twice, obviously in a good mood: "I can still lose more weight. They are busy, I will bring them lunch later."

Shan Juanzhi nodded, ate a few more mouthfuls of food, and seemed to be thirsty. He looked around the drinks rack twice and asked her: "Would you like some juice? The orange juice here is sour and sweet, very delicious!"

Xia Xia held her chin and smiled, "Would you like to buy me a drink?"

"Of course." Shan Juanzhi narrowed his eyes and looked very obedient. "Wait a moment."

He walked to the bar, and Lu Hechuan leaned back in a recliner, admiring a group of waiters busying around him in a very inhumane manner.

"Boss Ming, three bottles of orange juice." Shan Juanzhi knocked his knuckles on the bar twice.

He winked at Lu Hechuan, and Lu Hechuan stood up, took three bottles of drinks from the shelf and placed them neatly in front of him.

Shan Juanzhi only took two bottles: "This one is for Boss Ming."

"Boss Ming, I remember there was a water problem in a room upstairs, and the guests were waiting to use it."

He waved at Lu Hechuan, returned to his seat briskly, and chatted with Xia Xia.

Lu Hechuan gently rubbed the glass bottle cap with his fingertips, picked it up in his hand, stood up and walked upstairs.

A waiter jokingly asked him: "Boss, are you not going to be a supervisor anymore?"

Lu Hechuan shook the orange juice in his hand and said, "I'm tired. Look, some customers saw that I was tired and gave me a tip."

The waiter was amused by him and turned back to the work at hand.

Lu Hechuan walked up the stairs, passed the second floor where his bedroom was, and stopped on the fourth floor. He sat on the small open balcony on the fourth floor for a while and finished a bottle of orange juice. There was no one left in the corridor.

Lu Hechuan put on the waiter jacket hanging behind the curtains and walked slowly in the corridor, passing Zuo Huo's room, and finally stopped in the middle room.

I knocked on the door twice, but as expected, no one responded.

He knocked three more times patiently, but still there was no sound in the room.

Turning around, he stopped in front of Zuo Huo's room again and knocked on the door.

"Hello, I'm here to fix the water pipe."

He stood in front of the door and could vaguely hear rustling sounds from inside. He waited quietly for a minute, and then heavy footsteps slowly approached the door.

Zuo Huo's voice came out through the door: "There is no problem with the water pipe in my room. You can go to another room."

Lu Hechuan: "Sir, I need to check it. It's too cold. If something goes wrong in the middle of the night, it may not be repaired in time."

There was silence for a moment, then the door lock clicked and was opened from the inside.

Lu Hechuan wore a mask. After all, he was not sure whether Zuo Huo knew his identity as the owner of the farm house.

After briefly greeting Zuo Huo, he asked to go into the bathroom to check.

Although Zuo Huo was impatient, he still led him over.

Lu Hechuan looked him up and down and was surprised to find that Zuo Huo, who had not been seen for a long time, had lost weight compared to a week ago. He could even see the bones of Zuo Huo's back through the thin shirt when he walked.

Zuo Huo nowadays does not have any of the refinement of a star. He is in extremely bad condition, his face is ugly and sallow, and he walks with unsteady steps. People can't help but worry that he will faint from exhaustion at some point.

Sure enough, when they reached the bathroom door, Zuo Huo's body swayed. Lu Hechuan stepped forward and quickly supported his shoulders, "Sir, are you okay?"

Zuo Huo frowned because of the pain in his body. He pushed away Lu Hechuan's outstretched arm and said, "Don't touch me!"

He has quite a lot of strength in his hands.

Lu Hechuan's hands were numb from the beating and he took a step back: "Sorry."

Zuo Huo supported himself by holding onto the door frame, and spoke with a weak breath: "Check it quickly."

"Okay." Lu Hechuan entered the bathroom and pretended to look left and right. When he heard footsteps getting farther away from him, he carefully looked around the bathroom but didn't see anything special.

Coming out of the bathroom, Zuo Huo sat down on the sofa tiredly, covering his eyes with one hand, his breathing so light that it was almost inaudible.

There were only a few fruits and vegetables prepared by the farm on the coffee table, and one of them attracted Lu Hechuan's attention.

A bunch of pure white lilies, beautifully wrapped, was placed neatly on the coffee table.

Lu Hechuan remembered that Shan Juanzhi had mentioned to him that Zuo Huo was allergic to pollen.