A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Lu Zeng was slightly stunned, then immediately looked up at the rearview mirror, hesitated for a moment and confirmed:

"Master, are we going to Kyoto University first?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything. Lu Zeng estimated it in his heart and immediately drove straight to Peking University.

Although Lu Zeng had just returned, he had followed Zhuang Zhoucheng for more than ten years.

He had been with this gentleman since Zhuang Zhoucheng retired from the army. Although they had fought side by side for so many years, Lu Zeng was completely unable to guess what this gentleman was thinking.

The car is parked at the gate of Peking University

Zhuang Zhoucheng had his eyes closed all the way here, and it was unclear whether he had fallen asleep or not. The car stopped for a while before he opened his eyes and said:

"Call her out."

Lu Zeng subconsciously asked back, "Master Ji?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng corrected:

"Huo Yan."

There was an obvious flash of surprise in Lu Zeng's eyes. Was he really here to find that girl?

But that girl...

"Mr. Zhou, there's something I haven't told you. That little girl wasn't sent by Second Young Master Qian."

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows: No?

"Have you found out?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again.

Lu Zeng nodded immediately, "We've checked it out. It was indeed an accident that night. That girl and Young Master Qian didn't know each other at all."

But, that girl and your nephew have a close relationship.

Zhuang Zhoucheng said, "Let her come out and get her student ID card, immediately."

Lu Zeng responded:

"Yes!"

Lu Zeng immediately asked someone to find Huo Yan's number, and within a few minutes, the number came back.

Following Zhuang Zhoucheng's instructions, Lu Zeng asked Huo Yan to go out of the school gate to get his student ID.

"Student card?"

Huo Yan couldn't believe that after so many days, her bag was still found.

She hung up the phone and ran towards the school gate. When she saw the cool car, she stopped subconsciously.

Lu Zeng got out of the car immediately and helped Huo Yan open the back door.

Huo Yan hesitated, but was more afraid of being seen by classmates he knew, so he immediately got into the car.

The car was very air-conditioned and once you sat in it was like you were in a freezer.

"Hello, um..."

Huo Yan greeted timidly, not daring to look up, and subconsciously moved closer to the car door.

Because the man sitting in the car has too strong aura.

When Huo Yan spoke, Zhuang Zhoucheng cast his sharp eyes on her face.

His gaze was like a sword, very sharp and cold, piercing into Huo Yan's sight in an instant. The oppressive breath came so fiercely and quickly that Huo Yan's heart skipped a beat.

It seemed that he was frightened, and even his greeting became stammering.

"Mr. Zhou..."

How could it be that Mr. Zhou picked up her bag?

"I have my student ID."

Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke directly, his voice was just like his hard face, chillingly cold and without any emotion.

"Thank you... Can you give it back to me? And my bag..."

The sound at the back became lower and lower, and the little face turned red inexplicably, and no one knew what he was feeling guilty about.

It may be that on the first night of the 200,000 yuan, she took his money but did not give it to him.

But that night, she was given 50,000 yuan by a stranger...

She was grateful to Zhuang Zhoucheng, but also afraid.

Now there is an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Not daring to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, Huo Yan lowered her head and darted her eyes left and right.

"Of course." Zhuang Zhoucheng said.

After that, Erluo fell silent. Lu Zeng had already gotten into the car. He looked up at the rearview mirror and asked:

"Mr. Zhou, are we going to the Oriental Pearl Tower or the Binhai Restaurant?"

As soon as Lu Zeng finished speaking, Huo Yan immediately became nervous. Her hand had already touched the door handle and she hurriedly said:

"Give me back my things first."

When Zhuang Zhoucheng's imposing gaze came over, Huo Yan almost bit his tongue. He paused and asked in a low voice:

"May I?"