The eyes of the night are different from the past, gradually getting hot and stubborn.

Shi Xinran noticed something and her face turned redder.

Ye Se's throat couldn't help swallowing itself, and the Adam's apple slid significantly.

Shi Xinran lowered her head in panic.

The air around the two seemed to be stagnant.

"Xinran, phone." The screams of a girl in the room broke the embarrassment between the two.

Shi Xinran hurriedly said to Yese: "Sorry, I'll answer the phone."

After she hurriedly walked in, Yese heard the voice just now and continued: "It's reporter Sun."

Another voice came out: "This reporter Sun has been pursuing Xinran for a year. Do you think he has hope?"

"Reporter Sun has good conditions and is dedicated to Xinran. The young man is really good. I am very optimistic about them."

"Me too."

The conversation inside the room caused a significant blow to the hope that had just been ignited by the night.

Is anyone pursuing Shi Xinran?

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

It is normal for some people to pursue it. It would be strange if no one pursues a girl like Shi Xinran, who is beautiful, kind, and has a good family background.

Ye Se leaned against the wall and waited for Shi Xinran to answer the phone.

The phone call took a long time. Although the content could be heard from outside was about the interview, with the previous prompt, no matter how stupid the night faced, he could hear the other party talked a lot of gossip on the excuse of work.

He was a little unhappy.

Shi Xinran put down the phone, walked out, and asked in a low voice: "How is Director Rong now?"

Yese shook his head: "I don't know, I heard from my colleagues that the people from the investigation department were going to bury Rong's department alive last night, but three of them were killed. Rong's department was stolen, and the others have not been heard of."

"As long as it is safe," Shi Xinran felt relieved. She looked up at Yese: "Thank you for coming to tell me, but I'm sorry, my colleague just called and an interview editor asked us to go together, and I'm going to leave soon."

Now, she has returned to normal.

"So late?" Ye Se raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's already 7 o'clock, you haven't eaten yet, right? When will the interview be over now? How can your colleague arrange the interview now? It's too late and unsafe."

The night was full of problems, and it was a bit rushing, and it was even more worried than other parents and brothers.

Shi Xinran looked at him strangely and asked, "Can't it work?"

The little girl's heart is not as thoughtful as night.

Yese realized his loss of composure and quickly explained: "No, it just feels too late, afraid of being unsafe."

Until now, he is not qualified to take care of Shi Xinran's affairs.

Shi Xinran thought for a while: "I'll ask the driver at home to pick me up."

"Yeah." Ye Se nodded.

This is the best way to at least prevent the Sun from having any bad ideas.

After the two broke up, Yese called a rickshaw and rushed to Yiquelanshan Hotel.

Sitting in the car, he couldn't help but be stunned.

I'm a weird person today.

Heart jumped over because of Shi Xinran's happy smile, and then jumped over angrily when she answered the phone. Finally, she went to interview with the people who pursued her and skipped over angrily.

The emotional changes since birth are not as much as they have experienced in less than an hour.

He is really like what others say, is he in love?

"Sir, sir, we're here." The rickshaw driver parked for a long time, but he didn't see Ye Se get off, so he couldn't help but urge him.

Ye Se heard the sound in a trance, sighed, mocking himself for being stupid.

After paying, getting out of the car, the night returned to normal. After walking into the hotel, he intuitively observed the surroundings.

The spy's fault.

There were not many people in front of the lobby, a few waiters, a few guests who were checking in, and a few clean and hygienic people.

The man who was wiping the table in the east did nothing at the front desk. The man dressed up as a lobby manager with a newspaper pretending to be the spy who was staring at people here.

The night has cultivated its ignorant eyes.

As for whom I am staring at, I don’t know yet.

He looked natural and had an elegant manner to the third floor, ringing at Zhang Peifeng's room.

"Who?" A lazy question came from inside.

"Open the door." Ye Se answered concisely.

As soon as the door opened, the night pushed the door open and went in.

Zhang Peifeng, wearing a white nightgown, was holding a cigarette in his mouth, sleepy eyes, as if he had just woken up from his beautiful dream.

"Fourth Master, it's just dark." Ye Se admires such a person who is not busy with life.

After hearing this, Zhang Peifeng laughed proudly: "The man in your yard was so angry that I was so angry today."

"You went there, what happened?" Ye Se nervous.

"When you came in with Ronghui on your back last night, an old man opposite the door saw him. He reported to Wu Zenghua's people. The spy from the investigation department broke in and wanted to take the people in the yard away. At that time, I took a girl over and drove Wu Zenghua's people away. After playing a good show on your bed, I disgusted the man in the yard and leaned against the door to pretend to be asleep, hahaha."

Yese wondered: "What kind of scene do you act to make people feel uncomfortable?"

Zhang Peifeng still released a cigarette at him and said disgustedly: "Don't tell me that you are still a young man, what kind of play can men and women play in bed."

Ye Se was impressed and provoked: "You are in front of him?"

Zhang Peifeng was overjoyed: "Yes, I don't even close the door. That girl screamed very loudly. That guy heard a once-in-a-lifetime show for free."

"Hmph, humph, humph! It's really something that you, Mr. Zhang, can do." Ye Se shook his head one after another.

Zhang Peifeng took off his nightgown and was naked, with a deep scar on his back.

He put on his coat, picked up the door card, and said to Yese: "Go out for a midnight snack, I'm hungry."

Still an old habit.

Ye Se followed Zhang Peifeng and left the room.

"There is a note downstairs. Do you know who you are with?" Yese remembered the two spies he had just seen.

"You'll know after a test." Zhang Peifeng answered indifferently.

People who are in their vocation feel like seeing a spy is no different from seeing a flies and a bug.

After the two went downstairs, they looked straight out of the door.

Standing outside the door, they seemed to be waiting for the car.

But the two of them stared at the closest stainless steel door post to them.

From the shiny pillars, you can clearly see everything that is born behind you.

The two people who Yese said put down what they were in their hands and followed.

Zhang Peifeng squeezed his eyes at Yese and pointed his right hand at his chest.

He silently told Yese that it was coming for him.

A black car slid to the front door, and Zhang Peifeng waved his hand at Ye Se. The two got in and closed the door.

Zhang Peifeng told the driver: "Click it slowly and pay attention to see if someone is following me?"

"Yes, Fourth Master."

After Zhang Peifeng's identity was revealed, all food, clothing, housing and transportation were restored to their previous standards.

All are the best.

In order to make a fan life like, he felt wronged for about a year and now he started to make compensation.

In the twilight, the car was moving forward evenly without any speed, and the driver turned his eyes and stared at several reversing mirrors.

After passing three intersections, the driver was very confident in reporting to the owner: "The fourth young master, there is a black Buick with a license plate of Luo-6379 followed behind."

Zhang Peifeng said to Yese: "You are responsible for checking this car."

Ye Se nodded as if he was following his servant: "Abide by the order, Fourth Master."

After driving for another ten minutes, the car stopped in front of the Royal Hotel.

Zhang Peifeng walked into the hall with night, found a table against the wall, ordered four dishes and a pot of wine.

"Why do you like drinking this kind of wine? Shouldn't you drink foreign wine or something?" Yese picked up the wine and watched it repeatedly.

Every time he drinks, Zhang Peifeng wants large-scale wine, which is very incompatible with his identity.

"I lived with an old man who was begging for a while. His favorite thing was this kind of bulk high-alcohol wine. The habit I developed at that time." Zhang Peifeng said with a smile.
To be continued...