Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"Young Master Zhuo, where did you go last night? Why didn't I see you back all night?" Zheng Dong immediately asked with concern when he saw Zhuo Yifan.And his gaze was on Anna who was staring suspiciously at the side.Since the two were together and appeared in the hotel, Zheng Dong would naturally suspect that Zhuo Yifan and Anna had been together last night.

"There was something wrong last night. I was going to send Anna home. It was delayed. I just happened to have something to do in the morning, so Anna left it to you. You have to send her home safely, and then Go back to the hotel!" Zhuo Yifan ordered bluntly.

"Alright Mr. Zhuo, I understand!" Zheng Dong nodded in agreement, but the expression on his face was clearly ambiguous.He was naturally dubious about Zhuo Yifan's explanation.

Knowing that Zheng Dong must have doubts, Zhuo Yifan just coughed lightly, and then changed the subject and said, "You take Anna back now, and give me the keys to the car you drove over just now, and I will use your car!"

Zheng Dong handed the key to Zhuo Yifan without hesitation, and after seeing Zhuo Yifan say goodbye to Anna, he took Anna into the Maserati and walked away.

Zhuo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and came to the Rolls-Royce Phantom that Zheng Dong was driving over. Just as he was about to open the door, the phone rang suddenly.

The call came from an unfamiliar number, and it was a local number in the United States, which surprised Zhuo Yifan. Even if he made a wrong call, he shouldn't have called his Huaxia number.

After waiting for a while, Zhuo Yifan connected the phone, put the phone to his ear, and heard a man's voice coming from inside.

"Mr. Zhuo, good morning!" The other party spoke English, yet he knew his identity.

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows, feeling that the voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.But I just can't remember the identity of the other party.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Yifan asked bluntly.

"What? We met last night, Mr. Zhuo forgot about our old friend so quickly?" The man couldn't help but chuckled when he heard that.

Just met last night?Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel his heart move when he heard the words, and then he suddenly realized, but his face became weird, and he asked in a slightly surprised tone: "You are Xinx? How do you have my number?"

"Hehe, Mr. Zhuo should know that it won't be very difficult to find your contact information!" Xinx explained with a smile.

"Then what do you want from me?" Zhuo Yifan frowned and asked in a low tone.

"I do have something I want to talk to Mr. Zhuo alone. If it's convenient, how about we meet?" Xinx asked straight to the point.

Zhuo Yifan's expression became even weirder.It seems that apart from helping Nafel get back the bishop's badge last night, there is no intersection between him and this Xinx, or even the American Mafia.Shinx said he wanted to meet him, what was his purpose?Although there was suspicion in his heart, Zhuo Yifan became even more curious, and immediately agreed: "Yes, but it can't be too long. I have other things to do in the morning. Where shall we meet?"

"You decide the location, I won't waste Mr. Zhuo's time too much!" Xinx promised.

"Okay then, I'll wait for you in the parking lot of the Sheraton Hotel not far from your base last night!" Zhuo Yifan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.