The reborn fat girl turns over

Chapter 220 You Are Not Yourself

Tian Jian said with some embarrassment: "I accidentally fell asleep just now...it's so useless when I get older!"

"Don't be so careless next time, if we don't find you closing the door and leaving, you will be locked up overnight." Wu Hai warned.

"Yes... Thank you, Coach Wu, for reminding me."

Tian Jian glanced at his watch and exclaimed, "Oh, it's already eleven o'clock... Boss An, Coach Wu, then I'll be leaving first."

Just as Wu Hai was about to nod, An Mu said, "Uncle Tian, ​​what were you filming just now?"

"What? I didn't shoot it?" Tian Jian denied.

"Give me the phone." An Mu stretched out his hand and said.

Tian Jian froze for a moment, then took out an old mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over.

An Mu took the phone and took a look. This phone didn't even have a camera, let alone take pictures.

"Mr. An, is there a problem?" Tian Jian asked cautiously.

"Let's go." An Mu depressedly returned the phone.

Tian Jian said with a sneer: "Then I'll go first, Boss An, goodbye Coach Wu."

"Let's go, there won't be any cars later." Wu Hai said with a smile.

When Tian Jian left the boxing gym, Wu Hai asked, "Mr. An, what's the matter?"

"This Tian Jian has been here for a few months, what's wrong?" An Mu asked.

"No, people are very hardworking." Wu Hai replied.

An Mu was sure that she heard the voice taking pictures, but why did Tian Jian take out an old cell phone?
"Wu Hai, are you driving?" An Mu asked suddenly.

"Ah."

"Go, go out with me."

……

As soon as Tian Jian came out of the boxing gym, he couldn't help wiping off the sweat that oozed from his forehead due to nervousness.

This An Mu is really amazing!
If he hadn't been well-prepared and got two mobile phones with him early in the morning, he might have been caught just now.

Regardless of just a few words of dialogue, Tian Jian felt the pressure of Mount Tai.

It looks like you have to be more careful in the future...

Thinking of this, he took out a mobile phone from another trouser pocket, clicked on the photo album and sent the photos in it.

And those photos were of An Mu and Wu Hai talking.

At An Mu's feet, there were still a few broken sandbags.

After he finished sending the photos, Tian Jian looked around again, put away his phone, and then left quickly.

Wu Hai sat in the car a little depressed, and said, "What did Lao Tian take just now?"

"Mobile phone." An Mu said in a cold voice.

"Mobile phone? But..." Wu Hai frowned.

"But, the screen of that old cell phone won't be that big and bright, let alone a touch screen, right?" An Mu continued.

"This old Tian..."

Wu Hai didn't know what to say, he wanted to ask whether this old Tian was sent by a business opponent.spy.But it felt impossible.

But to say that he's fine, why did he take out an old phone when An Mu asked for a phone just now?
It doesn't make sense to say that he is not a guilty conscience.

"Boss An, are you still following?" Wu Hai asked as Tian Jian walked away.

"No. Just pretend you don't know about it, and don't ask Tian Jian. I have my own arrangements, understand?" An Mu ordered.

Wu Hai nodded immediately: "I know Mr. An."

On Tian Jian's first day here, An Mu thought he was weird.

Tonight he clearly took a photo of her secretly, but he deliberately took out an old mobile phone without a camera function to deal with her.

This shows that he is already prepared.

Who could it be?

He family?Or a business competitor?still……

An Mu wrapped his down jacket tightly, and walked towards home quickly while considering Tian Jian's purpose and identity.

As soon as the elevator reached the 31st floor, An Mu saw a dark figure standing at the door of her house.

"Who?"

"An Mu?"

The figure turned around, revealing a vicissitudes of face.

An Mu narrowed his eyes, looked at the strange man with disheveled hair and beard, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing at my door?"

"I'm Bai Yu." The man took a step forward.

An Mu opened his eyes wide, looking at this scruffy man in disbelief.

The messy hair like a chicken coop, the sunken blue and black eye sockets, and the beard that hasn't been shaved for an unknown amount of time, coupled with the dirty cotton-padded jacket he was wearing,...

Where is this arrogant, arrogant and rude god stick Bai Yu?
"Why are you here? You should go to Jiang's house, right?" An Mu asked warily.

Just as Bai Yu wanted to explain, she heard "Gululu—"

In the silent corridor, the sound of stomach growling was so clear that no one could ignore it.

"Are you hungry?" An Mu raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Hmm—" Bai Yu nodded a little embarrassedly.

An Mu really didn't have a good impression of Bai Yu, but Jiang Huaitian treated him with courtesy and tolerated him a few times, so she couldn't just drive him away.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked tentatively, "Shall I order you a takeaway?"

I thought Bai Yu would refuse, but after An Mu finished speaking, he grinned and showed his white teeth: "Thank you then."

……

Looking at the person who wolfed down the food in front of him, An Mu asked, "Mr. Bai, how did you do this?"

In fact, An Mu wanted to ask if he was arrested at the police station for spreading magic words everywhere.

Bai Yu wiped her mouth with a tissue, pointed at An Mu and said, "It's all because of you."

I rely on-

This guy shouldn't have changed his career from a magic stick to a pencier, right?

An Mu asked dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Bai, you can't talk nonsense. I haven't seen you since the last time we said goodbye. How could it be because of me that you look like this?"

While talking, An Mu wondered: Should she call Jiang Huaitian and ask him to take this magic stick back?

Bai Yu shook her head and said, "I took your birthday last time, right?"

"Hmm. What's wrong?" An Mu nodded.

"I'll make up a divination for you when I get back." Bai Yu continued.

An Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Are you calculating that my time is approaching, and you plan to come and tell me that it's time to die?"

"No! It's not that the end is approaching! The person you gave me is dead!" Bai Yu said while staring at An Mu.

These words shocked An Mu's heart. An Mu himself was not dead.

What she gave was An Mu's own birthday.

"Bai Yu, are you kidding me? If I'm dead, can I sit here and talk to you? Is it a ghost who ordered you takeaway?"

An Mu showed a look of impatience on his face, and said, "Are you full? Hurry up and leave when you're full."

"An Mu—"

Bai Yu sat without moving, staring at An Mu with piercing eyes, and said, "No, to be precise, you should be a wronged soul. You can't be An Mu himself!"

An Mu began to regret letting the magic stick in. She held her forehead and said, "Bai Yu, it's late at night, are you going to tell me a ghost story?"

(End of this chapter)