"Huh? A girl confessed her love to Zhang Zhiqin?"
Lin Yao was very surprised, and then quickly covered her mouth and looked at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan looked very calm, but his breathing seemed a little heavy.
"Ms. Lin, I'm Zhang Zhiqin."
Zhang Zhiqin on the other end of the phone couldn't hold back any longer, snatched Fang Xiaole's phone, and said to Lin Yao anxiously:
"Please tell Sister Mo that I am really innocent. I just saw it accidentally. That girl did it on purpose."
"What do you mean?" Lin Yao blinked, not understanding.
She thought about it and suddenly had an idea. She turned the phone to speakerphone so that Mo Yan could hear it too.
It happened that Zhang Zhiqin was also describing what happened:
"There was a girl in our office who had a crush on me for some reason. One day, a group of colleagues went to KTV to sing, and many of them were drunk. The few of us who hadn't drunk were sending them home, and then...
When I sent that girl home, she insisted on pulling me in and even took off her pants.”
"Ah?!" Lin Yao couldn't help but exclaimed. Fangfang in the front row's eyes lit up when she heard it. Mo Yan next to her was still looking out the window, but his ears had turned red.
"I ran away immediately, but when I looked back I saw the girl chasing me without even pulling up her pants. I was so scared."
Zhang Zhiqin said with lingering fear.
"Haha, scared to death? I'm afraid you don't even have time to be happy?"
Mo Yan suddenly turned around and said coldly.
"Sister Mo? You're finally willing to talk to me!"
Zhang Zhiqin was startled, and then quickly explained:
"I really didn't do anything that night. I didn't even look at it."
Mo Yan said calmly, "You didn't even take a look, so how did you know that the girl was not wearing pants and chased her out?"
"......" Zhang Zhiqin was stunned.
"Fangfang is right. Once a man gets something, he won't cherish it anymore. Goodbye."
As Mo Yan spoke, he was about to reach out to press the hang-up button.
"Sister Yan, please let someone else explain it again."
Lin Yao quickly grabbed Mo Yan.
"Yes, Sister Mo, listen to my explanation. I didn't expect that girl to suddenly take off her pants. I swear, I only took one look and then turned around and ran away. Really! Just one look!"
Zhang Zhiqin swore hastily.
"How old is that girl?"
Mo Yan suddenly asked.
"Twenty-three."
Zhang Zhiqin replied.
"How high?"
Mo Yan asked again.
"About 1.6 meters."
Zhang Zhiqin answered again.
"Fat or thin?"
"Very thin."
“It’s pretty, isn’t it?”
"It's okay, oh no, it's not..."
Mo Yan sneered, "You even know her age, height, and weight so well, so you should be with her, right? Why are you looking for me?"
Zhang Zhiqin was almost crying. "Sister Mo, later I asked her colleagues in the department, and she said she didn't like me at all. She just heard that my uncle was the deputy director, so she wanted to take a shortcut... Who else would be interested in someone like me except you?"
"Haha, yes, only a blind person like me would fall in love with you." Mo Yan sneered.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, that's not what I meant."
Zhang Zhiqin realized that she had said something wrong again and was so scared that she apologized repeatedly.
"Sister Mo, you've ignored me for three days. You should be calm now, right? If I meet a woman like this again, I'll report her to the police for sexual harassment!"
Phew.
Mo Yan couldn't help but be amused by this idiot: "Who do you think you are? Why are so many people sticking to you?"
"Wow, Sister Mo, you smiled. Have you forgiven me?"
When Zhang Zhiqin heard Mo Yan laugh, she quickly asked.
"It's still early. Let's see how you perform. That's it. Return the phone to Fang Xiaole."
Mo Yan glared at Fangfang who was laughing in front of him, and his voice returned to its cold tone.
“Yes, yes.”
Zhang Zhiqin quickly handed the phone to Fang Xiaole.
Lin Yao turned off the hands-free mode, and after whispering a few words to Fang Xiaole, they finally said good night to each other.
Before ending the call, Lin Yao finally couldn't help but ask:
"Um, are there a lot of girls at Apple TV?"
Fang Xiaole replied: "Yes, quite a lot."
"Have you ever encountered the same thing as Zhang Zhiqin?"
Lin Yao asked, as if she was afraid that Fang Xiaole would get angry, and said quickly:
"I'm just asking casually. It's okay. I trust you."
"Don't worry, I've already told everyone else that I have a girlfriend, oh no..."
Fang Xiaole corrected:
"What I'm saying is that I already have a wife who's waiting to get married."
Hearing these words, Lin Yao felt her cheeks burning and her body softening. She felt as if she was floating in the air. Her voice became softer and more charming:
"Yeah, me too..."
After she hung up the phone with a happy expression on her face, she saw that Mo Yan and Fangfang were looking at her with depressed expressions.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yao asked curiously.
"It's late at night, I'm so full that I can't sleep."
Fangfang muttered, turned around and started the car again.
Mo Yan ignored Lin Yao and turned his head to look out the window.
Lin Yao didn't know what the two were angry about. She blinked and simply lowered her head to look at her phone. She was flipping through the chat history between herself and Fang Xiaole on WeChat, smiling softly as she read.
"Lin Yao, do you think I'm too fierce?"
After a while, Mo Yan suddenly came over and asked softly.
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