After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

"I don't care who your husband is, how did you get here?" Lao Chen held Wen Zhi tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing how fierce the other party was, Wen Zhi suddenly spoke louder than that man: "How do I know how I got here! I saw gardenias here, and I didn't control my hands and came over to pick two. Who? You're lost if you know it! You're the weird one, why are you so fierce? Is one of the horses dead? You... No, you're not here to steal the horse, are you?"

As he said that, Wen Zhi glanced at the driver and the two racecourse staff one by one, and finally landed on the person in charge of the racecourse.

When Lao Chen saw Wen Zhi holding a few gardenias in his hand, it was true that there were only gardenias here, so his doubts were dispelled.

Seeing that she prided herself on being smart and suspected that they were horse thieves, Old Chen sneered: "I am the person in charge of the racecourse."

Wen Zhi looked unbelieving: "You lied, you must be here to steal the horse."

Old Chen: "I..."

Wen Zhi shouted deliberately: "I will ask my husband to contact the person in charge of the racecourse immediately. A horse is very expensive. You horse thieves are finished."

Lao Chen: "..."

Wen Zhi's cell phone was still on the phone. She raised her voice and said to the person on the phone: "Husband, I'm lost, but guess what I found? I found a horse thief! Please contact the person in charge of the racecourse quickly. , catch all these people!”

The man's response came from the phone: "Okay."

This time it was Wen Zhi's turn: "..."

She expected to hear Meng Fan's cooperative voice.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Shang Hexing's voice! ?

So she just called her husband so many times, but Shang Hexing was always answering the phone? ? !
Opposite me, Old Chen saw Wen Zhi acting playful and serious, so he guessed that she just got lost while picking gardenias and didn't hear anything.

He took out his work ID card from his clothes, stretched it over and waved it in front of Wen Zhi's eyes: "See clearly, I am the person in charge of Songshang Racecourse."

Wen Zhi came back to his senses and looked at the work permit: "Isn't this a fake?"

Lao Chen reminded: "You can take photos as a certificate."

"That's what you said." Wen Zhi maintained the call, clicked on the main page to find the camera, and took a picture of the work permit in Lao Chen's hand.

"Okay." Wen Zhi said, "I'll ask later, oh, by the way, is the horse dead?"

Old Chen turned sideways to block Wen Zhi's view of the horse: "Well, he died of illness and needs to be dealt with."

When Wen Zhi heard that he died of illness, he covered his mouth and nose with disgust and took a few steps away, asking, "Which way should I go to return to the racecourse?"

Old Chen kindly pointed the way to Wen Zhi: "That door, you can go back to the racecourse through that door."

Wen Zhi replied with a thank you and left in a grand manner.

When the driver saw that Wen Zhi had gone far, he came over and asked, "Is she really lost?"

"It's hard to say, but I can't alert the enemy." Lao Chen said with a serious expression, "Didn't you see that I was dealing with her just now? I'll call that person back first and tell her what happened."

……

After Wen Zhi came out of that door, she walked very fast, for fear that the man would come back to catch her later.

She heard everything that needed to be heard.

The man must have been suspicious, but he did not act rashly and cooperated with her, which showed that he did not dare to alert the enemy.

"Wen Zhi."

Shang Hexing's voice came from the mobile phone.

The call has not been hung up till now.

Wen Zhi's nerves were so tense that when he heard Shang Hexing's voice, his arms trembled reflexively.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her breath, and then slowly put the phone back to her ear and asked, "Mr. Shang, why is Meng Fan's phone with you?"

Shang Hexing said: "I picked it up."

Wen Zhi was confused: "Picked it up?"

Shang Hexing's tone remained unchanged: "Yes, I picked it up." At this moment, Meng Fan, who was facing the wind on the racecourse and seemed to have no sense of existence, said: "..."

Ok?
Why did he just pick it up? He was obviously snatched from her hand!

Wen Zhi didn't believe what Shang Hexing said at all, but as long as she took the initiative to make the call to Meng Fan, she would believe it.

If Shang Hexing picked up the mobile phone, he would not know Meng Fan's lock screen password by chance, and then make a call to her after unlocking it?
impossible.

Naturally, Shang Hexing knew that she didn't believe it, so he asked, "Is it at the back door of the racecourse?"

Wen Zhi never thought that he would be at the racecourse. He played with the gardenia in his hand and walked slowly back towards the racecourse. He said back to him as he walked: "Well, I got lost just now, but now I have found the way."

Shang Hexing told her: "I'm on my way here."

Wen Zhi paused: "Are you coming to the racecourse?"

Shang Hexing: "Yeah."

When Wen Zhi heard that he was coming to the racecourse, he immediately became nervous: "I'll go back right away."

"Because I'm coming and you're leaving, are you afraid of seeing me?" Shang Hexing asked her.

"No..." Wen Zhi hurriedly explained: "I still have something to do and want to go home early."

Shang Hexing called her: "Wen Zhi."

Wen Zhi's heart tightened inexplicably: "Huh?"

His voice came again: "We're here."

Wen Zhi's breath stagnated: "Have you... arrived at the racecourse?"

Shang Hexing said, "Wen Zhi, look up."

At the same time, the voice on the phone overlaps with the voice in reality. The phrase "Look up" exists in the phone receiver and also in reality.

Wen Zhi felt in a daze that she must have heard wrong, until she looked up and really saw the tall figure walking towards her.

In an instant, the gardenia in Wen Zhi's hand fell to the ground: "Shang..."

Shang Hexing hung up the phone and walked up to Wen Zhi.

He came in a hurry this time and set off directly from Han's house. He had a glass of wine at noon and was about to take a rest. When he saw Meng Fan sneaking around to answer the phone, he guessed who she was calling, so he followed her.

It was also the phone call that told Wen Zhi that something had almost happened.

Even in the midst of uncertainty, he came without hesitation.

But she didn't know anything. She looked at him in surprise and couldn't say out "Shang, Shang..." for a long time.

Shang Hexing still held Meng Fan's cell phone in his hand. He smiled at the corners of his lips and looked down at her: "What are you talking about?"

Wen Zhi pursed his lips, tried to maintain a steady breathing and shouted, "Mr. Shang."

Shang Hexing deliberately mentioned: "That's not what you shouted on the phone."

Wen Zhi's face suddenly froze, as if he had been stagnant for two or three seconds, and then his face suddenly became hot and hot.

Her reaction seemed cute and at a loss: "I thought... I thought Meng Fan called me. Meng Fan understands me very well and knows how to cooperate with me."

Shang Hexing: "I don't mind."

When Wen Zhi was slightly startled, he heard him say again: "It's my fault for not cooperating with you seriously."

Wen Zhi immediately shook his head: "You have cooperated very well."

"Wen Zhi." Shang Hexing called her again.

Wen Zhi's heart beat faster, and she didn't dare to look into his eyes, so she avoided looking and said yes.

"Do you know why I came here?" he said.