C23 What a Shocking Melon

You want him to pretend to be her?

But isn't this too difficult?

Putting aside the fact that Mo Shihan was the heir to the head of the four big families in Jindu, he was a meticulous person.

Just him, a big monk who made a living by cheating, suddenly jumped out and said that he was the best master in the entire metaphysics forum, "7." Even a fool would not believe it, okay?

However, Lu Qi had obviously thought of this point, so she added a second message.

[You first, then... will not arouse suspicion. ]

In every aspect, he had explained everything clearly.

After Chen Feng finished reading, he couldn't help but give his junior sister a thumbs up in his heart.

It was no wonder that he was able to inherit the legacy of his master at the age of five. His intelligence was truly a beating to him!

"Cough cough..."

After fully understanding Lu Qi's meaning, Chen Feng coughed lightly and put away his phone.

"That... Junior sister, are you in a hurry to go home?"

Lu Qi glanced at him and said lightly, "No rush, why?"

"Then wait for me here for a while. I have an important matter to attend to right now. I will come back later to meet you."

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Lu Qi's permission and ran out of the Eastern City Sub-Bureau in a hurry.

Mo Shihan narrowed his eyes. He felt that Chen Feng's expression seemed a little strange.

"Mo Yi."

Mo Yi understood what he meant and immediately followed him out.

Therefore, in the courtyard at the entrance of the East Branch, other than the respectful Chief Meng, only Mo Shihan and Lu Qi were left.

"Master Han, since that monk friend went out to do business, why don't you come to my office and sit for a while? Coincidentally, I have good Per tea there and I have not been willing to drink it. I can make it for you two customers." Chief Meng bowed and said.

Mo Shihan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Lu Qi. "What do you think?"

Lu Qi shrugged. "Whatever."

The three of them walked into Chief Meng's office together.

"Sorry, I'm usually busy with work and don't have time to clean up, so... it's a little messy."

As Chief Meng spoke, he moved a clean place on the sofa for Mo Shihan and Chief Meng, and personally brewed a pot of tea for them.

"Can you two try it?"

Lu Qi took it, lowered her head and took a sip.

"The taste is sweet. It is indeed a good tea, but... it is still not as good as milk tea."

Chief Meng's expression slightly stiffened.

Milk... Milk tea?

He had kept it for many years, and usually, he was reluctant to take it out to drink a mouthful of tea. Yet, it was not even comparable to a cup of street milk tea?

"You misunderstood."

Mo Shihan slowly opened his mouth, and a proud smile appeared on his face.

"She only likes the milk tea I made with my own hands."

His tone was as if it was a matter of course.

Vaguely, she seemed to be a little proud?

Chief Meng felt as if his outlook on life had collapsed.

Master Han, who could make the entire Jindu tremble with just a casual stamp of his foot, actually... personally made milk tea for a little girl who was still wearing a school uniform?

Did he mishear, or did Master Han say something wrong?

Lu Qi narrowed her eyes and glanced at Mo Shihan as if nothing had happened. She did not agree, but she did not object.

"Chief Meng, didn't you call us over because you have something to ask of us?" She went straight to the point.

Chief Meng was slightly stunned and was a little surprised. "You... How did you know?"

That's right, the reason he invited Mo Shihan and the others to come in for tea was not for no reason, but because he had a request.

He had sat on the chief's throne at the age of 38 and had always been in love with his wife. No matter how one looked at it, he was a winner in life.

However, he still had a regret. He had been married to his wife for many years, and they had never had a child.

Although this did not affect his relationship with his wife, whenever he saw someone else hugging their child and enjoying the pleasures of heaven, he would still feel frustrated and depressed.

That was why he wanted Lu Qi to help him calculate whether he had a child or not.

But Lu Qi clearly did not want to give him face.

"I can't help you with this matter."

"Why?" Chief Meng did not understand.

In his opinion, Lu Qi could even calculate the location of the murderer's hiding place. It was a matter of child's play. How could she not figure it out?

"Chief Meng."

Lu Qi stood up and looked at him with clear eyes. "I am just an ordinary person who knows a little about metaphysics. I just helped you figure out the murderer. That was just a coincidence. As for the other matters regarding fate, I am really helpless."

She carried her schoolbag, turned around, and left without leaving any room for negotiation.

Chief Meng was really embarrassed at this moment.

He was the dignified head of the East District Sub-bureau, and many people had rushed to curry favor with him, but now, he was actually rejected by a girl who was 18 or 19 years old?

"Master Han, look at this..." He placed all his hopes on Mo Shihan.

To his surprise, Mo Shihan was too lazy to bother with him. He walked out of the office with his long legs.

Chief Meng:... ""

Each of you is more arrogant than the other. Don't tell me I don't care about my face?

He felt disheartened.

But there is nothing I can do.

Chief Meng could only accept his fate.

It seemed like his destiny was to be a person without an heir!

Forget it.

He sighed, bent down, and began to clean up the tea cups that the two of them had just drunk.

"What is this?"

He found something beside the cup that Lu Qi had just drank.

It was a small animal folded from paper.

It was lively and looked like a cow.

Under the calf, there were two numbers drawn with fingernails.

One was three, and the other was nine.

"Hmph, I asked you to help me with fortune-telling, but you refused, yet you have the heart to stack these little things!"

Chief Meng was still somewhat brooding over Lu Qi not helping him with his fortune-telling.

He raised his hand and prepared to throw the paper cow into the trash bin.

The phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Hello, wife, what's up?"

From the other end of the phone came a voice filled with joy. "Hubby, I'm pregnant."

Chief Meng was stunned. "What... what did you say? Pregnant... Pregnant?"

" Yes, the doctor said that I've been pregnant for 39 days. If the delivery goes smoothly, I should be a baby cow. "

Hearing his wife's words, Chief Meng looked at the paper cow in his hand that was about to be thrown away.

It turned out that... Lu Qi was not unwilling to help him calculate. She had used this kind of obscure method to tell him the result accurately.

...

In the courtyard outside.

Lu Qi carried her schoolbag and stood there waiting for Chen Feng.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the sky, making her facial features very exquisite, like a piece of freshly carved natural jade. Her beauty was not lacking in liveliness.

Mo Shihan held a cigarette in his mouth and did not smoke. He just looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.

"Why aren't you helping Chief Meng with his fortune-telling?" He asked.

Lu Qi's eyes were indifferent. "I don't know how to do it."

"You won't?"

Mo Shihan frowned, obviously not believing it.

"Let me tell you the truth. When my adoptive father taught me... I only learned half-assed skills. It's fine to set up a stall on the heavenly bridge to deceive people, but to be serious... I'm not that good at it. So, why should I provoke someone like Chief Meng who holds power? "