"Yeah, you didn't expect that." Xia Zhixu looked around and lowered his voice, "I was passing by here and happened to see you, so I came in to take a look."
Murphy quickly grasped the point, "So where were you going?"
"Ah?" Xia Zhixu walked up to him, pretending to be idle and flipping through the books on the bookshelf, "Originally... I didn't plan to go anywhere, so I just rode around on my bike, it's a holiday."
Murphy didn't say anything either. This man was always like this, and he was too lazy to expose his lies.
Xia Zhixu pulled out a mystery novel, and his cell phone suddenly vibrated. He was startled, took out his phone, hung up Chen Fang, and sent a text message.
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