Chapter 848

Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and turned back.

Fang Yang didn't enter the room immediately upon returning, but instead chatted with the bodyguards at the door, though it was just casual chatting.

After a few sentences, he headed straight for the kitchen.

"Hmm, drank so fast?"

Seeing that only a little bit of the cold drink he had prepared was left, Fang Yang was truly a bit surprised.

Was it because he made it too delicious, or were there many people here?

Standing in front of the stove, Fang Yang was not just sluggish.

Chu Youyou, he was almost deceived by that innocent appearance.

This place was not a good place, and the people here, as long as they had some status, how could they be simple little white flowers?

(What's wrong with Brother Yang? Why isn't he moving?)

(It's not good, Brother Yang has been standing there for a while, it looks like he is, in a daze?)

Seeing the fans' words, Fang Yang suddenly came back to his senses. Oh, oh, almost forgot, he still needed to cook.

"Hmm? What's wrong with this kid, standing there without moving?"

"Sigh, Old Wang, why do you care about that? As long as he can't run away, isn't that fine?"

The young man watching the surveillance with him shook his head lightly and directly persuaded Old Wang.

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It must be said that Old Wang's greatest advantage was listening to advice. After all, as the old saying goes, listen to advice, eat a full meal.

"That's also true. Anyway, he can't run away, why care about him?"

"That's right, come, eat some melon seeds!"

Watching Old Wang, who had been persuaded by him, he didn't know how happy he was inside. That's right, how great it is to slack off. No one is watching here, so why work so hard?

Fang Yang didn't dare to hesitate too much, cast aside distracting thoughts, and began to cook seriously.

Due to the small number of people—only him, Li Hui, and Chu Youyou—the speed of preparation was also very fast.

"Alright, now, just waiting for when Li Hui and the others speak up."

Fang Yang sat on a stool in the corner and subconsciously reached for his pocket.

"Tch, phone..."

Feeling his empty pocket, Fang Yang suddenly remembered that his phone should be kept by the prison side, he couldn't remember clearly.

"Sigh, I'm really miserable. After I go back... must get reimbursed!"

Fang Yang pursed his lips slightly and said a vicious sentence that the fans didn't understand.

(Reimbursed? Reimbursed for what? Could it be the processing fee for the food?)

(What is it? Brother Yang is going to ask others to reimburse this... the personnel, equipment, and props needed for the live stream, right?)

The fans who didn't know the truth began to guess and hypothesize constantly, finally getting a reason that sounded more reliable.

"Phone, where is Fang Yang's phone?"

Fang Yang was watching Fang Yang touch his pocket and mutter about a phone on the screen, feeling a bit curious.

Their phones shouldn't have been kept together. His things were kept directly by Director Chen.

As for Fang Yang, he should be under the control of the prison side.

"This... how could we know? The moment the screen lit up, Fang Yang was already in prison. Presumably, it was taken away by that side."

Yun Yun looked at the team members. Obviously, they didn't know where Fang Yang's personal items were.

"Damn! I didn't even notice!"

Inside the screen, Fang Yang's exclamation sounded, causing everyone to look over.

"I forgot that pure prison-style clothes don't have pockets. Tch, should I be focusing on the pockets? Shouldn't I be focusing on the clothes on my body?"

Fang Yang covered his face. He couldn't bear to look, simply couldn't bear to look. He didn't expect that he had been walking around in pure prison style for... a day and a half?

"How did I not notice when I was sleeping?"

Fang Yang was speechless. If he had noticed when he was sleeping, how could he have walked around in this outfit? If those bodyguards saw him, they would think he had some special hobby.

(Um... Brother Yang, you were wearing clothes when you slept last night.)

Good! Beautiful! Amazing! Are you a professional demolitionist? Just tearing down my stage?

"I know, no need to... remind me again."

Fang Yang gritted his teeth. He didn't know who sent the first sentence, and then many fans all spammed this sentence. The speed was so fast that they probably even used copy and paste!

"You guys stop spamming!"

Fang Yang was simply speechless. This new technology had been spammed by them!

(Aww, Brother Yang is embarrassed, that's great.)

Fang Yang could only nod apologetically, his heart bleeding. What kind of demons had he met? Watching him get bullied as a joke. Anyway, he was speechless.

"Mr. Fang, are you inside?"

The faceless one's voice sounded, causing Fang Yang to come back to his senses involuntarily.

"Oh, oh, I'm inside. Lunch is ready. The boss can start eating whenever she speaks up."

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"Um... Mr. Fang, I didn't come for lunch. The young lady prepared... some things for you, and they have already been placed in your room."

The faceless one's cold voice sounded, seemingly a bit helpless. Could it be that she had nothing else to do besides urging you to cook?

"Ah, is, is that so?"

Fang Yang only felt his face flush red. This, this, this, wasn't this a mistake?

Anyway, it was quite awkward.

(Hahaha, I can feel Brother Yang's awkwardness through the screen, it's so funny.)

(Isn't it? I could even hear the awkwardness in the faceless one's emotionless voice.)

Fang Yang: Okay, stop, hold on, don't say anymore. Don't you know he has thin skin!

Fang Yang opened the kitchen door and found that the faceless one's figure had disappeared, he didn't know when.

"Hmm? So fast, she's already gone without a trace."

Fang Yang looked around and indeed didn't find the faceless one's figure.

(Hey? Where is the faceless young lady? I originally thought I would see that exquisite maid outfit again.)

(Good, good, good, you're still feeling sorry for yourself here, right?)

Fang Yang decided not to give face to this group of old perverts and started spraying on the spot.

"Yo, yo, yo, what are you feeling sorry for? I haven't had a chance to speak yet, and you're already expressing your opinions, right?"

Although he was scolding the fans, Fang Yang's footsteps were already walking toward his room.

Soon, Fang Yang arrived at his room. When he touched the doorknob, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

The faceless one didn't say whether what she prepared was good or bad. It could be something he needed, or it could be evidence to sanction him.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang's hand felt like it was frozen and couldn't move at all.

What if, what if Li Hui and the others were inside and held evidence of his connection with the police? If that were really the case, wouldn't he be delivering himself to their door?

(What's wrong with Brother Yang? Go in, see what kind of surprise they prepared for you.)

(Yeah, oh, I get it, Brother Yang is deliberately keeping us in suspense! Too bad!)

Looking at these messages urging him, Fang Yang couldn't help but show a bitter smile. You guys don't know the ins and outs of the matter.

Forget it, anyway, he couldn't escape. If his identity were exposed, the other party would definitely take action. In that case, he might as well go into the room and take a gamble.

It would be better than running away immediately and telling everyone he had a problem.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang didn't hesitate anymore and opened the door to enter.

What Fang Yang didn't expect was that the room was empty and very quiet.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

Fang Yang rubbed his eyes and confirmed that the room was empty. He was surprised inside. Could it be that his identity wasn't exposed?

Once the thought came out, Fang Yang breathed a huge sigh of relief. That's good, that's good.

"Hmm? What is that? Was that thing on the table before?"

Looking at the dark thing on the table, Fang Yang wasn't sure what it was.

"This is, a phone?"

Fang Yang walked over, picked it up, and took a look. It was a brand-new phone, seemingly already equipped with a SIM card.

"I didn't expect the faceless one to say she prepared some things, and it turned out to be... some?"