School grass No. 1 pet: Domineering kisses all night long!

Chapter 236 North of the Antarctic, Zifu is the most beautiful

Before the aroma of coffee dissipated, some annoying guy called again.Ke Zifu regretted not putting him on the blacklist.

As soon as the connection was made, the man begged to please her: "Zifu is the most beautiful in the north of Antarctica! Mr. Chef, please forgive me, please? Don't break up with me... Speaking of which, I can't blame you for this matter." me……"

"Aaron, to hear what you mean, blame me?" Ke Zifu was so angry that he poked the small plate with a silver fork. Uncle Li quickly took the tableware away.

Aaron said greasy twice: "Of course I can't blame you. It's the paparazzi, the evil paparazzi causing trouble. How are you doing? You haven't been embarrassed by the fans, have you? I've asked someone to take down the news report, I also issued a clarification statement to the support club, telling fans not to embarrass you."

This is what you should do, but listening to your tone, it seems that you are selling my favor?Nonsence!
"It's all closed anyway, how can it be better? Big star, let me tell you one last time, don't contact me again, I don't want to have anything to do with you."

"Hey, Zifu, listen to me—"

I can't hear you anymore.Because Ke Zifu had already hung up the phone.

A big man, why is he so reckless?It's just endless.My sister is too lazy to talk to you.

Uncle Li looked at her sideways, and murmured: "You girl, can't you talk to people well? Why do you have to make it so that you don't have any contact with each other? People have already called to apologize, so you should be more generous."

Ke Zifu was not in the mood to listen to him babbling.

"Uncle, don't worry about this matter, I know it well."

Just about to pick up the cup, the phone started to "buzz" and vibrate non-stop.

Ke Zifu was furious, picked up the phone and started cursing: "Are you crazy, you can't understand people's language, please don't bother me!"

There was a pause, and an immature female voice asked, "Hello, Ke Zifu?"

She was taken aback, and quickly glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

She adjusted her tone immediately. "Oh yes, sorry, I thought it was someone else calling. Who are you?"

The other party said coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am. After finally finding your phone number, I just want to give you a piece of advice."

Judging from the tone, she is a young woman, because the voice is still a little immature.

"What?" Ke Zifu turned serious.

"Please consciously stay away from Aaron, otherwise, I will let this kind of bad luck happen every day. At that time, your little dilapidated restaurant may not last long, and it will close down."

On Ke Zifu's small face, there was a thin layer of anger. "Are you implying that you tipped off the paparazzi?"

"Hehe, this is just the easiest way."

The little girl did not deny it, nor did she admit it.Young, but as cunning as a fox.

"Are you Aaron's fan?" Ke Zifu asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The other party was quite calm, even cold, a ruthless character.

Ke Zifu didn't want to go around in circles with this kind of person.

"I want to make a statement. I don't have that kind of thought about him. It's because you think too much. In the future, I will cut off contact with that guy."

She thought that if she said that, the other party would give up.This is too underestimating the enemy's scheming.Scheming is not directly proportional to age.

The other party frowned and snorted coldly: "Really, then prove it to me."

In the next second, there was only a signal tone of disconnection in the receiver.

Seeing Ke Zifu's expression changed, Uncle Li asked worriedly, "What's the matter, who is calling?"

Ke Zifu shook her head thoughtfully, drank it down, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm harassing the phone. Uncle, I'm going back."

　I hope that the babies will give me more five-star reviews, votes for recommendations, rewards, and monthly tickets. This will increase my popularity. After all, there are not many people who read this book (poor fish soup)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)