Chapter 686 I Became the Actor’s Wife Fan (8)

Seeing Jiang Yuzhi taking the initiative to talk to her, Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, and then noticed the man's address to her, and she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

Little girl?

This man looks like he is only in his twenties, and looking at his outfit, he is the most attractive young man among the crowd.

Broad shoulders and long legs.

Although the whole body is covered tightly, the part of the neck that is exposed has a glowing complexion and a shallow Adam's apple with a delicate curvature.

Why does he sound like a veteran cadre when he opens his mouth?

Although I sneer in my heart.

But Fu Yue still answered honestly: "I lost my mobile phone and wallet. Now I'm lost. I've been squatting here for a long time..."

It's obviously a somewhat tragic thing.

But when Fu Yue said this, Jiang Yuzhi couldn't help but want to laugh.

The girl raised her hand to tuck her half-wet hair.

Her pretty face is white, her eyebrows are gentle and pretty when she smiles, she has a non-aggressive appearance, and there are two shallow pear dimples on her cheeks.

Jiang Yuzhi nodded understandingly.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Fu Yue. His gentle voice was soft and pleasant, "If you don't mind, use my mobile phone to call your friends or family first."

The man's fingers are slender and white, with beautiful joints. At first glance, it looks like he has pampered hands that are not stained by the fireworks of the world.

Fu Yue took the phone and thanked her obediently.

"Thank you."

Just as he turned on the dial button, Fu Yue froze in place, with a flash of unnaturalness on his face.

Who was she going to call?

Since the death of the dean's grandmother two years ago, she has no relatives.

As for friends.

Chu Ran didn't seem to have particularly good friends. Most of them were casual acquaintances. Her roommates were not very close to her. The most important thing was that she couldn't recite their phone numbers.

Fu Yue didn’t remember Chu Ran’s QQ number either.

The girl hesitated for a while, then looked at Jiang Yuzhi aside, looked directly into his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't have many friends in this city, and I also lost my ID. Sir, I can call 110 directly." ……"

Jiang Yuzhi quirked his eyebrows.

A low-magnetic, sexy laugh overflowed from her thin lips, and she spat out two simple words.

"certainly."

This girl is quite honest.

Jiang Yuzhi couldn't help but look at Fu Yue a few more times.

After seeing so many crazy female fans, Jiang Yuzhi was really surprised to meet such a quiet and gentle girl.

However, did this girl really not recognize him?

It’s not that Jiang Yuzhi is narcissistic.

His national popularity is quite high.

Especially female fans, who account for hundreds of millions of fans on Weibo.

Fu Yue took Jiang Yuzhi's mobile phone and called 110, and the call was quickly connected.

"Hello, the xx police station is here to serve you wholeheartedly."

Fu Yue coughed slightly in embarrassment, thought for a moment, and decided to use "Uncle Policeman" as a title suitable for both young and old.

"Hello, uncle policeman."

The policeman on the other side of the phone felt stabbed in his heart.

He is only twenty-four!

Why did he become an uncle?

The policeman showed a gentle and friendly smile on his face.

Fu Yue honestly told all about his situation.

The policeman comforted Fu Yue while recording, "Don't worry, little girl, tell me your current location."