Chapter 372
"Fanzi!"
His smile was forced at the corners of his mouth as he greeted Yang Fan.
Yang Fan’s heart was fluttering with nerves, and his eyes darted around unnaturally before he asked, "Old Zhou, didn’t your sister-in-law say you went to the farm?"
He was so nervous he didn’t know what to say and blurted out the question subconsciously.
"I’ve just returned," Old Zhou said, passing over a cigarette, "Here, have a smoke."
As Yang Fan took the cigarette, his heart pounded even harder.
Old Zhou’s demeanor really made it seem like he’d discovered something.
At this moment, Yang Fan genuinely felt like he was being led to the scaffold, his insides churning.
After handing Yang Fan a cigarette, the atmosphere fell into another awkward silence.
Old Zhou, who was usually very talkative, just stared at the door and puffed away at his smoke.
He hadn’t even asked why Yang Fan was there.