Fu Zhiran quickly took the bracelet from her wrist and stuffed it into her bag.

She looked up again, the figure of the man had come out of the door, and she bent her lips with self mockery.

Fu Zhiran, you really want to open a dyeing workshop when you give me some color.

She forgot that it was different now.

……

It's really cold today, because there is no sun and the wind is still very strong.

The whirring wind made Fu Zhiran's eyes astringent and he felt humiliated.

She approached the car and instinctively extended her hand to the door of the co driver's seat, but the opening of the door stopped, and then she suddenly changed direction.

Very simply opened the back seat door, stooped into the back seat.

After getting on the bus, she didn't look at LAN Jingyan either, holding her mobile phone and brushing her microblog.

Her appearance is obviously emotional, but why do you suddenly have emotion?

When I went downstairs just now, I was still in high spirits, like a rabbit.

LAN Jingyan frowned and looked in the rearview mirror. Fu Zhiran didn't want to look up at him.

If you want to talk about the needle of woman's heart, Fu Zhiran's heart is probably the needle buried in the most secret place of the sea.

It makes him more and more elusive.

Maybe it's really her heart. Is it getting further away from him?

Along the way, Fu Zhiran did not look up, LAN Jingyan did not speak, quiet music, let Fu Zhiran constantly yawn.

In the end, I didn't survive and fell asleep.

And she slept soundly. She didn't know when the car stopped. LAN Jingyan called her and she woke up.

The car stopped at the gate of Jiangdu hotel. Now it's lunch time. I'm sure I'm here for dinner.

Fu Zhiran rubs her eyes and gets out of the car with LAN Jingyan. The whirring wind blows Fu Zhiran's thin body. She shrinks her neck coldly.

LAN Jingyan glared at her and said with a smile, "isn't it not cold?"

He took off his suit and put it on Fu Zhiran.

He took a little sarcastic tone, let Fu Zhiran very unhappy, angrily take off the suit, return to him, "you wear it, I wear so good, always want to show it."

Then she stood up straight, stretched her neck, and swaggered into the revolving door of the hotel.

He seemed to understand why the woman suddenly had emotions.

LAN Jingyan thinks and shakes her head funny, just because she doesn't praise her?

Fu Zhiran enters the hotel lobby and rushes inside without looking back at LAN Jingyan.

Suddenly, someone called her.

"Xiaoran."

Familiar woman voice, her face changed, looked up, three familiar figures came towards her.

And it came from the direction of the elevator, so she couldn't hide any more, so she had to straighten her back and go on.

Approaching the three familiar figures, she stopped and ignored Li Aomei who had just called her.

Standing in the middle of Mrs. Rong slightly nodded, "aunt."

"Don't call me, I don't know you."

Fu Zhiran didn't care about Mrs. Rong's attitude towards her. She pursed her lips. Her eyes swept over her face calmly and didn't intend to speak again.

Just as she was about to leave, Li Aomei suddenly and cordially asked her, "Xiaoran, are you coming here for dinner?"

Fu Zhiran bent his lips and said, "of course, I'm here for dinner."

She glanced at Li Aomei with the arrogant eyes that made her jealous.

"It seems that you have a good life after the divorce. You can come here for dinner."