Fu Zhiran took a deep breath, trying to make himself look less embarrassed.

"I see."

She gently nodded her head, then raised her feet and walked past LAN Jingyan.

Although LAN Jingyan was puzzled, he could understand when he thought of today's dinner.

Understand why she's so cold.

He followed Fu Zhiran behind, into the elevator, out of the elevator, the two did not have any communication.

Like a stranger.

"Xiao ran, where did you go just now? We can't find you anywhere."

When the elevator door opened, Tong fenyue just passed by to see them and stopped.

Fu Zhiran just bent his lips, a smile on his face, "I went to answer a phone call."

She made a perfunctory excuse, then lowered her head, her face and spirit, and she looked obviously bad.

Today's meal, I'm afraid, will not be easy for anyone.

Tong fenyue reached out and patted Fu Zhiran on his back. "You didn't eat anything. Go back and let sister Zhou get you something to eat."

Fu Zhiran nodded gently, "well."

At this time, LAN qinsong and others came out of the box one after another and came this way.

LAN qinsong, Tong Laozi and LAN Laozi are chatting with each other as they walk, with a solemn expression.

We meet in the elevator, three people's eyes happened to sweep from Fu Zhiran.

Especially Tong Laozi, who is dissatisfied, doesn't put any cover up.

It's just that now, outside, every move of a person with status like him will be paid attention to. For fear of being used as news, he has to bear it.

After all, it's not a glorious thing for a grandson to marry a second wife.

"Just let the police investigate the explosion. Don't make any noise." LAN qinsong walks to LAN Jingyan and whispers in his ear.

LAN Jingyan nodded lightly.

The elevator came, and a group of people entered the elevator. Fu Zhiran stood in the corner and was blocked by the tall figure of LAN Jingyan.

The narrow space, the whole process, Fu Zhiran almost hold his breath.

When he got out of the gate of the hotel, Tong was calm and said to LAN Jingyan, "your grandfather is not in good health. You go back to accompany him these days."

The tone of direct command.

Smell speech, LAN Jingyan see blue old man, his gray hair, a little vicissitudes of face.

He pursed his lips and nodded his head.

Because of his temporary repentance of marriage, he fell down in anger. He had planned to take time to have a look.

After that, LAN Jingyan bowed his head and whispered to Fu Zhiran: "let the driver take you back."

Then he turned, went to the car and reached out to pull the door open.

Fu Zhiran didn't look at him. After getting on the car, he immediately closed the door.

Without looking at LAN Jingyan, he told the driver in front, "let's go."

When the car started, in the reversing mirror, the tall man was getting farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and disappeared gradually.

Fu Zhiran takes his eyes back, lowers his head, rolls up his sleeve, and bulges the scar that has not been completely grown.

She gently touched with her fingers, stabbing pain, like the tip of a needle, stuck in her heart.

It doesn't hurt that much, but it can't be ignored.

"If you hadn't threatened to die, Jing Yan wouldn't have broken his engagement with the Jia family."

Wristband suicide to force men back, whether it's in TV dramas or novels, only female number two will use the means.