Chapter 212

"Tong fenyue!"

LAN qinsong is so angry that he roars at Tong fenyue, "if you protect him like this, you will kill your son one day."

His iron green face, trembling tall body, let Tong fenyue also can't control, a little afraid, the most important thing is what he said.

One day you will kill your son

She turned her head and looked at LAN Jingyan. She hesitated for a moment, because LAN Jingyan almost lost her life for Fu Zhiran when she grew up.

In the past, as long as LAN Jingyan and Fu Zhiran went out at night and didn't go home after ten o'clock, she was worried that something might happen outside.

So her fear was almost instinctive.

Tong fenyue opened her mouth and couldn't speak for a long time, as if she was shocked by LAN qinsong's roar. Her face was a little white.

Fu Zhiran put his hands under the table, tightly clenched his fist, and tried to control his hatred for LAN qinsong. He couldn't show his flaws at this time.

"Chief blue."

Suddenly, a man's voice came from outside the door. There was a trace of imperceptible aggressiveness and anger in his gentle tone.

LAN qinsong turned his head and saw the man coming. There was a touch of hostility in his evil eyes. "Liang Yu, why are you here?"

His feet, without any trace, came close to Tong fenyue, and his tall and burly body turned back a little bit. The powerful momentum enveloped Tong fenyue.

Liang Yu walked up to them with a smile. "I heard that Xiaoran had an accident. I don't feel relieved to come and have a look."

Then he looked at Fu Zhiran and nodded to her with a smile.

There is an irresistible affinity in him. There is no airs of elders. He is an elegant gentleman. No one will refuse to get along with people like him, especially women.

Fu Zhiran couldn't help blinking at him mischievously.

When she was a child, she felt that LAN qinsong was too strict, and the police beat LAN Jingyan, so she always had a kind of unspeakable rejection to him, or maybe fear. She was not sensible at that time, and even foolishly asked why Tong fenyue didn't choose to marry uncle Liang.

Later I learned that there were so many helplessness between them.

LAN qinsong stares at Liang Yu with one pair of eyes, and also captures the small interaction between Liang Yu and Fu Zhiran. The unhappiness on his face is more obvious.

He turned his head and looked at Tong fenyue, "I'll go back tonight. I've already made a reservation for you."

There is no doubt about the tone of the notice.

But his majesty is useless to Tong fenyue. Tong fenyue snorts coldly and says angrily, "I won't go back with you. You have to go back by yourself."

Said she bent down, ready to sit down next to Fu Zhiran, but the butt has not touched the chair, LAN qinsong suddenly bent down, holding her waist in both hands, carrying her to the door.

"Blue..." Liang Yu raised his foot, stepped forward, but stopped again.

To the mouth of the words also suddenly stop, lips gradually pursed, a pair of narrow and smart eyes looking at the blue qinsong shoulder constantly resist Tong fenyue.

Gradually unfathomable.

"Lan qinsong, you are a violent person. You've known all your life that you've been violent against me and my son. Please let me down, you old beast."

Tong fenyue tries her best to resist on LAN qinsong's shoulder. LAN qinsong's steady pace is not affected at all, and resolutely walks out of the box.