"You..."

Fang Jiaming opened his mouth slightly, and finally stopped the voice and shook his head gently, "nothing."

He took his eyes back, lowered his head and murmured, "it's OK to be like this now."

Tang Qingfeng looked at Fang Jiaming. Instead of asking him what he wanted to say, he nodded his head and agreed with him: "yes, my sister, she's too hard."

Compared with the happiness of my sister, everything becomes insignificant.

……

LAN Jingyan drives a Porsche at the speed of a battery car.

Fu Zhiran worried to death, kept urging him, "Lan Jingyan, you drive so slowly, I can't catch up with the plane, you stop to let me off, I'll take a taxi."

"I can't catch up with you. I'll send you a special plane."

LAN Jingyan disdains to reply to Fu Zhiran, and then adds a little throttle.

The car is about to get up. Fu Zhiran sits upright and glances at LAN Jingyan. "I can't sit up."

"Fart." LAN Jingyan looked at Fu Zhiran and scolded her: "you are the president's wife of Tianling group. I'll send you a plane another day. I can spend whatever I want when I go out. Your husband has money."

It's so heroic.

Fu Zhiran

Forget it. Don't talk to him.

Along the way, in addition to LAN Jingyan slow down, otherwise Fu Zhiran is not talking, let LAN Jingyan how to tease her, how to tease her.

She is low head, holding a mobile phone brush micro blog.

The black top class is Porsche. As soon as it stops at the departure point of the airport, it immediately attracts the eyes of many passers-by.

LAN Jingyan opened the door first and got off the car. His tall and handsome appearance made him an unprepared surprise.

After he got off, he went around to the front passenger seat and helped Fu Zhiran open the car door. Then he helped her pick up the suitcase, which was very considerate.

Fu Zhiran's time is very urgent. There are many people going through the formalities in the hall. She looks around and finds the formalities of her flight.

Run that way.

There are a lot of people in the queue, and her flight is still in the process of urging, Fu Zhiran stands behind the line, very anxious.

Looking around, I want to find a staff member to explain the situation and see if I can check in as soon as possible.

"Give it to me."

Suddenly, a tall figure sprang out behind her, took the box and her certificate from her hand, and dragged them to the counter directly.

Strong is lying on the counter ready to go through the formalities of the people to squeeze out, "let's go."

And put the person on the counter of the certificate also pushed a little to the side, the Fu Zhiran handed to the counter.

What he did attracted the discontent of the people behind him. They all protested and denounced him.

"How can you jump in line?"

The young man who was pushed away by LAN Jingyan just now was the loudest.

At this moment, master LAN shows his "evil youth" side, "do you have any opinion about me jumping in line?"

He gently picked the tip of his brow, a fierce flash from his dark eyes, the young man was a little afraid.

But a group of people behind, are not convinced of LAN Jingyan's practice, "we have worked so hard to line up until now, why do you jump the line when you come."

The scene became more and more chaotic, and some people began to surround LAN Jingyan.

Teller quickly stood up to maintain order, she first appeased other people in line: "you do not quarrel, continue to line up."

Then she looked at LAN Jingyan and said to him seriously and seriously, "this gentleman, please go to the back..."