Yes, Fu Zhiran knows about it, because Jia Beishan often shows off in front of her.

She and LAN Jingyan once lived and died together in the rain of bullets.

No matter who this person is, what the purpose is, her heart has been disturbed by him.

She picked up her cell phone again and dialed LAN Jingyan's number.

Hearing the sound of "Du" getting through, she breathed nervously.

Pick up the phone, Jingyan. Pick up the phone.

Maybe he has gone to save people. Maybe he has been caught by those people.

The more I think about it, the more scared I am. My hands are full of sweat unconsciously.

"What for?"

Fu Zhiran thought wildly. Suddenly, a familiar man's voice came from the receiver. Her excited eyes lit up, "where are you?"

For fear of losing her cell phone, she grabbed it with both hands.

"Don't you want to divorce me? Where and what am I doing? "

LAN Jingyan's tone is cold, proud and normal.

Let Fu Zhiran a little relieved, but LAN qinsong that photo, and that person's chat on the road is still in front of her, her heart still can't let go.

She apologized: "I'm wrong. Can you tell me where you are?"

LAN Jingyan asked her in a sarcastic tone, "how? Do you miss me? "

Fu Zhiran nodded generously and admitted, "well, I miss you."

"Let you think, I won't see you in a short time."

LAN Jingyan haughty cold hum, and then impatient way: "I'm very busy, hang up."

"Jing Yan..."

Listen to LAN Jingyan said to hang up, Fu Zhiran to stop the words have not come out, heard the "Dudu" busy tone, the phone has hung up.

She put down her mobile phone and looked at the screen of the mobile phone. She and Lanjing Yangang just had this call, less than two minutes.

Although LAN Jingyan's tone doesn't sound like something, even if he has something, he won't show it to her.

So we can't judge whether he has something from his tone.

Fu Zhiran thought, put down the mobile phone, put his hands on the keyboard, and asked, "don't ask who I am": "what's the purpose of telling me this?"

There must be something below to drop such a big bait. It can't just make her nervous and worried.

"I can help you save LAN qinsong and avoid LAN Jingyan's risk, and I will provide you with important evidence of your father's case."

"Don't ask who I am." Fu Zhiran was impatient and urged: "please tell me what you want me to do."

Don't ask me who I am: "you're going downstairs. There's a red Bentley downstairs. You get in that car."

What do you want her to do

Fu Zhiran vigilantly asked: "and then?"

Don't ask who I am: "I need you three months."

Three months for her?

What for?

She is a writer of novels and plays. Is this guy a director and producer? Want to dig her in to write a script?

"If you don't believe me, let's stop talking."

Don't ask me who I am and send me news again. Fu Zhiran takes a look. This person has mastered her heart now and is sure to eat her.

She didn't reply. She reached for her mobile phone and dialed Tong fenyue's number.

There's a ring, and then there's the answer. From the receiver comes Tong fenyue, "hello.".

It's night over there. LAN Jingyan just answered the phone. She is not surprised because he often stays up so late.