They didn't know that after they left, LAN tingsheng appeared in the teahouse hall, and his eyes fell on the blood dripping from the hall.

How did Miss Lu get hurt? He was so angry just now. Yes, he was really angry. Although it was not obvious, he still saw it clearly.

Why does she seem hostile to the Lu family?!

"Lan Shao, are you leaving?"

The person in charge of the teahouse saw LAN tingsheng and came forward respectfully.

LAN tingsheng nodded faintly and walked outside with long slender legs.

After sitting in his car, LAN tingsheng took out his mobile phone and made a call.

In the president's office of Fu Group, Fu yiwei'an sat on the president's chair, holding a Parker pen in his right hand, and the Phoenix eyes behind the gold framed glasses fell sharply on the documents in front of him.

When the mobile phone on the side rang, Fu Yi looked sideways, and his exquisite side face was angular.

"What's up?"

The cold, low voice sounded from Fu Yi's mouth.

"Fu Yi, I saw Miss Lu of your family. She and ye Yunshu appeared in the teahouse. Just now they taught a man who came forward to chat up. This man is from the Lu family."

At the other end of the phone, LAN tingsheng joked in a loud voice.

Hearing Lu wanchu's name, Fu Yiyi took off his gold framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his narrow Phoenix eyes flashed softly.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't worry, Miss Lu seems to be hurt. I saw a lot of blood on her hand and I don't know what happened."

LAN tingsheng sat in the car and looked at the direction of the teahouse. Lu wanchu seemed to have been injured in the teahouse. How could she be so seriously injured in the teahouse?

"What are you talking about?"

The breath on the other end of the phone suddenly cooled down. LAN tingsheng picked his eyebrow. As expected, he was attracted to others. His tone changed as soon as he heard the injury.

"I said she was hurt, and you won't comfort her."

Fu Yi's face was gloomy. He got up from the president's chair, took his long legs, picked up one side of his coat, and walked out of the office without looking back. "How did she get hurt?"

Hearing that she was hurt, he couldn't calm down.

"How do I know? I'm not a God. How can I know how people get hurt?"

LAN tingsheng rolled his eyes. If he knew, wouldn't he tell him.

"Go and find out how she got hurt."

Fu Yibing ordered.

"Hey, Fu Yi, I'm not your man. You ordered me?"

LAN tingsheng howled discontentedly and was angry at the end of the mobile phone.

"Go or not?!"

"Go, can't you go?"

LAN tingsheng rolled his eyes again. He dared not go. If he didn't go, Fu Yi would definitely find an excuse to clean him up another day.

After getting off the bus, LAN tingsheng walked towards the teahouse.

More than ten minutes later, Fu Yi's mobile phone rang again. At this time, Fu Yi was driving towards ye Yunshu villa.

"I heard. Lu wanchu's hand was cut by a glass. It's strange to say that. Your family was so angry that he crushed the glass. What's the reason?"

LAN tingsheng touched his chin and mused.

Lu wanchu is a fan. It seems that something is wrong and he can't say it again.

It seems that he is not so simple to crush a glass with his bare hands.

What on earth can make her so?

Some made LAN tingsheng curious.

Fu Yifeng's eyes flashed over the evil, "crush the glass?!

"Yes, unarmed. I don't know if I can do it. Even if I can, I won't be stupid to pinch it. Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to say she."

LAN tingsheng noticed that Fu Yi was angry and immediately reacted. He actually said Lu wanchu in front of Fu Yi. He was looking for death.