Chapter 2903

Fang LAN: [no, I won't look.]

Chu Zhuohang: [I asked Xiaozhan to find these things, fidelity. I didn't read a word either. Look for yourself and weigh it for yourself.]

Chu Zhuohang didn't lie. He was afraid of seeing what he didn't want to see. He changed from disappointment to despair for Zhuang Shihao.

So let Xiaozhan not tell himself a word, and give him the content directly after packaging. He forwarded it to Fang LAN intact.

Let Fang LAN judge what kind of person Zhuang Shihao is.

Fang LAN: [OK, please.]

Chu Zhuohang: [uncle Fang, please me. Otherwise, I don't want to see anything related to Zhuang Shihao.]

Fang LAN: [smiling face, it's really hard for you. I'll treat you to dinner later.]

After chatting, she remembered that Bai Jingru had also given herself something about Zhuang Shihao.

Everyone may be concerned about themselves and checking how Zhuang Shihao is.

They're worried about getting stuck again, aren't they?

All good intentions.

However, Fang LAN chose not to look.

She buried herself in the quilt, and their worries were superfluous.

However, in her heart, she knew better than anyone that she didn't want to see it. She was afraid of more disappointment and despair.

You might as well not know.

Out of sight and out of mind is the essence of life.

She doesn't report to Zhuang Shihao. Zhuang Shihao reports very frequently every day.

Usually twice in the morning and evening, one more time for business trip, and report safe when you arrive.

Fang LAN didn't return once, but Zhuang Shihao still sent it.

She wanted to see how long he could send it.

Once, the message he sent was: "my father and I went to Tai Chi."

Fang LAN snorted. What's strange about that.

Don't mind her.

However, after a while, Dr. Fang sent a photo saying that he had played Tai Chi with Zhuang Shihao.

She just reflected that he said his father was his own father, not Zhuang's father.

Fang LAN immediately wanted to ask him where the face came from.

Fang LAN: [do you want face?]

Zhuang Shihao: [?]

Fang LAN: [who is your father?]

Zhuang Shihao: [dad didn't object to me calling him that.]

Fang LAN: [then you might as well be my father's daughter. Let's get married.]

Zhuang Shihao didn't come back.

Fang LAN whispered to herself and didn't return.

She recently make complaints about Bai Jing Lu's Tucao, which is that she feels white Jing Lu and is still facing Zhuang Shihao.

There is a faint feeling of being betrayed.

So when Bai Jingru sent the news, she replied perfunctorily.

However, there is a lot of good news. Her travel essays have been published and have a good response.

Every time she doesn't write much prose, she only outlines the scenery with a few strokes, and then expresses her emotions with beautiful pictures.

Only occasionally when you are in good mood, you will write longer and write a big article.

The next day, Zhuang Shihao came to wechat.

Zhuang Shihao: [Aunt Zhang's son got married and asked for leave to go back for seven days.]

Fang LAN: [Oh, didn't you wash your clothes and cook by yourself?]

On the other side, he quickly turned on his mobile phone and called Aunt Zhang to congratulate her. By the way, he ordered a big red envelope on wechat and sent it.

Zhuang Shihao: [I'm asking you, how many red envelopes do we pack.]

Fang LAN: [Mr. Zhuang has money at will.]

After a while, Aunt Zhang returned to wechat and thanked Fang LAN and Zhuang Shihao. They were so polite. They both gave such a big red envelope. Her son won't have children for the time being after he got married. She is willing to continue to work here.