"That's your brother. Is he going to watch a movie with his girlfriend?" Feng Qin asked.

Jiang Lan was startled, brother...he was called that again, every time, it was like a bloody knife, stabbing her heart unexpectedly.

She stared at the two figures. Xia Yan held the man's arm, and the man held her waist lovingly. The two walked into the mall talking and laughing.

It wasn't until their figures disappeared that Jiang Lan slowly looked away. She remembered that they were divorced.

She might have had the right to be angry or sad before, but now, she doesn't even have the right to be sad.

She opened the car door and followed Feng Qin out of the car.

Feng Qin grabbed her wrist and was about to pull her in, but he caught her injured wrist. Jiang Lan took a deep breath of pain and subconsciously shook him off.

This action made Feng Qin a little confused. He looked at Jiang Lan in confusion and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was a little abrupt..."

Jiang Lan frowned in pain. She shook her head, lifted up her sleeves, and showed him the wound.

Feng Qin saw the red-stained gauze on her wrist and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "What...what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Lan shook her head. She didn't know that this feeling of not knowing anything made her even more uncomfortable than when she saw Lu Jingchi and Xia Yan together just now.

Feng Qin looked deeply into her eyes, her eyes were very clear, but Feng Qin could never understand or understand the story in her eyes.

Yes, when he saw her for the first time, he felt that there were many stories in her eyes.

It makes him always want to explore the truth, explore the depths of her heart, and her past.

Perhaps when he feels curiosity or pity for a woman, it is the beginning of a man's misfortune.

The same goes for women.

"Then let's go in, the movie is about to start."

Jiang Lan nodded. She put down her sleeves to cover the wound on her wrist, trying not to let herself think about those random things.

She followed Feng Qin into the cinema, holding the popcorn and milk tea that Feng Qin bought for him. She took a sip, but maybe because the milk tea was cold, her lower abdomen began to hurt again.

Jiang Lan put down the milk tea and raised her hand to rub her belly.

Feng Qin noticed her movements and asked with concern: "Can't you drink cold drinks? I'm sorry, I will buy another one for you."

Without waiting for Jiang Lan to react, Feng Qin took away the iced milk tea and went next door to buy a hot milk tea.

"Jingchi, I want to drink milk tea too." Xia Yan's familiar voice came from behind.

Jiang Lan's whole body trembled slightly. She suddenly turned around and saw Xia Yan and Lu Jingchi walking over.

Xia Yan was wearing a mask and a hat, covering her face tightly, but Jiang Lan could hear her voice and recognize her figure.

Lu Jingchi was also wearing a black windbreaker, with a suit underneath. The open windbreaker stretched his legs longer and longer, making his already cold and sexy face even colder.

In a daze, Jiang Lan felt that the current Lu Jingchi was not the same person as the boy in the white shirt before.

When she turned her head, Lu Jingchi glanced at her face without emotion.

Jiang Lan subconsciously withdrew his gaze.

Then I heard Lu Jingchi say: "You sit down while I go buy it."

"Okay, thank you, dear! I can't drink ice."

Lu Jingchi said nothing, nodded and went to buy milk tea for her.

Xia Yan walked to Jiang Lan and sat down. She pushed up the sunglasses on her face and said with a smile, "Jiang Lan, what a coincidence. That boy is Mr. Feng's son. You are so amazing. You are so fast."

So I hooked him up."

Xia Yan's words were a bit sour. After all, she was now in the entertainment industry. There were few people in the entertainment industry who didn't know Mr. Feng, and there were also few who didn't know Mr. Feng's two sons.
Chapter completed!