Jiang Lan stood there in a daze. When she came to her senses, Lu Jingchi was about to walk to the elevator entrance.

Without thinking, she chased after him and followed him into the elevator.

The man frowned and said, "Go out!"

Jiang Lan's breathing was a little rapid, her cheeks were red, and she gestured: Liu Ping's family has moved out, I can't find her, you can know, please tell me.

Lu Jingchi suddenly took a step forward, with a terrible chill lingering in his body.

Jiang Lan subconsciously took a step back and pressed against the elevator, but still plucked up the courage to look directly at him.

He reached out his hand and pinched her chin, his voice without any warmth, "I know, I have to tell you?"

Jiang Lan was stunned.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, and she suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

So he knew, just didn't plan to tell her.

Jiang Lan was silent for a long time before raising his hand and gestured: Then how do you want to tell me?

Lu Jingchi threw away her chin, stood at the elevator entrance, and looked at her slightly, "That Zhang Yun, is that important to you?"

Jiang Lan nodded almost without hesitation.

For her, Grandma Zhang is half of the home except Yu Jiangting. All the people she cared about left her, and now even Grandma Zhang can't find it.

She really doesn't know what the meaning of living in this world is.

If her world was left alone, only boundless loneliness, and darkness that could never be seen.

She had no choice but to die.

She is timid and can't bear it.

And the moment she nodded, the last trace of warmth in the man's eyes also disappeared, and all that was left was Bleu Cold.

The elevator door opened, and Lu Jingchi walked out with his foot.

Jiang Lan also subconsciously chased after him.

Lu Jingchi paused and looked back at her, "I want me to tell you that there is a client in the evening. You go to receive and discuss this project, and I will tell you."

Jiang Lan's pupils shrank, and her heartbeats a half-beat when she looked at the man's strange eyes.

She gestured: Reception...how to receive it?

He cursed a sarcastic curve in the corner of his mouth: "This is your business, I only look at the result."

"Anyway, that Zhang Yun is more important than your life, and you will always find a way to take him down."

Jiang Lan could hear the subtext in his words, and his heart quickly sank to the bottom.

He would only remember her cutting her wrists and remember that she was going to get a divorce. He would not understand why she cut her wrists and why she divorced.

He would just feel that it was all her fault.

He forced her to a dead end, but in the end it was all her fault, she was making trouble unreasonable.

Jiang Lan pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly.

That's right, people won't remember the people who are hurt by themselves, they will only remember the people who are hurting themselves.

Jiang Lan stopped explaining, she squeezed out a smile and nodded in agreement with him.

The man sneered, his voice wrapped in endless contempt and sarcasm.

He opened the car door, got into the cab, and drove away.

Jiang Lan stared at his car and walked away. The raised dust made her eyes confused. It was not until the rear of the car disappeared from sight that she came to her senses and touched her cheeks.

I don't know when it will get cold.

In less than five minutes, she received the address and customer information sent by Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng was a little hesitant when he posted this message.

Because of this customer, Mr. Lu did not plan to cooperate with the other party at all, so why did he ask Jiang Lan to discuss it?

And this Mr. Wang... is a famous pervert.
Chapter completed!