"Aren't you driving?"

Xia Yan hugged him and acted coquettishly: "I'm afraid, do you have the strong wind outside, and you have the heart to let such a weak girl drive alone?"

Xia Yan looked at him cryingly.

Xia Yan is indeed beautiful. She used to be beautiful and slightly tidied from behind, so her whole face looks impeccable.

Her eyes like this were enough to make most men feel extremely conquered.

However, Lu Jingchi looked at her expressionlessly for a while before retracting his gaze, taking out the car key, "Let's go."

Xia Yan was delighted and immediately took his arm into his car.

It seems that he still feels sorry for himself.

This made Xia Yan's sadness just now disappear. Anyway, she will confirm sooner or later whether he had divorced.

The wind is really strong today, like a typhoon. Many branches on the roadside were broken by the strong wind, flying everywhere, and the road was in a mess.

The branches in the Yujiang courtyard were also blown off and hit the glass heavily, awakening Jiang Lan in his sleep.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked around. Seeing the crackling sound of the window outside being hit by branches, she stood up in panic to run upstairs.

As soon as he ran out, a huge pain came from his calf and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Jiang Lan grabbed her calf tightly, and tears flowed from pain.

She took a deep breath, pressed down the pain, got up tremblingly from the ground, dragged her slow steps, and climbed upstairs step by step.

Jiang Lan went to the study room first, and opened the door of the study room, which was pitch black inside.

The windows of the study were closed, and there was a cold light outside, like a cold eye staring at her.

Jiang Lan suddenly closed the door and dragged it to the bedroom again. The same is true for the bedroom. When he opened the door, it looked pitch black.

She reached out to touch the switch on the wall and turned on the lights in the room, but what she saw was the empty bedroom.

The bed and cabinet were covered with white cloth, and the white color was like driving her away.

Jiang Lan grabbed the door frame with his fingers and looked blankly at the bedroom. I don’t know how long it took, a thunder sounded outside, which scared her to squat on the ground immediately.

After quieting down, the sound of wind and thunder outside seemed even more unscrupulous.

The more empty a villa, the more terrifying it is, the slightest movement will echo.

In Jiang Lan's opinion, this villa is no different from a haunted house.

She squatted on the ground, covering her ears, pretending to be unable to hear.

When Lu Jingchi came back, it was almost 1:00 a.m. when he entered the room and looked at the sofa, but what he saw was an empty sofa.

His eyes sank, and he strode upstairs again.

As soon as I went upstairs, I saw a squatting at the door.

Jiang Lan squatted at the door, shivered himself into a ball, covering his ears and shivered.

The man's eyes flashed, and he quickly walked behind Jiang Lan, stretched out his hand, and leaned over and landed on her shoulder.

And the moment he touched him, Jiang Lan, like a frightened rabbit, suddenly fell to the ground, and then knelt on the ground and crawled into the bedroom in a hurry.

Suddenly, her arm was grabbed.

Jiang Lan was stunned. She raised her head and stared at the room. She froze for a long time before turning her head slowly mechanically.

The man's face came into her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled.

The man pursed his thin lips and stared at her with a complicated expression. After a while, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."
Chapter completed!