Jiang Lan was in place and placed nowhere to place her hands and feet. She looks like a passionate clown.

"Let's put it." Lu Jingchi said lightly.

Jiang Lan nodded, she turned silently and walked out of the study.

She heard Xia Yan's voice coming from behind her, "Say it well, you will accompany me to the press conference tomorrow, not allowed to put my pigeons."

"Um."

"I opened the live broadcast yesterday and made more than 100,000. I'm not good?"

"It's really amazing." Lu Qichi was perfunctory.

"There is also a brokerage company looking for me to sign a contract. Do you think I want to go? Can you think I can go in the entertainment industry?"

"If you want to go, I will invest you."

In the following words, Jiang Lan didn't hear, and there was no need to continue to listen.

He has always been in demand for Xia Yan. Xia Yan is always free in him. She can do whatever she wants to do, make friends, can make trouble unreasonable, and pursue her dream.

Xia Yan is a complete person, so he has a complete life.

Jiang Lan is just a dumb, so there is no complete life, and it is not worthy of ownership.

Jiang Lan a few sips of meals, then returned to the bedroom and went to lie down.

She couldn't sleep, and insomnia became more and more serious. After more than two hours on the bed, Lu Jingchi came in.

He was lying skilled beside her, but he didn't hold her as before.

He turned his back to her, and both of them faced their backs. The two lay on a bed.

Jiang Lan's fingers squeezed the pillow, she closed her eyes and tried to ignore the emptiness around her.

The light on the head is dazzling, and it is still very bright when you close your eyes.

Jiang Lan couldn't sleep. After waiting for a while, she got up from the bed, went to a bathroom, and went out of the bedroom to the sofa in the living room.

She curled herself on the sofa, buried her head in her arms, and covered all the light.

After more than half an hour, Jiang Lan suddenly felt a heavy body. She raised her head and found that she was a blanket.

Lu Jingchi was standing next to her. He was wearing pajamas and scattered hair. Every time he dressed, he would always have a little more youthful sense of youth.

Every time, Jiang Lan will give birth to an illusion of returning to the past.

She froze slightly and sat up quickly.

Lu Jingchi also sat next to her and said, "Find a class for you, and will not be boring."

Jiang Lan looked at him blankly. After a while, she raised her hand to compare: Can I make friends at work?

Lu Jingchi said: "If you want to make it, if you can make friends."

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed, did he say she couldn't make friends?

Also, she can't say, who wants to communicate with her?

Jiang Lan: Where can I go to work?

"what you up to?"

Jiang Lan: I want to sing.

"You want to sing." Lu Jingchi laughed, but just sneered, "Have you already started singing with me now?"

Jiang Lan did not sing against him. She really wanted to sing. This was the dream of her deep inside. No, it was extravagant hopes.

She also wants to divorce, and like her wanting to sing, she is a luxury that cannot be realized.

Lu Jingchi laughed and stared at her indifferently, "I'll give you the last chance, what do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!