She turned around, ran into the villa, and locked herself in the room.

Lu Jingchi stood outside for a while. When the pile of rubbish was completely burned and the last sparks were gone, he walked in.

Jiang Lan squatted on the ground, hugging herself tightly and looking out the window with empty eyes.

Watching the sky get darker and darker, the world fell into darkness again.

Later in the evening, Lu Jingchi came in. He opened the door, walked to the corner, and squatted down in front of Jiang Lan.

"are you hungry?"

Jiang Lan turned her head away from looking at him. He was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to rub her head and said, "It's your birthday soon, can I celebrate it with you?"

Jiang Lan was slightly startled, and she subconsciously looked at Lu Jingchi.

She didn't know when her birthday was. Grandpa Lu once regarded the day she came to the Lu family as her birthday.

It turns out that she has been in the Lu family for 20 years.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Lu Jingchi held her hand and pulled her to stand up, "I'll take you to dinner and buy new clothes."

Jiang Lan lowered her head, he always had a way to patch it up bit by bit every time her heart broke into pieces.

No matter how cheap his love is, it is still tenderness that she cannot refuse.

Because of her, there is only him.

She followed Lu Jingchi to the garage. She looked at the co-pilot but didn't get in.

What came to her mind was the image of Xia Yan taking disinfectant to disinfect.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jingchi suddenly asked.

Jiang Lan looked up at him and asked him: Am I dirty?

Lu Jingchi looked into her clear eyes, her helplessness and hurt were all written in her eyes.

After a moment, he looked away, took her hand and walked to another car, "Get another one."

See, he knows everything.

He knew Xia Yan's behavior would hurt her, but he still didn't stop it.

He allowed Xia Yan to hurt her, and she was never his first choice at any time.

Jiang Lan got into the passenger seat of this car. He had not driven this Porsche very often, and the body of the Porsche was already covered with a thin layer of gray.

Naturally, this meal was not as tender as expected.

He had been looking at his phone and replying to other people's messages. Jiang Lan was sitting opposite him, as if he was performing a one-man show.

Lu Jingchi took her to buy a lot of clothes and filled a whole trunk with her.

There are skirts and clothes she usually wears. The cloakroom is full of her clothes, but he only has a few pieces.

His clothes were placed in the cloakroom, looking so abrupt and out of place, as if he didn't belong here.

When he got home, it was already ten o'clock at night. He went to the study, and Jiang Lan was alone on the boat, unable to sleep.

Si Ning sent her many messages, asking her if she had received the paintings. Jiang Lan did not dare to tell her that those paintings were burned to ashes by Lu Jingchi before she had a chance to take a look.

Si Ning said that there is more than just Lu Jingchi in the world, there are many beautiful things and beautiful people.

Si Ning also said that only by letting her love herself well can she love her baby better.

Look at those paintings, there are vast seas and skies, mountains and flowing water, and the most beautiful you, they will make you feel better.

Jiang Lan looked at the lines of words, all connected into a rope, which twisted her heart again and again.

If Si Ning knew those paintings were burned, she would be disappointed.

Jiang Lan held the phone and closed her eyes weakly. She didn't dare to reply a word.
Chapter completed!