Xu Ruoying was so angry that she jumped up. She had already said that this woman was a bastard.
"It's okay, I'm okay."
Lanrou took off her glasses, took out a white handkerchief from her body, wiped her tears, and put them on again.
"Apologise to Miss Lan!"
Feng Lin walked in and said carrying two bags of steamed buns and two cups of soy milk.
"Feng Lin! She's just pretending! She even scolded me just now!" Xu Ruoying explained.
"Can you write a good draft by lying to others? Miss Lanrou is a university teacher and part-time vice dean. Why do people scold you?"
Feng Lin threw the buns on the table, "Apologise!"
"It's okay Feng Lin."
Lan Rou forced out a smile, walked over and shook her head, "We were classmates once, there may be some misunderstandings."
Even though she explained it this way, her tears could not stop flowing. She felt aggrieved as much as she wanted.
Feng Lin hurriedly comforted him, "Don't cry, Miss Lan. She is of low quality and is not as knowledgeable as her."
"You are of low quality!"
Xu Ruoying is going crazy, this stinky woman is so disgusting.
"Feng Lin, why does she live with you?" Lan Rou asked in a low voice.
"She is my relative..."
"I am his wife! We have obtained the marriage certificate. Feng Lin, please show her the marriage certificate. Mine is with Yingying."
Xu Ruoying interrupted Feng Lin.
"Do you have a fever? Get out of here if you talk nonsense again!"
Feng Lin picked up the buns and soy milk with one hand, easily carried Xu Ruoying on his shoulders with the other hand, and walked out.
"Lan Rou! You stinky woman! Shameless!" Xu Ruoying struggled on Feng Lin's shoulder.
"Shut up!"
Feng Lin put Xu Ruoying in the yard, stuffed soy milk and steamed buns into her arms, then re-entered the house and locked the door.
"Feng Lin, I don't know why she is so angry?" Lan Rou lowered her head pitifully.
"There's something wrong with her."
Feng Lin opened his portion of the buns and invited with a smile, "Would you like to eat?"
"I'm not welcome." Lan Rou nodded.
"Feng Lin! You big stupid pig! You didn't even know you were cheated!"
Xu Ruoying was still outside, shouting at the window, eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk from time to time.
"Feng Lin, I...actually care a lot."
After Lanrou ate a steamed bun, she asked in a low voice, "What is your relationship with her? As I said before, I am very traditional."
"Okay, let me tell you the truth. We have known each other since we were children. Her parents asked her to marry Song Keming, so she asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend for the time being."
Feng Lin explained with a serious expression.
"Oh! So we've known each other since childhood."
Lan Rou nodded with a smile, she seemed to be childhood sweethearts, but Xu Ruoying's appearance suggested that she liked Feng Lin.
After the two of them had eaten, Feng Lin opened the door.
Xu Ruoying rushed in immediately.
"Stop! I want to go out with Miss Lan. You stay at home alone."
Feng Lin directly interrupted Xu Ruoying and left with Lan Rou.
Lan Rou grabbed Feng Lin's hand, turned around, and blinked at Xu Ruoying.
This is a...silent mockery.
"you!!"
Xu Ruoying's fingers were trembling with anger.
It was still Lanrou's domestic car. Feng Lin sat in the passenger seat and Lanrou drove away.
The corners of her mouth curled up from time to time, but she didn't expect to see Xu Ruoying's helpless and furious look.
I have to say, it's really beautiful.
It seems that we will have to communicate more in the future.
The Lan family is not in the wealthy area of the East District, their home is in the old city.
There is a manor here, and they lived here very early. At that time, the East District of Jiang City had not yet been built.
Lan Rou parked the car in the parking space outside the manor and got out of the car with Feng Lin.
Lead Feng Lin inside.
The security guards standing around were all as straight as swords and did not say hello to Lan Rou.
Feng Lin nodded secretly. The security here was much higher than that of the Xu family.
On the lawn not far away, an old man with white hair was lying on a rocking chair.
There is a big parasol and a small wooden table next to him.
A glass of wolfberry water is placed on top.
"Grandpa! I brought Feng Lin."
Lan Rou walked over with a smile.
The old man stood up from the rocking chair, looked at Feng Lin, and nodded secretly, "Xiaorou, you have nothing to do here."
"Grandpa! What do you want to talk about? It's so mysterious?"
Lan Rou hugged Lan He's arm coquettishly.
"Let's talk about things between men." Lan He patted Lan Rou's shoulder lightly, "Be obedient."
Lan Rou nodded and walked into the manor, not forgetting to look back at Feng Lin.
…
"Feng Lin, codenamed Death Doctor, belongs to the special department of the country's secret army, Wujie, and is also the youngest person in Wujie."
"He once created his own organization, called Dead Night, number 1."
When Lan He saw Lan Rou leaving, he picked up the wolfberry water and drank it while talking to himself.
Feng Lin's pupils tightened, and he asked calmly: "Did I tell you?"
"No, I have three sons, the eldest of whom served in the third department of the Secret Legion." Lan He explained with a smile.
"The third department? The destroyed department?" Feng Lin asked.
"Not bad! Fortunately, the third child likes business, and Lan Rou is the third child's only daughter."
Lan He put down the cup and continued: "I used to be a member of the first department of the Secret Legion, that is, the Intelligence Department, but I retired."
"That's such a coincidence. I, too, disbanded Dead Night and am now retired."
Feng Lin sat on the fence of the garden next to him, smiling and spreading his hands.
"You are still young." Lan He said lightly.
"I know, but the task completed is equivalent to a hundred secret legion elites doing it for a hundred years."
There is no exaggeration in Feng Lin's words.
For normal top-level tasks, latency is calculated in years.
Some people only complete three or four top-level tasks in their lifetime.
Facing Feng Lin's death, those tasks could be completed in one or two months at the slowest and in three days at the fastest.
"Haha, let's not talk about that anymore. How about my granddaughter?"
Lan He changed the topic and asked with a smile.
"feel good."
Feng Lin finally understood why Lan Rou had known for a long time that she had a fiancé.
Because her family knew his past identity.
"That's good. I think you two are a good match." Lan He nodded, "Xiaorou has been fond of making noises since she was a child. She applied to me before and wanted to join the Secret Legion."
"You deliberately?"
Feng Lin asked with a frown.
"No, I wanted to refuse at first, but when I thought about your engagement, I thought it was pretty good. She would be safe with you protecting her."
Lan He lay on the rocking chair again, rocking gently.
"You didn't force her?" Feng Lin asked.
"No, don't worry, she is from the first department. She usually collects intelligence and is relatively safe." Lan He explained.
Feng Lin breathed out, feeling like he was being tricked.
He stood up with his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "Do me a favor first."
"Say." Lan He smiled.
"Put pressure on the Xu family and temporarily make their business a little more uncomfortable."
Feng Lin felt that it was better to resolve Xu Ruoying's matter first.
"Simple."
Lan He nodded.
…
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Chuan and Wang Qin sat around in front of their laptops, studying the 300 million contract.
Wang Qin smiled happily. The Zhou family's 300 million order could still take the opportunity to hug the Zhou family's lap.
If Xu Ruoying remarries Song Keming, she can get another 300 million orders.
By then, with the help of the two major families, the Xu family may become a new big family.
At this time, Xu Chuan's cell phone suddenly rang.
He took it out, looked at it, and asked calmly: "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Xu, the Ministry of Commerce suddenly stopped reviewing and approving our documents. If we cannot deliver the goods on time, we will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages."