Seeing the people getting out of the car, Xia Lan raised an eyebrow and said, "Miss, the name of this road is 'Gong'."
The other party was a long-haired beauty with a hot figure, voluptuous and charming. She was dressed in leopard print, revealing her slender waist. She narrowed her cat eyes, looked Xia Lan up and down, and smiled, "You are very talented. You dare to race with me like this, you
Still the first.”
The face that was indifferent to the point of no warmth was filled with a hint of ridicule, "You followed us all the way, what's going on?"
"Nothing, I just want to..." The other party blinked his seductive eyes and stared at her, "I will see Lawyer Xia's style in person."
"Oh? Did you see it?"
"Haha, unexpected." The woman smiled softly, with a mysterious aura.
Xia Lan tucks her hair around her ears and raises her eyebrows, "Who are you?"
The woman did not answer, but got into the car, put on her sunglasses, pressed down the window, "Lawyer Xia, don't worry, we will meet again soon." She said and walked away.
Xia Lan narrowed her eyes, turned around, opened the door and got into the cab.
Xiao Hui was dumbfounded when she saw it. A woman who dared to race on the road was definitely on the level of a lunatic.
Xia Lan spent a day traveling outside, and when she returned home, she saw Fei Sijue. He and An Songbai were sitting in the living room, talking about something. When she came back, they both kept their mouths shut in a tacit agreement.
"Master Juejue, why are you free today?" Xia Lan walked in while changing her shoes.
Upon hearing "Little Jue Jue", An Songbai stared at Fei Sijue as if he were a monster. The latter turned his face away without any trace and coughed lightly. Catching his gaze that followed Xia Lan, An Songbai stood there casually.
He stood up and said, "Okay, let's do what you said." After saying that, he walked upstairs wisely.
Xia Lan glanced at the two of them suspiciously, "Hey, what on earth are you doing?"
Fei Sijue stood up and opened the refrigerator door, poured her a glass of juice and handed it over, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."
Xia Lan rolled her eyes at him and took it over, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want you to play too much and get burned. Don't forget, after all, An Yinuo is also the granddaughter of the old man. No matter what he does now, he may be doing it out of anger.
Woolen cloth."
Suddenly, Fei Sijue approached her and stared at her with interest, "Are you afraid that I will be in trouble?"
"Fei Sijue, since when did you start to be so fond of being sentimental?"
"Even if you are being sentimental, you still need to have that capital, right?"
"The question is do you have it?"
"Don't you know best whether I have it or not?"
"Sorry, I'm really unclear."
"Okay, let me ask it."
As he said that, he quickly lowered his head, put his ear against her chest, and asked seriously, "Hey, stop lying to yourself and others, just admit it openly if you like me." The corners of Xia Lan's eyes twitched, and she poked her open with a finger.
He seemed to be thinking of something and asked, "What have you been busy with these days?"
Fei Sijue lightly lifted the corner of his lips, took the cup from her hand, sipped it gently along the place where she drank, and took a sip, "What, you missed me?"
This trivial action made Xia Lan's earlobes turn red. She turned her gaze and said, "Honestly, do you want to kick Enoch An out of St. Ann? And, is this what the old gentleman meant?"
He looked at her with admiration, then lowered his head and chuckled, "Although it's not my intention to interfere in other people's companies, who made me owe him anything?"
Xia Lan frowned slightly, "Are you sure?"
"Haha," he smiled and said nothing.
Xia Lan looked at him with disdain, "Okay, just take your secret and put it in the coffin." She took back her cup, walked to the living room, sat down, and raised her eyes, "An Yinuo's child..."
The topic had just come to an end when she shook her head, "Those things have nothing to do with me."
After staring at her quietly for a few seconds, Fei Sijue lowered his eyes and said softly, "You don't have to think too much. Whether it's punishment or retribution, I will punish all of them."
That child, the child in An Enoch's belly, was the sin he carried. As he said, he did not regret it.
Xia Lantong opened his eyes and didn't want to say anything anymore.
At this moment, the door opened. Boss Ah Miao walked in unhappily, followed by Anan who looked helpless.
"Hey, the big star is back." Xia Lan teased at the right time. Seeing Ah Miao and swallowing a meal of gunpowder, she raised her eyebrows and said, "What's wrong, who is our big director again?"
Ah Miao's eyes swept over Anan, with a smile on her face, "When someone sees an old lover from the past, he can't control himself."
Anan wanted to say something, but when he saw Fei Sijue, he frowned and turned around to go upstairs.
"Look, what's his attitude?" Ah Miao glared angrily at the man who disappeared on the stairs, and said angrily, "I don't know if I was rash, but I bumped into that An again.
Bitch! I don’t know what she wants to do, she actually wants to invest in a movie!”
Fei Sijue smiled mysteriously, as if everything was under control, "She needs to establish an image at this time." Of course, no one will know why the director suddenly agreed to cooperate with Saint Ann, and no one knows, these are just
It's a game that invites you to enter the urn.
"Oh? She still wants to make trouble?" Xia Lan raised her lips and glanced at Fei Sijue next to her with a vague look, "As for the issue of old lovers, Anan is not the only one who is worried."
Fei Sijue raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand sharply, put his arm around her shoulders, and came closer, "I just like the jealous look on your face."
Xia Lan glared at him coldly and slapped his hand away. Ah Miao shuddered, "I'd better go upstairs."
"The day after tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to send him to the United States."
"Oh, before I leave, I will remember to ask him for accommodation and food expenses."
She was about to leave, but he called her to stop her.
"I'm not afraid of waiting, as long as you give me a deadline."
Xia Lan didn't turn around, she just turned her eyes sideways, glanced at him with her peripheral vision, and said lightly, "I would have given it to him if I could."
This sentence reveals too much.
He didn't seem to be as disappointed as before, narrowing his eyes and smiling. At least, she didn't refuse directly. For him, that was hope.
When Fei Sijue left, Ji Yan came back, and there was an inexplicable little tail following behind him.
Xia Lan and Ah Miao glanced at each other, then fixed their gazes on him, "Who is she?"
Ji Yan said angrily, "It's just a drag."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp Swiss Army knife was already attached to his superior artery. Everyone was stunned by her lightning speed, and Anan frowned deeply.