An Yinuo wandered outside the study from time to time, stopping in front of the door several times, but finally did not have the courage to stop. She really wanted to hear what the two were talking about, but she was afraid of being discovered by her grandfather. Just when she was struggling, the room
The door opened, and she hurriedly ran back to the living room, pretending as if nothing happened, and sat on the sofa reading a magazine.
Fei Sijue walked out, turned around and bowed his head respectfully to An Songbai, "Mr. An, I will come to visit you again."
"I don't care what theory you have about relationships. In short, you are the one I, An Songbai, like. No matter where you go, I will catch you! Boy, do you hear me clearly?" An Songbai finished speaking loudly.
, slamming the door shut.
With a helpless smile on his lips, Fei Sijue turned and left.
Hearing his footsteps receding, An Yinuo threw the magazine out angrily, her beautiful cheeks twisted slightly, "Fei Sijue, do you have to be so heartless?" Then, he smiled gloomily and touched his hand.
Lower abdomen, "Don't forget, I still have a trump card in my hand!"
After a whole day of work, Xia Lan walked out of the office tiredly. Her mind was so busy with the case that she didn't even notice the luxury car parked at the door.
"Xia Lan,"
She stopped, turned her head, saw the international superstar sitting in the car, and sneered, "What are you doing here again? Did you hit a wall with An Yinuo?"
Han Zixi ignored the fact that it was the rush hour for get off work, and walked out of the car gracefully, letting the discerning screams come out, and walked up to her, with a touch of tenderness flashing in her eyes, "Some things are very complicated, not what you think. "
Xia Lan raised a hand and said, "Stop, your complexity has nothing to do with me. As long as I am simple, that's fine."
Han Zixi was already accustomed to her ruthlessness. He chuckled, "Anyway, I came here specially to treat you to dinner because I left a lot of things behind and stayed here honestly.
I've been waiting for you for a long time, so I'll show you my face."
When Xia Lan was about to speak, he raised his index finger and shook it slightly, "Even if you reject me, you still have to eat. Just treat it as if we met by chance and have a meal together. This way, I won't put any pressure on you."
"
At this moment, an arm came in and pulled Xia Lan to her side. Immediately, someone grabbed her shoulders, "I'm sorry, your existence is already a pressure."
Xia Lan's body froze, and she turned to stare at him. Then, as if she thought of something, she immediately looked at his injured arm.
Han Zixi pursed her lips and half-squinted her deep eyes, "Fei Sijue, your answer does not represent her. Nor does she belong exclusively to your domineering scope."
Fei Sijue lowered his head, met Xia Lan's indifferent and panic-stricken eyes, and raised his lips with a smile, "Are you going to agree to his date?" His question was full of determination. It seemed that she was sure to refuse. Xia
Lan looked at him, smiled brightly, pushed away the hand on his shoulder, and strode to Han Zixi's side, "I hope you have reserved a seat, I hate waiting for a table."
A smile slowly appeared on Han Zixi's handsome face. He opened the car door like a gentleman and asked her to get in. He turned around and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Fei Sijue, then got into the car and drove away.
Fei Sijue stood there, not angry, but lowered his eyes and chuckled. He actually began to appreciate her uniqueness, as if he were looking at the person he loved from a completely new angle. That kind of surprise would be
It makes him ignore many obstacles in reality. Is it like Song Wen said, is this a sign that he likes to be abused?
Sitting in Han Zixi's car, Xia Lan pointed to the front without interest, "Put me down at the subway entrance."
"Hey, you've finished using me and you just want to kick me away?" Han Zixi had no intention of stopping.
"Why, do you still want a receipt to keep and complain to 315?"
"At least, I should finish what you promised me."
"I can't tell you are so principled," Xia Lan's words sounded like sarcasm.
Han Zixi ignored it and continued to drive the car very fast. After a while, he said, "I am not pursuing An Yinuo."
Xia Lan was stunned, "Why do you have to tell me? You are free to pursue whoever you want. Of course, if you pursue her, I will express my 120,000 sympathy. Apart from that, there is no other waste of emotion."
."
Han Zixi turned his head and glanced at her, "You can't be with Fei Sijue. If you still love him now, just give up."
"Ha, Han Zixi, you are very interesting." Xia Lan adjusted her sitting position and turned to face him, "Who do I want to love or be with? Why do I need your approval? You play the piano a lot.
You must have lost your mind while playing."
"I can't control anyone else. Only him."
Xia Lan narrowed her eyes and stared at him closely, "Is it because of An Yinuo?"
He remained silent and did not deny it.
Xia Lan was sensitively aware that Han Zixi's concern for An Yinuo seemed to have nothing to do with personal relationships between men and women. She couldn't figure out what it was.
"Why are you meddling in her affairs?" she asked.
"I can only tell you that she is the only important person to me right now."
Xia Lan suddenly laughed and said casually, "Don't tell me that she is your long-lost sister. You finally found her after all the hard work. From then on, you acted as her protector, not allowing anyone to
If you bully her again, including the people she loves, you will also protect her."
"...Is it impossible?"
"Please, this kind of vulgar storyline has been written to death." Xia Lan didn't care. But Han Zixi looked slightly calm, "I do have a sister." He said calmly, "My mother was in the 17th century.
When I was ten years old, I was raped and then gave birth to me."
Xia Lan was stunned.
His face was calm and his tone was calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, "As soon as I was born, my grandmother sent me to live with relatives abroad. In fact, I don't blame her. On the contrary, I am very grateful to her for giving birth.
Exit me. Until a few years ago, I didn’t know that my mother had passed away long ago, but she left me a younger sister. You can imagine that after a person has struggled for a long time, he suddenly realizes that there is someone else in the world.
People who bleed the same blood as you, how strong is that shock?"
Xia Lan stared at him and asked quietly, "That person...is An Enuo?"
He did not answer, but continued, "Sister, to me, I have the shadow of my mother. I vowed to find her! I will protect her at all costs and prevent her from being wronged in the slightest!
"
Xia Lan understood. Without her previous teasing, she looked away and stared deeply. His story actually reminded her of scenes from long ago, those dreams and hallucinations that once appeared in her mind...