"With all the noise and shouting, do you think I will believe you? Where is it?" Paul asked eagerly.
"Just treat me as home." Weilan replied stubbornly.
"Where?" Paul's voice suddenly turned cold and he asked.
"Night market." Wei Lan had no choice but to call him truthfully.
"Where's the night market?" Paul asked.
"Return to the original path."
"Don't move, wait for me." After saying that, Paul hung up the phone.
Wei Lan stared blankly at the hung up phone, he was coming to find her?! This seemed a bit confusing.
Paul hung up the phone and didn't even have time to put on his coat. He grabbed the car keys and ran out. When he went downstairs, he met Dongfang Xiang. Just as Dongfang Xiang was about to call him, Paul said while running: "Boss, I have something urgent. Come back."
Say it again."
Hearing Wei Lan's hoarse voice and not knowing what happened to her, Paul felt inexplicably anxious. After running through seven or eight red lights crazily, a traffic police car chased him for two streets and couldn't get away.
, finally having no choice, Paul parked the car on the side of the road.
The police car got out of the car and issued the ticket. As soon as he handed it over, Paul threw a dozen dollars from the car window and said impatiently: "You can drive as you like, don't waste my time." After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and the car was like a rocket.
They rushed to the driveway, leaving only red banknotes on the ground and the policeman standing there stunned.
I have issued fines for so many years, but I have never seen someone so arrogant!
Before she finished her bowl of noodles, a man with a stern face, who was dark but still handsome, sat down across the dining table.
"So fast?" Wei Lan looked at the time and saw that it was less than ten minutes. It must have taken twenty minutes to get here from night to night.
"I'm good at driving." Paul said proudly and smiled. On his dark face, the teeth looked particularly white.
"Did you run a red light?" Wei Lan asked smartly.
"You're from the anti-narcotics team, and you're responsible for running a red light?" Paul said jokingly.
Wei Lan shrugged: "I haven't figured out the anti-narcotics control yet."
"How about... I ask someone to transfer you back?" Paul knew that she was in a bad mood now, and he wanted to use this to make her happy.
But Wei Lan immediately shook her head and refused: "No, please leave me alone." I don't want to get too close to you, and I don't want to have too much involvement with you. I hope... you won't be so nice to me, or you will let me
Misunderstood.
Wei Lan looked at Paul, these words were lingering in her heart, but when the words came to her lips, she could never say them out. She meant so well, but it seemed too hurtful for her to say such heartless words. She was not really heartless.
, I can’t see Paul’s good intentions.
It's just that being friends is really not possible. Discipline will not allow the police and the underworld to be friends.
"If I don't care about you, will anyone else care about you? Why are you out here alone so late at night?" Paul glared angrily, once again treating his kindness like a donkey.
"Have you eaten?" Wei Lan asked but didn't answer.
"I haven't eaten. I went to Africa for a month. I just came back and I have a lot of things to deal with." As soon as he contacted Xiao Huang's assistant, he realized that something was wrong with Wei Lan. He ran out before they could talk about it in detail.
"You have a bad stomach and don't eat on time? Let's have a bowl of noodles. Their noodles are pretty good." Weilan scolded him when she learned that he hadn't eaten yet.
"Are you concerned about me?" Paul asked with a smile.
"Tch, I don't want you to go to the hospital with a stomachache." Wei Lan rolled her eyes at him, turned around and asked the boss for a bowl of noodles, and specifically asked not to add spicy food.
She thought that people with weak stomachs should not eat spicy food.
"If I go into the hospital, will you take care of me?" Paul looked at her with burning eyes, with a little hope in his heart.
Wei Lan frowned slightly, what did he mean by asking? She couldn't understand him more and more.
"You have so many subordinates, why do you need me to take care of you?" Weilan asked.
"They are my subordinates. No one dares to get close to me. Besides, how can a group of men be as careful as a woman to take care of them?" Paul said pitifully, as if he was really sick.
"Where's your... family?" Wei Lan asked tentatively. The information showed that Paul was boxing in the black market when he was 19 years old. After boxing for two years, he followed Dongfang Xiang. The previous information was empty.
"Family? From the day I can remember, I have been alone." Paul's eyes instantly became dull.
Paul thought in his heart that maybe it was because of his family that he sympathized with Wei Lan. When he first heard about her relationship with her family, he felt that their situations were actually similar. He had no family. Although she had family, but
But he didn't get the care of his family.
"...I'm sorry." Wei Lan lowered her head apologetically.
At this time, the boss happened to come up and made the atmosphere less awkward.
"Eat quickly." Weilan pushed the noodles in front of him.
Paul looked at the noodles in the bowl with disgust, frowned, picked up the disposable chopsticks and stirred the bowl, and asked, "Just two pieces of meat?" "What you are eating is noodles, not meat." Wei Lan rolled her eyes.
,Didn’t he endure hardship before? Why is he so picky now?!
"Forget it, let's eat. I haven't eaten anything like this for many years." After joining the boss, he said to himself that he would never live the same life again. Since then, he has never eaten anything without it.
He had high-quality meals and never had to stay in an uncomfortable bed for a day. Even when he worked overtime, he asked his subordinates to go to the Star Hotel to pack meals and bring them back.
"Tch, it's good to eat some. Poor people like us feel good if we eat this every day." Wei Lan muttered in a low voice.
Paul didn't refute, just lowered his head and took a few big bites, then asked casually: "Why don't you eat Japanese food at home?"
"I don't like to eat." Wei Lan said with mixed feelings.
"Lying, your mouth will be drooling at noon." Paul exposed her without reservation.
"During dinner, my mother forced me to get married again, and I got angry." She couldn't tell Paul that the four of them had a good time, and her mother didn't ask her to eat. She didn't have the shame to say such things.
She could only say that her mother forced her to get married again. However, when she went out, she did hear her mother say that she was taking up space at home.
Every time at this time, she would always think that she might as well just marry anyone, so as not to irritate her mother all day long.
"How about... you marry me?" Paul asked casually.
It was originally a casual question, but after Paul asked casually, he suddenly felt that this was indeed a good idea. He had not had a home since he was a child, and home was a luxury word for him.
[The website has organized an event to send Chang'e home. Anyone who has mooncakes, dragonflies, or rockets can just throw one away. There are gold medals and red envelopes for gifts. Don't make Chang'e faint from hunger, otherwise she won't be able to go back to meet Wu Gang.