Just like today, she called Zhang Zhihao and said that Paul asked her to accompany him to a dinner party. She thought that Zhang Zhihao would be dissatisfied with her dining with other men, but she didn't expect that he actually happily agreed.
Zhang Zhihao's reaction made Wei Lan very dissatisfied, but she couldn't say anything. After all, Zhang Zhihao didn't tell her clearly, let alone asked her to help him match Paul. If she got angry or said something because of these things
If you don't contact me again, she will become unreasonable.
No matter how you look at it, Zhang Zhihao is generous and magnanimous.
"Now that things have happened, do you still think Zhang Zhihao is a good person?" Paul asked while driving.
Wei Lan looked outside the car silently and didn't answer him for a long time.
"The bad people you see with your naked eyes may not do anything to hurt you. But the so-called good people you see with your naked eyes, do you know what their intentions are or what shameful things they have done? Weilan, don't do it because of a person
It’s so unfair to exclude a person based on his status or profession.” Paul said with a different meaning.
"What is fairness? Otherwise, what do you want me to do, stay with you regardless? I know you are a good person, but your identity and my identity are still a problem after all." Weilan sighed helplessly.
"It would be unfair to me if you deny me just because of this." Paul said.
"I'm not denying you as a person, it's just..." It's just that she can't get over the hurdle in her heart.
"You didn't deny me? What about Zhang Zhihao? You clearly know that I like you, but you are dating him under my nose. Do you think I am a dead person?" Paul's tone suddenly worsened, and he poured out all the grievances he had suffered in the recent period.
Listen to the blue.
"I'm not dating him." Weilan denied seriously.
"No relationship? No relationship. Two people have dinner together, watch movies together, give you roses, and go to your house for dinner?" Paul sneered disdainfully.
Wei Lan looked at Paul in surprise. He actually knew that Zhang Zhihao gave her roses and that they often had meals together?!
After thinking about it, it's not surprising that Wei Lan wants to investigate her, or Zhang Zhihao, or even follow her. It's not surprising at all, and it's not difficult at all.
"Eating is just a routine matter. As I said before, my parents like him. If his personalities are compatible, he will be my marriage partner. But we are not dating at the moment." Wei Lan couldn't help but explain, not knowing whether it was in her heart.
Let him misunderstand the relationship between her and Zhang Zhihao at this moment.
"Your parents like me more!" Paul said confidently.
"Paul, please stop being a scoundrel, okay?!" Wei Lan sighed weakly, and then looked at Paul with a tired look on his face, with a slight pleading in his tone.
Paul sneered: "I'm a rogue? If I were a rogue, I wouldn't respect you so much. You should know that it's not difficult for me to want a woman, but because of your azure color, I'm willing to wait for you, and even watch you and Zhang Zhihao
I didn't even get angry during the date. If I were a rogue, do you think Zhang Zhihao could survive to this day?" At the end of the sentence, his tone and eyes were cold.
Seeing the fierce look on Paul's face, Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, and then thought belatedly, yes, with Paul's temper, it is really not easy for him to tolerate her until today. She couldn't help but think of the rumors between realms.
One sentence: In the underworld, it is better to offend Dongfang Xiang than Paul, the King of Hell.
In terms of ruthlessness, Paul is more ruthless than Dongfang Xiang. In terms of lack of willfulness, Paul is even more inhumane than Dongfang Xiang.
Just like Paul said, if he wanted to do something, let alone whether Zhang Zhihao would die, it would be to make Zhang Zhihao unemployed or without a place to live. This was just a matter of his words, but he did not do so.
It's simple, as he said, because he respects Wei Lan and wants to give her time to see herself and her feelings for him clearly.
However, Paul found out angrily that this woman had a short-circuit in her brain. Her relationship with Zhang Zhihao had not made any progress for so long, but she kept putting it off and even brought him home for dinner. Did she really treat him like a dead person?!
"Wei Lan, do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Paul parked the car in front of the hotel, put one hand on the steering wheel, and looked sideways at Wei Lan seriously.
Wei Lan shook her head: "No, I didn't think you were easy to bully, nor did I ever want to bully you, let alone provoke you."
"It's a pity that it's too late. You've already offended me. You've already offended me since you handcuffed me to the police station." Paul said, staring into blue eyes.
"But we..." Wei Lan was about to say, but our identities were very different. Before he could finish speaking, he was angrily interrupted by Paul.
"Qi Lan, you are such a stupid person. You have big breasts and no brains. I am talking about you, a stupid woman." Paul gritted his teeth and got out of the car with a livid face, slamming the car door hard.
The deafening sound of the door closing in her ears made Wei Lan shrink her shoulders. She had never seen Paul so angry before. Through the glass of the car window, she could clearly see Paul holding his waist with his hands, his chest rising and falling as he breathed heavily.
Weilan saw the hotel parking boy walking up to Paul and didn't know what she said to him. She was sitting in the car, but she could clearly hear Paul yelling: "Get out!"
Seeing that Paul was taking his anger out on her to the parking boy, Weilan frowned and got out of the car and walked to Paul's side. She handed the car key from Paul's hand to the parking boy, and then said to Paul: "Your friend and
Hasn’t Dongfang Xiang arrived a long time ago? Do we have to go in?”
Paul frowned and looked down at Azure, and asked softly: "I really want to open your head and see what you are thinking."
Wei Lan blinked her eyes, thought for a few seconds, then met Paul's gaze and said easily: "If you want to know what I'm thinking, shouldn't you dig out my heart?"
"As expected of a policewoman, you can say such cruel things so calmly and calmly. Should I praise you?" Paul asked teasingly.
"That's not necessary. After all, I have also been in the serious crime team. I have never seen any scenes. I have seen heart-breaking and limb-breaking." Weilan said proudly.
Paul stared into the blue eyes and saw that when she talked about her past work experience, her eyes really exuded a strange light, a light of pride and confidence.
"Okay, let's go in." Paul thought helplessly in his heart. It was impossible for this woman to give up her job, but this woman was so stubborn that there was something wrong with their identity. It seemed that he had to think of other ways.
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Walking into the lobby, Paul announced the name of the private room they had reserved, and the waiter led the way. Weilan whispered to Paul: "You go in first, I'll go to the bathroom first."