Chen asked Xia leaned at the door, "Would you just want Li Ming to chase her directly? Why did you get Tang Shaolun back and get her drunk?"
He walked out, paused for a few seconds as he passed by her, and continued forward, "Ask Xia, how long have they been breaking up?"
"It should... it's been more than two years." Chen Wenxia thought for a while, walked over and sat down opposite Lan Yanshu, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"
"Have anyone chased her in the past two years?"
"Yes, but I haven't met the right one."[
"Is that?" he whispered.
"Of course! And does this have anything to do with you finding Tang Shaolun back?"
Lan Yanshu glanced at her, and a touch of unsolvable emotion flashed in his eyes, "Is it because I didn't meet it or I don't want to meet it?"
"What do you mean is that Li Ming hasn't forgotten Tang Shaolun yet?"
"Maybe, who knows." He shrugged.
"Since that's the case, you called Tang Shaolun back, didn't you sprinkle salt on her wound?" Chen Wenxia's voice couldn't help but raise several tones.
"How can I accept a new relationship if I have a bad wound?"
"But..." Seeing Lan Yanshu's expression of determination, Chen asked Xia knew that nothing he said could not change the man's intention, "Okay. At least tell me first, what are you planning to do?"
"It's nothing, I just want to cook the raw rice and cook it."
"Are you a bandit? Lan Yanshu!" Chen Wenxia sat upright and exclaimed. "What if Li Ming doesn't like you?"