When it comes to ranking, it is tantamount to touching Lan Jue's reverse scale.
If it had been anyone else, none of them would have had such an easy time rolling around.
Mark curled his lips and refused to touch the muzzle, and went down to do what he asked.
After a while, he reluctantly walked in with the analysis report of Gu Qianqian's body data, and piled them all on Lan Jue's desk.
He stretched out his hand to touch the gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose. His movements were elegant and somewhat ruffian, and he looked like a gangster in clothes. He looked at Lan Jue, who was burying his head in the report.
"Seriously, you're not going to give her up to me? After so many years as our brothers, it's not like all the women in the world have died. You're going to steal every woman from me."
He looked hurt as if his lover had been robbed. If someone didn't know better, they would definitely think that he was really talking about the woman he liked, rather than an interested experimental subject.
Lan Jue didn't even raise his head. He glanced at the pretentious Mark from the corner of his eyes and said coldly, "I don't have a brother. Besides, if you want to leave my office in another way, I can help you."
Make a big show of pressing the warning button to call the bodyguard.
"Stop! Stop, I'll go by myself, I'll go by myself!"
Mark ran away like a storm. If Lan Jue had really called the bodyguards, he would have been thrown out.
Compared to being ruthless, Mark has never seen anyone more ruthless than Lan Jue. Even his biological brother would not be merciful, let alone his fake brother who has not even a dime of connection with him.
A friend's wife should not be bullied, but Lan Jue kidnapped his younger brother and sister. Lan Rui had committed a crime in his previous life by having such a brother...
Mark looked back at Gu Qianqian's inspection report, feeling sorry for the woman he fell in love with... he touched his nose dejectedly and left.
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The stately old castle of the Lan family.
As soon as the royal-style guards appeared from Lan Jue's car, they immediately formed two neat teams, escorted by honor guards all the way, as if a prince had arrived.
As soon as the black sports car stopped at the central fountain, a servant immediately came forward and opened the door respectfully, "Young Master."
Lan Juexin's tall figure appeared outside the car door, without even raising the corners of his eyes, and walked straight in the direction of the castle.
The tall figure is wrapped in a close-fitting suit, and the slightly open collar of the shirt exposes the wheat-colored chest, which outlines a strong visual conflict.
A pair of blue pupils are like an ocean, in which people can drown at any time.
He walked vigorously and steadily, and soon he entered the castle and headed upstairs.
"Young Master."
As soon as the bodyguard guarding the door of Gu Qianqian's room saw Lan Jue's figure, he immediately leaned over to greet him respectfully, and then moved aside to block the door.
"Master, please."
The special assistant who had been following Lan Jue when he arrived at the castle quickly stepped forward and opened the door.
Lan Jue stepped in without hesitation.
His hawk-like eyes swept over the empty bed, the sofa, the coffee table...
With a stern look on his face, he strode towards the closet, opened the closet door, and waved away all the clothes with his big hand. No one was there.
Without stopping, he turned to the bathroom...
Still no one.
A handsome and resolute face had turned livid. He glanced at the bodyguard guarding the door and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Where is the person!"
