As soon as she entered the dressing room inside, Lan Jiao locked the door and pushed her against the wall.
‘Bang!’ My back hit the cold wall, feeling cold and painful.
She frowned: "What are you doing?"
Lan Jiao took a step forward and stared at her fiercely: "I asked you to admit that video on my behalf, not to hook up with Bo Xilang and marry him!
As the hostess of that night four years ago, don't you know what the consequences would be if you married into the Bo family and met Zhan Ye without looking up?"
"I know, that's why I didn't agree! Why do you want to be cruel to me again?"
"What I'm saying is that you didn't agree! Just now Zhan Ye stood up and spoke, and you followed his thoughts. Aren't you giving Zhan Ye a hint and letting Zhan Ye have more thoughts about you?
You don't know how to change your mind. Do you agree first? Then you find excuses to break the contract later?
Lan Xixi, I see that you clearly have thoughts about Zhan Ye!"
A series of sounds, hysterical.
Lan Xixi: “???”
What did she hear?
Dare to fall in love until the end, no matter what she does, it will not matter, right?
She glanced at Lan Jiao coldly: "You are simply unreasonable, unreasonable, and causing trouble over nothing.
I don't want to talk to you, I just want to tell you that I don't want to leave the Lan family, leave the Imperial City, Bo Zhanye, etc. for a minute, and I don't want to see him again.
If you can't stand me, please think of a way to get me to leave. If you can't do that, don't pretend to be a bully in front of me.
Because...all my current situations are caused by you."
Without saying anything, she turned around, opened the door and walked out.
Lan Jiao understood that her last words were a threat, threatening her to replace the person involved in the video, and that was how a series of things happened.
If she is not satisfied, she can explain it directly to everyone.
Damn it!
He even learned to threaten her!
She must find a way to make her leave!
In the corridor.
As Lan Xixi walked, she fanned herself with her hands.
At that time, she helped Lan Jiao because of Xiao Mo. She thought Lan Jiao would be grateful.
She forgot, farmers and snakes, snakes only bite back.
After all, is there any way to leave here completely?
"Ah!" As he was thinking, a cold and strong hand suddenly appeared on his wrist.
Her whole body was pulled into a room inside. Her messy gaze stabilized, and what appeared in front of her was the man's extremely handsome and delicate face.
Bo, Bo Zhan Ye.
"You, what are you doing? Let me go!"
These two couples really have a fighting spirit! They always like to drag people into the dark room!
Bo Zhanye pursed her angry eyes and angry face, and opened her thin lips:
"What do you think of Bo Xilang?"
ah?
No idea!
Lan Xixi's eyelashes fluttered, not understanding why he asked such an inexplicable question.
However, it is naturally impossible to tell him the true situation.
She said: "He is gentle, gentle, and a gentleman. He has a special bookish air about him. He is not bad. I like him very much. I can understand him and get along with him. If he is suitable, getting married will not be a problem."
Every word is a compliment, and the tone is quite relaxed and natural.
The tenderness in Bo Zhanye's eyes extinguished instantly.
Before she rejected Bo Xilang's proposal, he thought...
"What? Uncle Jiu is very nice to Mr. Bo? Do you really want to personally check your fiancée for Mr. Bo?" Lan Xixi used a joking tone to distance the two of them.
Bo Zhanye's vision returned to clarity and he stared at her coldly:
"I'm keeping an eye on you. A half-hearted woman like you, I'm afraid you will tarnish the Bo family."
Half-hearted?
Lan Xixi heard this type of speech coming from his mouth again and couldn't help but sneer:
"Master Jiu, the red flag at your house is not down, but the colorful flags are flying outside, what qualifications do you have to criticize me? If it is exposed, won't it be you who will tarnish the reputation of the Bo family?"
The red flag does not fall? The colorful flag flutters?
Bo Zhanye frowned with his thick black eyebrows: "Are you talking about me?"