Looking at his questioning and angry look, he explained awkwardly and nervously:
"Yanran said it was business, so I contacted Lanjiao immediately. Lanjiao said it was no problem, so I went over.
And I went to your office and asked you to come with me, but you weren’t there. I... didn’t mean to hide it from you.”
She explained very carefully.
The more careful she is, the more it proves her guilty conscience is related to Uncle Jiu.
Bo Xilang adjusted the frame of the mirror: "In the future, you should have less contact with Uncle Jiu. If you have any questions, come to me."
"Okay." Lan Xixi agreed, frowning as she watched Bo Xilang's elegant gentleman return to the house.
Strange, why should she be so nervous and cautious in explaining?
Taking a deep breath, she returned to the room and looked at the information Jiang Yanran had compiled before.
It's impossible to think twice about Bo Zhanye's house, we have to find a replacement.
replace......
"You come to me to get what you can't get from other men. What do you think I am?" Bo Zhanye's words echoed subconsciously in her ears, and Lan Xixi's face darkened.
What he said is actually right. It is unethical to go to him again when you can't ask others to help.
It's because she hasn't really been completely clean in her heart yet.
‘Ding!’ the phone rang with a text message.
Lan Xixi brought it over, it was from Xiao Mo:
[Auntie, do you know what happened to my daddy? He was super cold tonight and didn’t say a word to me. I’m so scared.]
Super cold? Not saying a word? Is it because of that house?
Lan Xixi consoled him: "Good boy, don't think too much, sleep well and don't provoke him."
Worried that Xiao Mo would be implicated, she sent a text message to Bo Zhanye after sending it:
[Master Jiu, I’m very sorry for what happened today. It was my fault.
I didn't want to disturb you, but Yanran said that I needed that house at that time, so I had to try my best and came to you with the idea of doing business and hoping for your help.
In my heart, I don’t know why, but I thought you would consider it and agree, so I didn’t think much about it. I overestimated our relationship.
I didn’t realize my identity and status. I am nothing to you, let alone a customer who can discuss cooperation with you. I am not qualified to stand in front of you. What you said is also right. I come to you if others can’t help you.
You are so despicable.
It's my fault that I didn't see the reality clearly and was self-righteous.
I'm sorry, I won't do such mindless things in the future. I hope you won't be angry and don't let your anger involve Xiao Mo.】
After the message is sent.
Lan Xixi put down her mobile phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
On the other end, Bo Zhanye, who was also taking a shower, saw his phone light up. He subconsciously scanned it and saw that the sender was Lan Xixi, and paused slightly.
Five seconds later, he turned off the shower, casually wrapped a bath towel around his waist, walked over and took his phone to read the content.
Then, the darkness in his eyes fell, and he became confused and secretive.
Does she still know how to reflect?
Ah.
He threw the phone aside, ignored it, wiped himself, and blew his hair. A series of actions were elegant yet wild, indifferent yet noble.
Lan Xixi came out from the bath half an hour later.
Lying on the bed, she took the phone and saw that the screen was blank, but there was no reply?
Did he see the message? Or did he deliberately not reply?
It’s not that I want him to reply, but I’m mainly worried that his anger will scare Xiao Mo.