"Don't do one thing in front of your face and do the other behind your back. Otherwise, you will kill me just like you killed my mother."
Lan Xixi was startled!
Qin Qianluo not only accused her of doing one thing to Aunt Yan in front of her, but also had a deeper meaning, that is - if she couldn't leave Master Jiu, she might be killed.
Her little face turned white again, then blue again, and looking at her cold back as she left, she felt extremely depressed.
On the main road outside.
A luxurious Maybach was parked on the roadside, looking domineering and noble.
In the car, Bo Zhanye was more noble and indifferent than cars worth tens of millions.
"Master Jiu, I'm back." Mo Nanxi hurriedly got into the driver's seat and reported:
"Miss Qin did go back to the cemetery to find Miss Lan, and even slapped Miss Lan..."
Bo Zhanye's eyes darkened, thinking of the little girl's tender and fleshy face, one could imagine what kind of scars would appear.
He lifted his lips coldly: "Change to another place and wait for Lan Xixi."
"Ah? Isn't this not good?" Mo Nanxi knew about Bo Zhanye's contract and was very worried that Qin Qianluo would be angry because of it.
Bo Zhanye had a cold face, and Qin Qianluo hit Lan Xixi. It was outside the contract. If he coldly treated her once, it was nothing.
What's more, he naturally won't accumulate hatred for Lan Xixi.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qin Qianluo: "There is something going on at the company, let's go first."
Then, Leng Qing said to Mo Nanxi: "You drive the car back to the company and work there. I will take a taxi there later."
Mo Nanxi was slightly startled, but then understood.
Once the car returns to Bo's, even if Miss Qin is suspicious, she will not misunderstand.
This trick is really high!
At the same time, I really want to complain that for Miss Lan, Master Jiu’s emotional intelligence has become higher than before!
After all, the former Mr. Jiu was straight-forward and did whatever he did. He would never lie to women, which led to various misunderstandings between Lan Jiao and many women.
...
After Qin Qianluo left, Lan Xixi did not stand in front of the tombstone again, but chose to leave.
Because she was afraid of crying, and obviously, as a perpetrator, she had no right to cry in front of Yan Daiwan's tombstone.
Walking out of the cemetery, I was about to look for Xu Yanbei.
"Xiaoxi, get in the car with me." An unusually calm and familiar voice sounded.
Lan Xixi didn't even react before she was pulled into the car by a big hand.
Not far away, Bo Zhanye, who was walking over, raised his eyebrows.
Who is that familiar man?
Why are you waiting for Lan Xixi in front of the cemetery?
Worried, puzzled, and curious, several emotions intertwined, he hailed a car:
"Follow the car in front of you."
...
Inside the car in front.
Lan Xixi's gaze was steady, and she just saw the man next to her wearing a black casual top and black trousers, with a handsome and delicate face that was three-dimensional and handsome, with a hint of gentleness.
Tang Shishen?
"Third brother? Why is it you again?" This time his tone was particularly surprised and curious.
After all, after being together for a long time, she knew that the third brother would not take the initiative to appear in front of her and disturb her life.
There are also subtle differences in the men's clothing and temperament.
What's different, I really can't say...
Nan Jingting looked at the myriad doubts in the little girl's eyes, his eyes darkened slightly.
How come she doesn't recognize him after meeting him several times?
How deeply had he been forgotten?
There was an extremely uncomfortable irritability and sourness in his heart, but he finally suppressed it: