Ex-wife of a wealthy family: President, don't touch me!

Chapter 9: Not a coincidence?Lan Ruixiu straightened up and walked in front of her with brisk steps, with a charming smile on his thin lips: "It seems that you like my brother very much? Did you miss him staying up all night last night?"

"No way!" Si Lan roared reflexively and found that his reaction was too excited. The hands hanging on both sides of his body were tightly clenched into fists, and he was constantly cheering for himself in his heart!nothing to be afraid of--

"You didn't apologize for hitting me last time? Now, you apologize to me right away?"

"Apologize?" Lan Ruixiu raised his eyebrows, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He has lived for so many years and has never apologized to anyone!Where did the girl in front of me have the guts to ask him to apologize?

"It's your fault for beating someone! Apologize to me!" Si Lan took a deep breath. Although his feet began to tremble, he was a human being who didn't fight for steamed buns, but for his breath!

"It seems that you are really looking for..." When Lan Ruixiu smiled evilly, he had already raised his hand...

Si Lan put his head in his hands in fright, closed his eyes and waited for the pain to strike. ┠★ & ┨Lan Ruixiu's last slap is still fresh in his memory. Compared with him, Brother Chen's slap is completely different.Si Lan, you idiot, you didn't get steamed buns or anger, and you're going to get another slap in the face...

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement, Si Lan carefully narrowed his eyes, and was taken aback...

Lan Sichen restrained Lan Ruixiu's raised hand with one hand, Lan Ruixiu's complexion was not very good, but Lan Sichen didn't care at all, his phoenix eyes met him indifferently, and his thin lips pursed lightly: "She is my daughter." people!"

She is mine!Si Lan blushed again because of these words.

Lan Ruixiu pursed his lips into a sneer, withdrew his hand, and glanced at Si Lan: "I hate women who don't know how to live or die."

"As for you, I hope you know what you are doing." Lan Ruixiu patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.

Si Lan touched his heart that was still in shock, looked at him secretly, and whispered: "Thank you for saving me again."

"Go downstairs for breakfast." Lan Sichen didn't say much, and when he turned to leave, he heard her anxious voice behind him: "Wait a minute!"

Si Lan looked at him in bewilderment, pinched the corners of his clothes with nervous hands, finally swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously: "Last night... did you go to the bar..."

"It's not a coincidence." Lan Sichen interrupted her, put his hands in his pockets, and finally smiled on his thin lips: "Eat breakfast, panda."

Si Lan was stupid, how did he know what I was going to say?And he said it wasn't a coincidence, it was to save himself on purpose.

The first time he was at home, he saved himself, the second time at the bar, he saved himself again, and today he still saves himself... Every time he appears, he saves himself... Is this fate?

As Si Lan thought about it, the corner of his mouth raised an uncontrollable smile, his heart was full of warmth, and he followed behind Lan Sichen, stepping on his figure cast on the ground, filled with happiness.

"How do you know I'm at the bar? Did you go looking for me specifically?" Si Lan was still curious that he would show up at the bar.

"I've seen my elder brother check your information. I couldn't find anyone at your house. Of course I went to the bar." Lan Sichen took a sip of black coffee, the bitter taste spread between his lips and teeth, put down the cup, and took it out of his arms. A business card was handed to her: "A place like a bar is not suitable for you, go to this person, and she will arrange your work."

Si Lan took the business card, smiled like a nymphomaniac, looked at him with twinkling eyes, and made a firm promise: "I won't go there in the future."

Lan Sichen was taken aback for a moment, the complexion in his eyes disappeared in an instant, he stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and said a word: "Good boy."

Young Master: I don't even have any recommendation tickets, so I'm going to go to ****...