Wen Siyuan was smoking, and the smoke was curling in front of him. Hearing all his thoughts, he looked back at Zhou Lan,

"I may want you to do me a favor."

"What's up? What can I do for you? "

"Unless, of course, you don't want to."

Zhou Lan was stunned and quickly retorted,

"of course I would like to,"

"..."

"I even belong to you. I don't want anything else."

Wen Siyuan's eyes were a little deeper,

"well, this matter is about the future of both of us. If you really take me in mind, remember that what you do is related to my life."

Zhou Lan's eyes showed some tension, "in the end What's the matter? "

At this time, there was a sound of car stalling in the courtyard, and from the balcony came the voice of the old man,

"where are the people? How did they close it? "

Zhou Lan's face was stiff,

"I'll go down and open the door first, and you'll go to sleep directly. If the old man asks, I'll say you've been sleeping all day after taking medicine."

Wen Siyuan bowed his head to smoke and nodded his head in an absent-minded manner.

Seeing this, Zhou Lan was a little worried. He grabbed the cigarette in his hand and twisted it out in the ashtray. She said, "you don't have to worry. If the old man knows that you are OK, I will be finished."

"What are you afraid of?"

Wen Siyuan pinched her butt. "I'll take you if it's serious."

"Bah..."

Zhou Lan pushed him away, his face was unhappy, but his heart was very happy. They were bored for a while, and then she went downstairs to open the door.

"Why did it take so long to open the door, mama Zhang?"

Wenbo has a black face and is obviously angry outside. He doesn't have a good face when he comes back.

Zhou Lan lowered her heart and took out a set of speeches that had been prepared for a long time.

"mother Zhang had something to do in her hometown. She asked me to leave for a trip. Today, I let her go. No, I'm cooking at home. The cooking noise in the kitchen is loud, and I don't hear you outside."

Wenbo glanced at the direction of the kitchen. There were several cold dishes on the table, and there was fragrance in the kitchen, so he didn't take it seriously

The cold dishes on the dining table are all prepared before Mrs. Zhang left. The hot dishes in the kitchen have been covered with heat preservation cover to keep the temperature and color. There is even a knife and half cut dishes on the chopping board to make it look like they are cooking. As long as you don't go into the kitchen, you won't see any flaws.

Winberg was a man who never went into the kitchen, so it was not difficult to hide from him.

Zhou Lan was walking toward the kitchen with his back on his back. Hearing Wen Bo's question, Zhou Lan was a little stiff, but he soon returned to normal. He walked along the road,

"I don't know. I didn't see anyone after lunch at noon, and I didn't know whether he was upstairs or out."

Wenbo frowned and became more and more stuffy in his heart.

His son is not very successful. He always knew that, even at this time, if he wanted his son to be able to compete with Linghan's half, he would not sell the entertainment.

"Dinner will be ready soon."

Zhou Lan's voice came from the kitchen.

Wenbo frowned and stood up from the sofa,

"I don't want to eat. I'm not in the mood. I'm sleeping. You ask Siyuan to have dinner and come to accompany me after dinner."

Zhou Lan answered, "I know."

The door slammed from the master bedroom on the second floor. Zhou Lan's heart just fell to the ground. He stayed in the kitchen for about ten minutes, served the dishes in the heat shield one by one, and then cleaned up the cutting board. He was about to go to the second floor to call Wen Siyuan, but when he turned back, he fell into the arms.

In her panic, she almost dropped the bowl in her hand.

"Ouch..."

A exclamation, the remaining half was covered by Wen Siyuan and swallowed back.

"Don't talk."

a few years ago, "Hong Rizhang? In the afternoon, didn't you go to see Su Nianhua? "

"Su Nianhua?"

Wenbo's face was even more ugly, and he spat hard,

"it's cruel of a whore, and the actor is unjust. It's a bit right. If it wasn't for his good life, I would have been cheated by him, and I would have died almost without a burial place."

When he said that the bitches were merciless, Zhou Lan's eyes trembled fiercely, and he quickly lowered his head to eat, and did not dare to look at him.

At the same time, just Su Nianhua has been staring at Wenbo for half an hour in the teahouse, making two phone calls, but no one answered.

He did not dare to make more calls, and the third phone call to ye Huanyan.

"Wenbo and I have made an appointment to meet in the teahouse today, but they haven't come yet. Do you think he knows something?"

At the other end of the phone, ye Huanyan was silent for a few seconds and said in a deep voice,

"in this way, don't worry. I'll see if I'll send someone to follow Hong Rizhang and find out if there's anything there."www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!

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