Chapter Eighty-Nine: Looks Pretty Similar
Exploit?
It turns out that in Lan Weiwan's heart, he is such a villain? will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and even want to use her as a woman?
It's ridiculous.
He actually wanted to get angry, but Lan Weiwan's voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be even quieter than just now, the more he talked, the more excited he became, a little bored, and said while sobbing: "An San, what should I do now, my current life is not what I want at all, but everyone is persecuting me and telling me that I must take this road." ”
An Huaijue was silent for a moment.
Lan Weiwan was right. Maybe they have been persecuting her, but An Huaijue can't think of any other way than persecution accidents that can keep them together.
"Where are you now? I'll go look for you right away. Always soft-hearted, An Huaijue still said this.
Lan Weiwan's mood suddenly relaxed a lot: "I'm on the road now, I'll send you a location." ”
"You stand still and don't move, wait for me. After An Huaijue said this, he hung up the phone.
Soon, Lan Weiwan's positioning was sent.
At this moment, Lan Weiwan suddenly felt as if he had been healed. Ansan was always there when she needed to be comforted the most, and hearing his voice seemed to be reassuring.
Lan Weitai didn't know why he had such an illusion.
Maybe it's because Ansan just meets the standards she likes.
Sitting on the bench on the road and waiting for a long time, Lan Weiwan finally waited for An San. He didn't wear that blue dress today, but changed to a clean white, and he looked like a fairy out of the dust.
In the eyes of Lan Weiwan now, he is more like an angel.
"An San, are you here?" Lan Weiwan stood up excitedly, and then trotted in front of An San.
Her excited appearance came into view, causing An Huaijue's anger.
It was clear that his eyes were full of disgust when he saw him, but just changing his identity and changing his face could make him like him so much? An Huaijue even began to wonder what he was doing now.
Sighing silently, he still dutifully played the role of An San: "Aren't you in a bad mood? ”
Lan Weiwan nodded.
She actually knew in her heart that no matter how relaxed this matter was, it would be impossible to let go. But now that An San is with her, she is already content, so it is better to take a break for the time being.
"You go to the bar with me, I'm not in the mood to play right now. Lan Weiwan thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go to the bar.
In the past, she had always been a good girl and didn't drink much, but now the whole world is saying that she is a water-based poplar woman, saying that she doesn't go home at night, and she is not a good person outside.
It's better to just let yourself go.
An Huaijue frowned: "What are you doing at the bar?"
"Borrow wine to kill your sorrows!" Lan Weiwan didn't wait for An Huaijue to object, directly pulled him into the car, and found a relatively empty bar to sit down.
An Huaijue was a little helpless, but he couldn't stop her. Just frowned.
Sure enough, as rumors from the outside world say, is it a water-based poplar woman? A place like a bar, ordinary girls wouldn't come, right? Let alone a person.
It's not safe here, and looking at her like this, it doesn't feel like she's here for the first time.
Lan Weiwan looked left and right as soon as she entered the door, because in front of An San, she didn't want to act too idiot, after seeing the sign clearly, she followed the sign on the sign to the bar, sat down and ordered a glass of wine that she didn't know her name at random, and took a sip.
An Huaijue didn't have a point, in order to deal with Lan Weitai, he pretended to come alone, and the car was also driven by himself. If you want to send Lan Wei home late for a while, it is naturally impossible to drink.
Silently watching her cup after cup, without saying a word, An Huaijue was always a little irritable.
Could it be that marrying him made Lan Weiwan so sad? Is it worth getting drunk because of this incident, and not caring about his own safety?
Lan Weiwan is very beautiful, at least not at the ordinary level. Because they have been drinking, there are already a lot of malicious eyes around them. Of course, in addition to Lan Weitai, he is also targeted.
An Huaijue has a certain understanding of his appearance, and there should be many women in the bar who want to soak him.
"Miss Lan, don't drink it. If you drink it any more, you won't be able to go home. An Huaijue tried to make her stop.
Lan Weiwan's face had already begun to turn red, but he didn't seem to be drunk: "It's okay, wouldn't it be good if you gave me a moment later?"
An Huaijue's face was full of embarrassment.
If he did, would the two of them be able to get home safely? Obviously not.
Lan Weiwan continued to drink, and complained to An Huaijue while drinking: "An San, in fact, I think you look a little similar to your President An." ”
An Huaijue's heart was shocked.
Was it discovered?
"Have you ever seen Mr. An? He doesn't usually wear a mask all the time? Where did you know that we look alike?" An Huaijue asked tentatively.
So Lan Weiwan smiled, with a blush on his face, and stroked An San's chin with his hand: "You are here, and An Huaijue are quite similar." I hadn't seen his face under the mask either, and I always wanted to see it, but he was so alert that I was spotted before I could take off the mask. ”
Sure enough, the last time I took off his mask, I wanted to see his face clearly, and I also wanted to confirm the relationship between him and An San.
Fortunately, he usually sleeps relatively lightly, which didn't let Lan Wei succeed too late.
However, this place is very similar to Ansan?
An Huaijue touched his chin, looked at the wine glass, and glanced at his delicate face by the light, and sighed silently.
It's just that a jaw is exposed, and it can even make Lan Weitai find the clue, but ...... Well, she's just guessing right now.
She stared at An Huaijue for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "How good it would be if the person I want to marry is you." ”
This sentence completely shook An Huaijue's heart.
If it's Anzo?
Lan Weiwan really figured it out! Sure enough, she was drunk and spit out the truth! She must have wanted to be with An San early in the morning, right? That's why she was so nervous about the physical contact between them.
"Lan Weiwan, do you like An San?" An Huaijue had anger hidden in his eyes, his palms clenched into fists under the table, if it weren't for Lan Weiwan's sadness and drunkenness, he might have been angry.
He asked this question, and although Lan Weiwan was still drunk, he didn't intend to answer. After a long silence, he laughed: "What are you asking for?"
An Huaijue's eyes were slightly cold, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at her face.