Chapter 179: Crisis

Although he guessed, Lan Weiwan still wanted to get the answer from An Zhun Jue's mouth.

An Zhun Jue replied without hesitation: "It's me, since they have done bad things to you, then you must be ready to be punished." ”

When mentioning Lan Weiwan, An Zhun Jue's tone always had a gentleness that was not easy to be noticed.

Lan Weiwan nodded after hearing this, and looked at An Zhun Jue without speaking.

She noticed that An Zhun Jue was also looking back at herself.

"Go to bed, get some rest, and accompany me to the banquet tomorrow. An Zhun Jue said to Lan Weiwan. After finishing speaking, An Zhuanjue took off his shirt and walked towards Lan Weiwan on the bed.

It's not that he hasn't seen An Zhun Jue's body, but Lan Weiwan swallowed silently after seeing An Zhun Jue's solid muscles and thin waistline.

An Zhun Jue lay beside Lan Weiwan, Lan Weiwan looked at the man beside him, and heard the man's deep voice: "Sleep, don't worry." ”

Rest assured, I won't touch you until I have your permission.

Lan Weiwan also lay down after hearing this, slowly feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and then fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Lan Weiwan found that his side was empty, and the man who was lying next to him was no longer there. Lan Weiwan got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked downstairs to the hall. I saw An Zhun Jue sitting at the dining table.

Hearing movement in the stairwell, An Zhun Jue raised his eyes, and then said, "Wake up, come and eat." ”

The man may have just woken up, and the sleepiness in his voice was still heard by Lan Wei Late. Lan Weiwan nodded, then his lips opened lightly and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

An Zhuanjue shook his head and responded: "Not yet, I haven't eaten yet, I'm waiting for you." ”

Lan Weiwan's footsteps paused, a trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes, and then flashed again. Walking to the dining table, Lan Weiwan sat opposite An Zhuanjue.

The man didn't speak, but slowly pushed a bowl of seafood porridge in front of Lan Weiwan.

Lan Weiwan, who asked about the fragrance of seafood porridge, was indeed a little hungry, so he picked up the bowl and ate it.

Seeing that Lan Weiwan had finished eating, An Zhun Jue said: "Wanwan, I'll pick you up at 7 o'clock tonight, and someone will send the dress to your home later, so let's go together at that time." ”

Hearing the man's inquiring tone, Lan Weiwan nodded and said, "I already promised you last night, what's the matter, you're still afraid that I will regret it!

Hearing Lan Weiwan talk to himself with such confidence, the corners of An Zhun Jue's mouth slowly hooked up a smile that was not easy to be noticed.

Ann Group.

An Zhun Jue had just entered the company hall, and when the front desk saw An Zhun Jue, he stood up and respectfully greeted An Zhun Jue. "Ann is always good. An Zhuanjue nodded, and there was no superfluous expression on his face.

The elevator slowly came to the top floor of the company, and An Zhunjue's slender legs took a step and strode to the president's office on the top floor.

The other side.

Lan Shuyun and his father and mother watched the Lan family's villa being sealed, and Lan Shuyun said to Lan Youde and Yang Meixin: "Dad, Mom, where are we going now?"

Yang Meixin didn't know how to answer Lan Shuyun's question, so she had to look at Lan Youde for help.

Lan Youde watched his years of hard work being ruined, and he was depressed in his heart, and said to Yang Meixin beside him: "What did I say at that time! Look at the good things you have done!"

Yang Meixin was stunned by Lan Youde's sudden roar, thinking that Lan Youde had never spoken to herself like this before, Yang Meixin looked up at Lan Youde, and then tears slipped from her eyes.

Lan Shuyun saw his mother being humiliated by his father like this, and the hatred in his heart became deeper and deeper, his father's business was destroyed, his mother was spurned, and he could never enter the entertainment industry again, all thanks to his good sister Lan Weiwan.

"Dad, don't talk about Mom like that, it's all Lan Weiwan's fault! It must be Lan Weiwan who designed us, and we have led to this point today!" Lan Shuyun said, secretly clenching his fists.

"Youde, I heard that there is a party in Anjia tonight, should we go and talk to Weiwan? You are her father, if you go and say it is not too late, you will definitely help our family. Yang Meixin was still beside Lan Youde and said.

"Mom, don't say it, Lan Weiwan must have thought about cutting off relations with us when he designed us, so no matter what Dad says, Lan Weiwan won't help us. Lan Shuyun thought of Lan Weiwan's proud appearance now, and the hatred in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Hearing his mother say that An's had a party tonight, Lan Shuyun secretly had a plan in his heart.

On the other side, in the Settle House.

Xu Yan stopped the car and glanced at the bar, his face was still expressionless on the surface, and his tone was flat, but there was a slight disgust in the depths of his eyes, "Miss Ruan, go ahead, I'll wait for you outside." ”

Lan Weiwan got out of the car without saying a word.

Before his feet stepped into the door of the bar, a hearty laugh sounded beside Lan Weiwan, "Lan Weiwan, what role are you playing today? ”

Jiang Zhou was still speaking, when he was slapped by Lan Weiwan.

"Still laughing, what is this? I'm a married woman, and I still care about this face?"

It's good to throw it all away for him!

Return Mrs. Song!

She's phew!

When Jiang Zhou heard this, his smiling face stiffened in vain, and the smile froze on his face, and he forgot to accept it, "Lan Weiwan, you go slowly, you don't even have a boyfriend, you are a married woman?"

Lan Weiwan came to the bar and ordered a glass of spicy wine directly, which was frighteningly high.

Jiang Zhou sat next to him, and his face was a little unbearable.

"Nguyen Minh Thanh sold me. Lan Weiwan said with a cold look in his eyes, and his heart had already fluctuated.

Jiang Zhou immediately gritted his teeth, "Who did you sell it to?"

"Settle down. ”

"Song Chennian?" Jiang Zhou's eyelids twitched, the one with a hidden disease?

Lan Weiwan didn't respond, he just acquiesced, but he felt that if he did it against Song Chennian in the future, many things would inevitably be affected, not to mention a good life, it was estimated that he was on guard every day and didn't sleep well.

Talking about it is a sip of wine.

"If you want a divorce, I support you in all aspects. Jiang Zhou adjusted his mood, and suddenly whispered cunningly.

Lan Weiwan glanced at him and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." ”

"Okay, you have something to say. ”

"Alright, let's go. Lan Weiwan was about to walk inside with a wine glass, inside was a clear bar, and the singers who sang here were all characters with heads and faces.