"Ninth Uncle, Ninth Aunt, you are back. I have something to find Aunt Jiu'er, Aunt Jiu'er, I won't delay your time, right?"

The man has a clean smile and a youthful face.

Lanxixi quickly locks the characters on the profile:

Bo Chunfeng, 24 years old, the fifth son, seems to be cute and harmless, but in fact, he has a bad stomach, often worse than people who are bad on the surface.

He suddenly jumped out now, and it won't be simple.

Lan Xixi was silent, and raised a polite smile: "Well, I'm free now, what's the matter with you?"

Bo Chunfeng smiled: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that everyone knows that I like to chase stars very much, Aunt Jiu is very familiar with the artists in the circle, can you help me get a few signed photos of celebrities?"

As for Ran Bingbing, Li Yuanyuan, Wang Chumo, and Feng Yingying, if Aunt Jiu'er helps, I will definitely be grateful. ”

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together to make a request, and properly chased a star-chasing teenager.

Lan Xixi breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a small matter.

She thought that it would definitely not be difficult to get the signatures of those people with Bo Zhanye's ability, and she would answer when she opened her mouth......

Bo Zhanye held her hand at this time and said to Bo Chunfeng:

"I'm not free, I'm very busy, you have all this time to chase stars, it's better to put your mind on your career. If you want to ask such a boring question again, go to the ancestral hall and copy the scriptures with your uncle. ”

Dropping the words, he pulled Lan Xixi and went back to the house directly.

The door was closed.

Lan Xixi looked at Bo Zhanye puzzled: "What's the matter, it's just a signature, it's easy for you to get it, why are you so cold to him?"

Bo Zhanye glanced at her, didn't speak, took out his mobile phone and searched for the celebrities that Bo Chunfeng said just now.

As a result, Jian frowned: "Take a good look, do you want to take it for your own use." ”

The phone was thrown into his hand.

Lan Xixi picked it up and looked at it, and the whole person was frightened.

Wang Chumo, who was said by Bo Chunfeng, is not a traffic star, but an unknown lyricist, and died three years ago!

Ask for a dead man's signature!

"It's so dangerous, I almost said I could get it just now, and with Lan Jiao's understanding of insiders, she should be the first to ask a rhetorical question, so after a comparison, I directly exposed the stuffing, fortunately you are cautious. ”

Lan Xixi was afraid, and then complained:

"I said that your family is the inheritance of Zhen Huan, there are pits everywhere, every sentence is a sword, if you are not careful, you will never recover, and you will not let people live. ”

Bo Zhanye's long eyes narrowed: "People's hearts are like this, even if they are biological parents, they can't believe it." ”

Lan Xixi was stunned, looking at the lonely and upright back under the light, and suddenly felt that it was not easy for him to grow up in such an intriguing and dangerous environment.

Because of these, he forged his indifferent character.

She calmed down and asked, "What do you say, what does he know?"

Bo Zhan Ye took away the cold breath around him, looked at her, and lifted his lips:

"It's just a temptation, it should be a suspicion, to be on the safe side, you can learn about the people and things in the circle tonight, and take a look at Lan Jiao's work information. ”

"Well, good. ”

On the other side, the room.

As soon as Bo Chunfeng returned to the room, his wife Chu Chuning greeted him: "How is it, did you ask anything?

Since they first discovered that Lan Jiao was abnormal, they watched all the programs about Lan Jiao every day, and finally found that the previous Lan Jiao was thin and proud, and her temperament was dusty, and the current Lan Jiao is plump and colorful, with a lovely face, completely two different temperaments.

If people change their appearance, there must be a reason.

They came to the conclusion: Lan Jiao either has plastic surgery or has a fake!

Now, be sure to confirm it.

Bo Chunfeng sat on the sofa and took a sip of water: "I didn't answer, Uncle Nine was very angry that I didn't have the right center of gravity, so I pulled her back to the room." But the way she looked at the time, it was obvious that she wanted to answer, and she couldn't see any problems. ”

Chu Chuning sat down and frowned: "That's plastic surgery?"

"No, just up close, her face is fine, it doesn't look like she's ever used a knife. And her face is clean and not stained with dust, exactly the same as Lan Jiao, but she always feels that something is different. ”

Bo Chunfeng recalled Lan Jiao's eyes looking at him just now, his thoughts wandered, and finally he said firmly:

"It's more likely to be biased towards the latter. ”

Chu Chuning said: "Fake, then we must try it next!"

"Well, the real and fake Sun Wukong can be surrendered, she, isn't it simple?"

The dark night is filled with danger.

Lan Xixi and Bo Zhanye lay together again.

Tonight, she was not cramped, and her heart was full of Bo Chunfeng asking about the dead. There are only a few days, the most critical moment, but there must be no problems.

The next morning, she woke up very early and shook the night of war:

"Hey, wake up, let's go to the office early today, shall we?"

Bo Zhanye opened his hazy and deep eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "How many points now?"

"Five o'clock. ”

"No wonder he's so sleepy!" ......!

"Sleep, no hurry. ”

"But what if I run into Bo Chunfeng again in the morning? I'm really afraid of him. Lan Xixi was very worried about the accident in the last few days, and she was uneasy.

All night, I went back and forth, and I couldn't sleep.

Bo Zhanye, who closed his eyes, was very quiet, as if he was asleep again, and he didn't hear her words.

Five minutes later, he sat up, his eyes falling on her worried face, three indifferent and three sarcastic:

"I owe you all my life. ”

Lan Xixi watched him get up and go to the bathroom, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

She ruined the trajectory of her life because of him, gave birth to a child, and her body was damaged, and he owed her a lot.

On the breakfast table.

Chinese food, everything you need, exquisite and nourishing.

Bo Chunfeng looked at the pickles, and then looked at Lan Jiao's position, calculating in his heart.

Lan Jiao hates eating pickles the most, will she eat them for a while?

He couldn't wait: "Grandma, why haven't the ninth uncle and nine aunts come down yet, the porridge should be cold in a while, why don't I go and scream?"

Yun Anxian waved her hand: "No need, your ninth uncle said to take Jiaojiao to eat breakfast in Wangjiang Tower, got up at five o'clock and left." ”

Is it really intentional to be romantic, or is it too coincidental to dodge?

Bo Chunfeng was curious, according to his inference, Uncle Nine could work day and night, and would never get up at five o'clock because of a woman.

Things are getting more and more suspicious.

He proposed: "Grandma, let's hold a bonfire party in the backyard tonight, the family hasn't been lively for a long time, it just so happens that the ninth uncle and nine aunts are here, and the younger sister is also called back from school, and our family has a good gettogether." ”

Chu Chuning echoed: "Yes, Uncle Nine didn't go on a honeymoon trip for the sake of the company family, let's give Uncle Nine and Aunt Nine a surprise." ”

The older you get, the more you like to watch your family be busy.

Yun Anxian smiled happily: "Okay, you prepare." ”

"Thank you, Grandma, for a great night tonight. "Bo Chunfeng has a bright smile, simple and cute.

Bo Xilang looked at him.

He has never taken the initiative to raise things, could it be that this kind of bonfire party, the drunkard does not mean to drink?

Won't it ......

Lan Xixi at the other end didn't know about tonight's Hongmen banquet.

I didn't know that the Nahongmen banquet was set up for her.