Chapter Twenty-Six: No Book Is Written Without Coincidentality
Lan Moying and Ling Zihan looked at each other and smiled at each other and didn't speak again, but did what they had to do with each other. Ling Zihan drove the car seriously all the way, Lan Moying looked at the scenery outside the window all the way, and the somewhat depressed mood just now was also swept away.
She couldn't care what Ling Zihan was going to remind her today, Lan Moying felt that the recent situation was already very bad, and her future situation couldn't be even worse, right? Ling Zihan thought that Lan Moying might have fallen in love with Ou Zhexi unilaterally, so there were a lot of things that shouldn't happen.
She didn't want to explain anything about Ling Zihan's misunderstanding, and she couldn't explain anything clearly. After so many years of loneliness and helplessness in Paris, she developed a personality that does not easily trust others. In Lan Moying's opinion, this Ling Zihan had helped him many times, but he and her were not familiar with each other after all, so Lan Moying felt that there was no need to say it in his heart.
Ling Zihan thought that she was in love with Ou Zhexi, so it would be good for him to make such a wrong judgment, and he didn't have any gains or losses for himself anyway. However, as for what Ling Zihan said just now, it was really similar to her in some ways, but it got into Lan Moying's ears. Who is she? Which beauty is she Lan Moying like? Could it be the woman that Ou Zhexi hides deep in his heart and loves deeply?
Lan Moying didn't know if Ling Zihan said this intentionally or unintentionally, but it had already aroused Lan Moying's strong curiosity. She suddenly realized that Ou Zhexi was more complex than she had seen, and there were more stories about him than she had seen, but she just laughed it off, and was not interested in digging deeper.
To use a sentence commonly used by Lan Moying, that is, you Ou Zhexi loves to die or not, and it has nothing to do with me, Lan Moying. However, there is one thing that Lan Moying is very strange that such a demonic man would attract so many beauties who have seen and those who have not seen, is it worth it for the moths that he has gone forward to fight the fire? In her eyes Lan Moying, it is not worth it, this may also be a big joke of this century, right?
Lan Moying herself couldn't explain why she rejected Ou Zhexi like this, anyway, she didn't have any good feelings for Ou Zhexi except for curiosity. However, after a few years, Lan Moying realized that all good feelings were built on the basis of a person's curiosity.
"What are you thinking, thinking so attentively?" Ling Zihan looked at the woman in the passenger seat who was in a daze all the way, and still couldn't help but ask.
"I didn't think about anything, I was just thinking about where Mr. Ling would take me to eat!" Lan Moying smiled indifferently and looked at Ling Zihan, who was driving seriously, and very cleverly bypassed his question and moved on to another topic.
Ling Zihan glanced at Lan Moying with a meaningful look at Lan Moying's clever change of topic. is really a smart woman in ice and snow, I don't know if her cleverness is used in the right place.
"It's a nice farmstead, I hope you like it!"
"Nice farmstead, I like it!"
While the two were talking and laughing, Ling Zihan's Lamborghini slowly drove to the farm located in the suburbs. As soon as the car stopped, Lan Moying had to admire Ling Zihan for choosing a place, it was quiet and warm, and all the scenery and harmony were so beautiful under the smudge of the sunset that Lan Moying stayed and refused to approach the farm immediately.
"Miss Lan, do you like to dine in such a place? I still like the tranquility and warmth here, I hope you like it too!"
"Well, it's a nice place, I love the view! Seeing the beauty here reminds me of the beauty of Paris in the evening, it's so good!"
"Do you miss Paris?"
"Hmm!"
Because of the topic of Paris, the topic of Paris suddenly became a very light topic. Lan Moying is really homesick, for her, Paris is her home, and this is just a foreign land for her to stay for a while.
Ling Zihan also clearly felt Lan Moying's loss, perhaps the topic of Paris aroused Lan Moying's thoughts! Ling Zihan, who has always had keen insight, how could he not feel Lan Moying's loss? It can be seen from this that he can conclude that Lan Moying's life is not good now, and it is rare for a happy person to feel homesick.
"I know the scenery around the farm is beautiful, I'll walk around with you!"
"Okay! It's better to be respectful than to obey!"
Ling Zihan was slightly stunned by Lan Moying's words, it seemed that this woman's ability to adjust her mood was not ordinarily strong, and after a while, he couldn't help but stare at Lan Moying a few more times.
The two of them walked around the farm with a smile and a smile, and when they arrived at the parking place again, Lan Moying's mood was unusually good, and his smile was as bright as a flower.
Just as the two of them turned to walk inside, a dazzling Ferrari drove towards the place where they had parked. Lan Moying didn't look at the car much, she has always been insensitive to cars. But she found that Ling Zihan looked at the car with a deep meaning, and he seemed to be smiling.
Lan Moying was surprised at this moment, why did Ling Zihan, who had always been indifferent, be interested in this Ferrari? No, Ling Zihan may be interested in the owner of this car, right? Who is the owner of this car? Could it be that Ling Zihan knows the owner of the car?
This discovery made Lan Moying follow Ling Zihan, her eyes motionless as she watched the owner come down, but the moment she saw the owner's evil handsome face, she had a feeling of escaping. Lan Moying really believes in the saying that no book is written without coincidence, this evil man is none other than the demon Ou Zhexi.
Ou Zhexi, who had just gotten out of the car, also obviously saw Lan Moying and Ling Zihan, and his gaze stayed on the two of them for a long time and refused to take them off.
"Brother Zhexi, why don't you go in yet?" Leng Xi also walked out of the passenger seat, and the moment she saw Lan Moying and Ling Zihan half a beat slower, her eyes were full of question marks, and she froze in place for a while.
For the dramatic scene that suddenly appeared, Lan Moying felt really funny, so the corners of her mouth formed a layer of inscrutable laughter. The air suddenly became unexpectedly dignified because of the appearance of two beautiful women and two handsome guys.