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Lan Xiangfeng, who was drinking, almost spewed out, "Who are you in love with?"

Mu Yanxi has been able to be by Leng Yuchen's side for many years, and it is undeniable that he is a little special to her, but with Leng Yuchen's indifference to emotions, it seems very difficult to fall in love with someone.

"I'm not talking about Sister Mu, such as whether it's good or not"

Really, this kid startled him, "The power of love is great, who can say for sure!"

He doesn't understand emotional matters, he just hopes that his brother can be happy.

"Ha, hurry home, or don't blame me for reporting to your brother. Lan Xiangfeng yawned and hurried Leng Yize back.

The good dream that disturbed him called him out, just to answer a question, and he knew that he would not come out.

Leng Yize said apologetically: "Brother Xiangfeng, I'm sorry I just came back and didn't have any friends, so I bothered you." ”

"Silly boy, you are Leng Yuchen's younger brother, that is, my younger brother, don't use disturbing words in the future. Lan Xiangfeng put his hand on Leng Yize's shoulder.

I haven't seen him for four years and still haven't grown, and I believe him when I tease him.

The next day, a silver-blue Maserati sports car was parked downstairs in the Thunder Boom Group building.

"Yize, if you don't get up, you're going to be late, and I don't care if your eldest brother criticizes me. Lan Xiangfeng tweaked his fingers on the steering wheel and said to the man who was sleeping in the back seat.

The two drank and talked last night, Leng Yize was overwhelmed, and he got drunk after five glasses.

Sending him back will definitely reprimand the old man of the Leng family, and the good man will do it to the end, so he has to take him back to his residence.

But he was the one who suffered, and he didn't sleep well all night.

"Oh, here we go, let's go up together. Leng Yize, who was lying in the back seat, sat up, straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, and combed the broken hair on his forehead.

Today he wore a formal gray suit, borrowed from Lan Xiangfeng, the figures of the two were not much different, and it was quite suitable for him.

Lan Xiangfeng took Leng Yize to the top floor, and the employees in the company would greet him when they met him, "Good morning, Lan Shao." ”

"Hmm" he nodded in response, not stopping.

They hadn't seen Leng Yize, and they were completely unfamiliar with him.

"Geng Lei"

Passing by the secretariat department, seeing Geng Lei talking to several staff, Leng Yize shouted with a smile.

"Second Young Master!" Geng Lei put down his affairs and stepped forward.

"You're here to see the president, he's in a meeting, I'll take you to the president's office and wait for him. ”

"Okay, how long will it take for the meeting to end?"

"Fifteen minutes, it's almost over, Lan Shao, Second Young Master, please come here" Geng Lei walked in front to guide them.

"Just take Yi Ze with me, I still have to go back to the Lan family. ”

People sent to Tingsheng, there is nothing to do with him, go back to make up for a sleep first.

"Brother Xiangfeng, then we'll call again. ”

Troubled him all night, and didn't dare to miss his time again.

Leng Yize followed Geng Lei away, and Lan Xiangfeng returned the same way and pressed the elevator button between the buildings.

After waiting for less than a minute, the elevator opened the door with a clang, Lan Xiangfeng stepped in, and the people inside were about to step out at the same time, and they happened to bump together.

The foreheads collided, Lan Xiangfeng took a few steps backwards and stabilized his body, while the people inside were not as strong as his concentration, and they were knocked to the ground as soon as they touched it, and Wen Jiàn was scattered all over the ground.

A cry of pain followed, "Ahhhh

"Who doesn't walk long?"

Hanazin sat on the floor, stroking her aching forehead, and raised her eyes to look at the person who hit her.

The other party was dressed in a casual suit, her three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as knives, her eyebrows like a crescent moon were raised, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were looking at her in a daze.

"It's because I don't have long eyes, or because Miss doesn't look at the road. Lan Xiangfeng ignored the swollen bag on his forehead and asked back.

Hanazan stood up with her hands on the ground, patted the dust on the skirt, and then squatted down to pick up the text. Her long, curly wavy hair hung down with her movements, covering her little melon face.

"I'm wrong, you're at fault, we're even, can you let it go now?"

She didn't have time to reason with him about this, and the conference room was still waiting for her article.