Chapter 212: A Chance Encounter (5/9)

"Wenya, I just dealt with the divorce recently, and the house is a little empty, do you want to go and sit with me?"

"No, Sister Lan, I still want to go back......"

Sitting in Zhuo Lan's car, Zhuo Lan looked at Zheng Wenya, who was a little restrained beside her, and couldn't help frowning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's still early, or let's go have some supper." Looking at Zheng Wenya, Zhuo Lan continued to propose.

"Well, I still want to go back to Sister Lan......" Lowering her head, Zheng Wenya said helplessly.

In recent days, because Zhuo Lan has just finished being busy, she will go to the company to find Zheng Wenya almost every day.

Either eating together, or shopping together, sometimes NZG people will accompany them, and sometimes they are just them.

Today is Zhuolan's last day in the magic capital, because her concert is about to start, and tomorrow she will fly to Guangdong Province, but not to have a concert, but because there are some problems with the venue there, she has to deal with it.

So tonight, she asked Zheng Wenya out again, but Zheng Wenya was very cold to her tonight.

No, it can be said that she has been very cold to her these days, which makes Zhuolan more and more strange.

"Wenya, did someone say something to you?" Looking at Zheng Wenya, Zhuo Lan took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Well, no one said anything to me, I just felt a little tired...... "Shaking his head, how could anyone say anything to Zheng Wenya? Isn't it because she saw that this Sister Lan was 'impure' to herself, that was Zheng Wenzhe's trouble, why did she let her carry this pot? Besides, she doesn't like women either......

"Okay, then I'll look for you when I come back......" Looking at Zheng Wenya's appearance of not getting oil and salt, Zhuo Lan also sighed helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll go first, Sister Lan......" Zheng Wenya was waiting for this sentence, as soon as she heard Zhuo Lan's words, she was like a frightened rabbit, she quickly opened the co-pilot's door, and ran away in a panic.

Seeing Zheng Wenya walk away as if she had run away, Zhuo Lan sighed, she always felt that something was wrong.

However, she didn't doubt Zheng Wenya's authenticity, she felt that Zheng Wenya might not mean that to herself, and she seemed to be a little afraid of herself after she found out something.

"Am I so terrible?Even if you can't accompany me, it's good to be my best friend......" muttered in a low voice, Zhuo Lan also drove back home, Zhuo Lan's home is in the magic capital, which is a single villa in a community in the city.

But now this villa is a little empty, there are obviously a lot less things, the photos that should have been hung on the wall, the things on the table, etc., have all disappeared, yes, Zhuo Lan finally succeeded in divorce.

But looking at this empty house, Zhuo Lan's heart seemed to be even more empty than the house......

Tired walked into the room, and after taking a bath, Zhuo Lan went to sleep, no matter what happened to Zheng Wenya, she would go to Yangdu tomorrow, forcing herself to sleep, and before she knew it, the night had passed.

Early the next morning, Zhuo Lan met up with her team and went to the airport, because it was not too far from the magic capital to the sheep capital.

So it's not the kind of big plane, it's the kind of very small plane.

There are only eight first-class cabins in total, and it stands to reason that a group of six of them is enough for a group of six, but unfortunately, when Zhuolan booked the ticket, there were only four seats left.

I could only aggrieved the two assistants to go to the economic warehouse in the back, changed to the boarding pass, and Zhuo Lan and his party also got on the plane.

When they got on the plane, they found that the remaining four seats were already occupied.

These four people were obviously also together, talking to each other, Zhuo Lan glanced at it, and found that it was three middle-aged people and a young man, she also cared, so she sat in a position on the side of the aisle, just across the aisle from the young man.

Soon, the stewardess came, it was a big set before takeoff, after everything was said, the stewardess and others left, and the plane slowly rushed up, and with a burst of centrifugal force, the plane also flew into the blue sky.

Maybe it was a little uncomfortable to feel like she was flying suddenly, so Zhuo Lan took off the sunglasses she had been wearing on her face, pinched her nose and took a breath, this time she felt much better in her ears, and by the way, she took out a towel and wiped her glasses.

"Hey, Sister Lan?" Just as Zhuo Lan was wiping her glasses there, a puzzled voice came from the side.

Zhuo Lan looked back and saw a face that looked like Zheng Wenya, but she was very sure that this person was not Zheng Wenya, but a man, with short hair, although he was as delicate as Zheng Wenya, but there was a trace of murderous intent on his face, and at the same time, his neck was a little thick, and the short sleeves he was wearing were also tightly collapsed by his muscles because of the reason he sat down.

"Are you ......" Although he looked very much like Zheng Wenya, Zhuo Lan knew that he was not, so he asked with some confusion.

"Oh, my name is Zheng Wenzhe, and Zheng Wenya is my sister. Hearing Zhuo Lan's words, Zheng Wenzhe was also blindsided, he was about to regret his death in his heart now, what do you owe if you have nothing to do?

But now that all has been said, he has to keep talking, or it will be more embarrassing and strange.

"Ah, hello, I know that Wenya has a brother, I finally met today, did you hear her talk about me? After hearing Zheng Wenzhe's introduction, Zhuo Lan couldn't help laughing, although Zheng Wenya has been weird recently, but she has always treated Zheng Wenya as her own, and naturally she is also very kind to Zheng Wenya's brother.

"Ahh Hearing Zhuo Lan's words, Zheng Wenzhe also smiled and said, Zheng Wenya will not take the initiative to mention Zhuo Lan, you know, she was frightened by Zhuo Lan.

"Hey, what do you say, it's all your own people, does Mr. Zheng have anything to do with going to Yang? Work or travel?" Hearing Zheng Wenya and her brother mention her, Zhuo Lan was also very happy, so she asked Zheng Wenzhe with a smile.

"It's kind of work, I'm going to play there. Hearing Zhuo Lan's words, Zheng Wenzhe also nodded.

"Playing a game, can I ask what your job is......" Hearing Zheng Wenzhe say that he was going to play, this made Zhuo Lan a little puzzled.

"Oh, I'm CFC, mixed martial arts. "If in his previous life, Zheng Wenzhe said that he played in the UFC, it is estimated that more than ninety percent of people would have to say that they didn't know what it was, but in this world, basically more than ninety percent of people know.

Just like many people who don't watch basketball know that in the NBA, mixed martial arts is the number one sport in the world.

"MMA, I really can't see ......"