29. The president's wife kills three
Lan Yang nodded in agreement, and it was not a bad thing to have one more friend with a lot of momentum: "I am very happy, I hope you can like this place." β
"Of course I like it, because you're here." When his words made Lan Yang's suspicions wanton again, he suddenly changed again, "You are the partner who makes me the most satisfied, there is no one." β
People in country F can speak well, and the sweet words they are good at are known to everyone, but ...... Connected with those people who were inexplicably close to the world before, it is no wonder that Lan Yang feels strange.
And the way these people who help him appear and approach is really becoming more and more random. Once or twice is a coincidence, and this is already the fourth, right?
"Do you have time tomorrow?" After getting out of the car, Carson Hull did not close the car door immediately, but put one arm on the top edge of the car door, leaned over and spoke to the people in the car, "The one I just went to is very good, sure enough, the locals still have to lead the way for this kind of thing, can you take time to have three meals a day?" β
Eat three meals a day...... That's not something that can be solved in a moment's time. However, since it is a very important partner, it is not impossible to mention it to the company, and socializing itself is part of the work.
In addition, he also has selfish intentions, the last time Shan Yuxian was exposed in front of him, but he didn't give him the answer he wanted, only the doubts in his heart became bigger and bigger, and this contact with Carson Hull didn't know if it would make him gain more.
They...... are all people who make him feel good and familiar at a glance, Lan Yang knows that he is not a person who can get to know people in a short period of time, and he has 'love at first sight' many times? It only goes to show that there is definitely something wrong with this.
After exchanging contact information with Carson Hell, Lan Yang drove back to An Ming's residence.
The man said that it was not polite to let him be a temporary tour guide, and Lan Yang received a call from him as soon as he woke up. He explained the matter to several shareholders and the chairman of the company, and they unanimously said that they should treat Carson Hull well during this time, and he would not have to worry about the affairs of the company.
After picking up Carson at the hotel, Lan Yang took him to the breakfast building. As they sat down, someone brought the menu, and Carson Hull glanced at it and pointed to the list of fried buns and shrimp dumplings.
Lan Yang took the pen and checked, circled out some local snacks, and then returned the pen and the list to the waiter standing aside: "That's all, I'm sorry for you." β
When the man had left the room, Carson said to him again, "Would you be lucky enough to have lunch at your house?" I have never had the opportunity to eat the real home-cooked food of Country C. β
"If you don't dislike my poor craftsmanship, of course it's fine." He humbly took the frosted teapot and poured two cups of tea each, "Actually, I prefer coffee." β
Kassenhull took a sip of the tea in the cup, raised his eyebrows and said: "Tea is one of the ways of health in country C, but for me, tea and coffee are bitter drinks, and I don't like them." β
"You like sweet." Lan Yang replied casually.
The tea-gray hawk eyes that stared straight at him smiled softly, and Carson Hull nodded, "You're right. β
Lan Yang buried his head and said, "What am I talking about? β
After breakfast, since Carson had said that he was going to his house for lunch, the two of them went to the vegetable market after that, and the rate of return was max.
After he threw everything in his hand into the trunk, he looked at Lan Yang who was standing by the car door: "I won't kill chickens." β
"I will, close the trunk." Lan Yang pulled the car door and waited for Carson Hull to sit in before he got into the car, "Go home, you peel chestnuts and I'll kill chickens." β
Carsenhull looked wrong, and spoke in a strange tone: "Why do you even kill chickens?" I haven't peeled chestnuts yet. β
"Is there anything strange?" Lan Yang looked sideways at his three-dimensional features, "The eyelashes are so long." β
This compliment made him very useful, and he raised his head slightly: "I am long everywhere." β
This ambiguity is big, Lan Yang didn't answer, don't look over the road, and turned the car around.
After a while, Kassenhull inexplicably popped out again: "You haven't killed anyone yet." β
"Of course I ...... Never killed anyone. He tilted his head in confusion and asked curiously, "What are we talking about now?" I probably haven't caught up yet.
Once inside, Lan Yang threw the chicken with his legs tied into the backyard, then put all the ingredients except the chestnuts in the refrigerator and beckoned Carson Hull to sit on the couch.
He didn't use hairspray to comb all his hair to the back of his forehead today, and his golden brown hair was slightly fluffy, which would look very good.
Kassenhull picked up a black-brown chestnut, frowned and asked, "Why don't we buy a ready-made one?" β
"Of course, you have to choose fresh ingredients for important guests, but if I have the time, I'd rather do it for every meal." Lan Yang pressed his two fingers on the back side of the chestnut, and his hand was slightly forced, and then there was a 'click', "You just pinch here, and you can easily peel off the shell." β
After sitting on the side and watching the movements of Carson's hands getting smoother and smoother, Lan Yang got up and walked towards the backyard: "I'll go and deal with that chicken first." β
I haven't done it myself for too long, and by the time the bloodletting and hair removal series were completed, it was almost eleven o'clock, and the chestnuts on Carsenhull's side had been peeled, and the shells that had been taken off were piled up in the garbage can.
"I'll take care of the rest." After taking everything into the kitchen, Lan Yang walked back to the living room and said to him, "If you think watching TV is too boring, you can also come to the kitchen to watch." β
As a result, the yellow-haired monster followed him to the kitchen, where such a large pestle suddenly made the kitchen a little crowded.
As soon as Lan Yang put the pot on the stove, his mobile phone rang in response to the situation, and before he took the phone out of his pocket, he had a premonition of who the caller was, and after glancing at the name of the caller, it was really as he expected.
"The Miss Tang who was made a fool of yourself at your banquet yesterday." Lan Yang glanced at Kassenhull, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Looks like I have something to do." β
Carson Hel raised a pale golden brow, turned to leave the kitchen as he spoke: "Oh, I remember, the lady who annoyed Miss Xia by texting you with someone else's fiancΓ©, it seems that they didn't take my words seriously at all. β
I also expected that this lunch would not be eaten.
It didn't take long for Lan Yang, who hung up the phone, to also walk out of the kitchen: "I've already stewed things, we can go back after eating, after all, I don't really want to have lunch with her." β
Carsonhel glanced at him with a wry look in his eyes, "I really want to have lunch with you." β
Lan Yang walked in front of him thoughtfully with his arms folded, a little puzzled for too long, but the answer was about to come out: "Shao Yueya? β
"Huh......?" Carsonhull tilted his head to look at him with one hand on his cheek, "I'd rather hear another name from your mouth." β
Lan Yang was silent for a long time, and read out the names he could think of one by one: "An Zhongzhong, Shan Yuxian or Kassenhull Channing?" β
The other party put down the hand on his chin and shook his head: "None of this is what I want to hear, but soon...... I can't just say that to you. You know me, but someone you don't know now. β
"But I'm not that person, the name you used to shout at me." Lan Yang was inexplicably a little displeased, and his heart was restless, "That's not my name, and I've never heard of it." β
Maybe he recognized the wrong person......
Carsonhull was silent for ten seconds, then cut off the subject: "I thought you would have other questions, not just about me. β
"You may know, but would you?" Lan Yang sighed, the person in front of him made him feel empty again, he liked this person, and he still is, but the other party seemed to mistake him for someone else, "Just like you won't tell me your name, I also expect that there are some questions that you won't say even if I ask." β
He lowered his eyebrows, his long eyelashes were distinct, as if the curtain blocked the love in his eyes: "It's better to see for yourself if you listen to others, even if I don't say some answers, you will know in the future." β
"There are things that I never know that don't affect me, because I know where I'm going." The others, just some side branches, he would be curious, but the others were no big deal. The system has given him a metric, and once it is achieved, these worlds have nothing to do with him.
Lan Yang's mood was a little unhappy, although he didn't want to admit that he had been affected by this person, and the name he had pronounced to him was like a barb in his heart, which he couldn't touch but couldn't ignore. These things can be proved that he really has a lot of feelings for him, which is deeper than Zhu Yan.
It's funny to say, he is slow to love with feelings, and love at first sight is not as good as long-term love, but the fact is that long-term love loses to short-term companionship. Of course, Zhu Yan is no better than him, but a betrayer and a person who doesn't even give him a name...... Either side made him feel uncomfortable.
Maybe it's just that he feels unwilling to pay for his feelings, but Lan Yang has never been a person who can't live without feelings, and his feelings will only affect his mood for a while.
By the time he had lunch with Carson Hull, it had already passed, and he guessed that Tang Huaran was already in a hurry, and the urging text messages had been sent since the beginning.
And Lan Yang picked up the mobile phone and did not call her back, but called Liu Xunzhen instead.
"Hello? Searching for the truth. He deliberately whispered apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I'm temporarily delayed here, I just talked to an important customer about something, I'm afraid I can't answer the appointment today, and I'll invite you to come out and sit alone another day." β
The person on the other end of the phone was obviously confused: "I didn't ask you to dinner." β