Immediately afterwards, the picture turned, and he saw Jianghuai at the door of the police station.

His face was not very good-looking, and he was about to get into the car.

Seeing this, he hurriedly rushed over, trying to grab him, but couldn't catch anything.

"Shhhh

Lu Yanzhi frowned.

The air conditioner in the box was a little cold, Jiang Huai took a blanket to cover him, and before he could get up, Lu Yanzhi opened his eyes.

Those eyes didn't look like they had just woken up, they were exceptionally clear.

He looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes slowly clouded.

"Brother Huai......"

Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment and said, "Huh? Woke you up? ”

Lu Yanzhi sat up with his body propped up, the blanket on his body slipped off, and he stared at the blanket on his body for a few seconds, he hung his head and shook his head slightly.

"By the way, Brother Huai, is what the bald head said before true?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huai carefully recalled what the bald head said before, "Yes." ”

After getting an affirmative answer to "......", Lu Yanzhi suddenly didn't know what to say.

This result, as expected, seems to be unexpected.

——

In the evening in Cloud City, the sky has just darkened.

Jiang Ran sat at the desk, one hand propped up on the side of his face, tilting his head and staring at the mobile phone on the table.

Her free hand rested on the edge of the table, tapping.

From the rhythmic percussion at the beginning, the slow rhythm is a little rushed, to messy.

On the other side, Fan Sheng, who was seriously reviewing, finally couldn't stand it anymore, sighed and closed the book.

She glanced back at Jiang Ran's figure, and said softly: "You've been sitting there staring at your phone for an hour, and you don't review, just call if you want to." ”

"......" Jiang Ran's body moved slightly, she sat up straight, and pushed the phone away with one hand: "I won't call." ”

"And what are you sitting there for?"

After a pause, Jiang Ran turned his head and smiled at her: "Think about life." ”

Fan Sheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"You are Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it."

Jiang Ran choked: "Is it so obvious?" ”

Fan Sheng nodded.

Jiang Ran: "......"

"If you want to fight, you can fight." Fan Sheng persuaded her.

Jiang Ran stretched out his hand towards the phone, but before he touched the phone, he took it back: "Don't." ”

"It's him who did the wrong thing, not me. And he gave me a look at it first, why should I take the initiative to make peace? ”

Fan Sheng took off his glasses and put them aside: "It's just a phone call, it's not a peace, right?" ”

"Of course it is." Jiang Ran lifted the injured calf, changed his sitting posture to face Fan Sheng, and said angrily: "If I take the initiative to call him, it means that I have a weak heart, and I am the one who did the wrong thing." ”

The corners of Fan Sheng's mouth twitched, and it was really troublesome to fall in love.

If you have this time, you might as well read two more books.

"Then why do you think President Jiang wants to quarrel with you?"

"I'm also strange, if he quarrels, it's fine, the key is the cold war, it's a headache."

Fan Sheng thought carefully about the scene at noon yesterday and analyzed it carefully: "Is President Jiang jealous?" ”

"Aha?" Jiang Ran was stunned.

"Because you lied to him."

Jiang Ran thought about it carefully, and was a little speechless: "Then if I say it, won't he be angry." ”

She was mainly afraid that he would be angry, so she said that she didn't go.

And his own attitude was very bad at that time.

If it weren't for the injury on her leg, she would have walked in front of him and made him lose face.

"I think why don't you make a phone call and talk about it?" Fan Sheng suggested.