Wen Lan drank three cups in a row, and the mobile phone in her pocket rang, she took out her mobile phone and glanced at the call reminder on the screen, and pressed to answer: "Hey, Xiao Zhou." ”

"Mr. Wen, Fu Peiying's compensation has arrived, I heard that ......" Xiao Zhou stopped talking.

"What have you heard?" Wen Lan couldn't help frowning.

"I heard that after this turmoil, Fu Peiying is not only as popular as before, but also gave her the heroine of the two hottest dramas this year." Xiao Zhou told the truth.

This kind of thing, even if he wants to, he can't hide it, so it's better to say it earlier.

"Okay, got it." Wen Lan's heart was twisted and hurt, so she didn't say much, and cut off the phone directly.

Wen Lan, who cut off the phone, raised her hand and asked the bartender for a glass of wine, snorting and laughing self-deprecatingly.

"Wen Lan?"

A familiar voice came into her ears, Wen Lan turned her head to follow the voice, and stood a meter away from her, a man in a suit waved and smiled at her.

Du Cheng?

Du Cheng, Wen Lan's college classmate, four years of college, he chased after him for four years, but because at that time, Wen Lan only had Mu Yejue in his heart, and the people next to him didn't pay attention to it at all.

After graduating from college, the two had little to do with each other, and now they had no intention of meeting, Wen Lan nodded slightly, saying hello, with an indifferent expression.

Du Cheng didn't pay attention to Wen Lan's indifference, approached with a chuckle, sat down in the empty seat beside Wen Lan, beckoned the bartender to mix a glass of wine, and clinked glasses with Wen Lan: "Old classmate, I haven't seen you for so many years, you can't help but give me this face." ”

Wen Lan looked at the glass that was knocked out of the wine in her hand, a touch of displeasure crossed her face, she raised her head and drank the wine in the cup.

What you can't get is like a treasure, and what you get is like a mustard.

Wen Lan wanted to drink the wine in the cup and get up to leave, but she didn't want to be dragged by Du Cheng and asked with concern: "Wen Lan, do you have something on your mind?" I heard from my classmates that you are married to Lord Pastor? Is it true? But I also saw a scandal about Lord Shepherd this morning. ”

It sounds like a heart-wrenching sound.

If it were usual, Wen Lan would have thrown her hand and left, but today, she was really aggrieved in her heart, turned back to her seat, raised her hand and beckoned the bartender to serve two more glasses of wine.

"Wen Lan, you ...... with Lord Mu Ye" Du Cheng continued to ask without giving up.

"It's just as you heard, the two of us got married, and then, he was in trouble all year round." Wen Lan laughed at herself, her white and slender fingers rubbing against the wine glass.

Du Cheng fell in love with Wen Lan from the first time he met her at the university entrance ceremony, but at that time, Wen Lan and Mu Yejue were almost inseparable, and everyone said that the two were the most suitable golden boy and girl in the school.

When he graduated from college, Du Cheng also confessed to Wen Lan with the strength of wine, but Wen Lan directly refused with a cold face.

After many years, Du Cheng has not forgotten the throbbing when he first met Wen Lan.

After a few glasses of wine, Wen Lan and Du Cheng intermittently said some words that had been accumulated in their hearts for many years, and after finishing speaking, they paused for a long time, and suddenly realized that they would lose if they said too much, after all, they are now half a public figure with Mu Yejue, in case they are caught by someone with a heart......

Wen Lan staggered to his feet, but because he had drunk too much wine, he staggered and fell directly into Du Cheng's arms.

Wen Lan hurriedly straightened up, barely stood firm, and said sorry to Du Cheng.

"It's okay, you've been drinking for so long tonight, it's not safe for a girl to go home, I'll send you back." Du Cheng said as he tried to reach out to support Wen Lan.

Wen Lan leaned to one side and cleverly avoided it, but because she complained a lot about him as a trash can tonight, she reluctantly agreed to let him send her home.

Du Cheng took a taxi to send Wen Lan home, and intimately got out of the car first to open the car door for Wen Lan, and Wen Lan stumbled out of the car.

Du Cheng wanted to see Wen Lan enter the door, but Wen Lan forced him into the car, and then said with a smile to the taxi driver: "Master, drive." ”

Seeing Du Cheng away, Wen Lan took the S-shaped route home, walked through the living room, and walked back to the bedroom.

The bedroom was pitch black, Wen Lan raised her hand to undo a few buttons between the collars, and was about to turn on the light, when she was suddenly hit by a figure, her back hurt, and she was clinging to the wall.

"Who was the man who sent you back just now?" Nightlord's voice was like quenched ice.

Originally, he was worried that she hadn't come home so late, so he stood in front of the window and waited, who knows, he actually saw such a scene.

"You asked the man who sent me back just now?" Wen Lan laughed jokingly, her eyes were like silk: "Mr. Mu, haven't we already reached an agreement to play our own games?" How? Is it only the governor who is allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps? Although I have a tryst with a man, I at least know how to leave some advice for Mr. Mu, and I have not been followed by Yu Ji or in front of Mr. Mu, but what about you, Mr. Mu? ”

Wen Lan sneered, poking at the tip of Mu Yejue's heart.

Seeing Wen Lan's red lips close one by one, Mu Yejue was jealous, lowered his head suddenly, bit her lip, and tossed and turned.

Wen Lan was stunned by Mu Yejue's sudden movements, her body stiffened, and she didn't move until the hem of her suit skirt was lifted up, and her warm big hands made her skin tremble, and she came back to her senses.