"Forget Nan Nan, let him go." Wen Lan shook her head, took a sip of her teacup, and the top of the cup was still steaming.

She didn't have a position to say anything.

"How can this be done, Lan Lan, are you pampering him like this now?" Zhou Nan saw that Wen Lan was being bullied, and his whole face became very bad, "Don't you know, these men, often the more you get used to him, the less he will take you seriously, women, you are cute when you do it." ”

"Make a work? How? Wen Lan turned her head to look at Zhou Nan seriously, not understanding how to operate this work at all.

Wen Lan thinks that she is a neat and neat person, and she has never been able to pretend to be pitiful in front of men.

Besides, Wen Lan felt that she didn't seem to want to please the Lord of the Nights like a pet.

Even if she liked him, she would never humble herself because of it.

Zhou Nan: "......"

Okay, eldest miss, even if she asked the wrong person, for Wen Lan, she probably shouldn't have asked this kind of question at all.

After all, Wen Lan's character from the beginning was a female president.

Let Wen Lan, who supports the Wen family, turn into a little girl and be coquettish in the arms of the Lord of the Pasture.

Ahem, this picture, how Zhou Nan felt weird, goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly drove out the thoughts in his mind.

Wen Lan is still more suitable to be her domineering president.

So Zhou Nan stayed in the office for a while, and was directly driven away by Wen Lan.

"Hey, why are you like this, I finally came to see you once, and I treated me like this." Zhou Nan stood still at the door, his face full of unhappiness.

"Okay, my Nan Nan, don't be angry, I really have something to do, I've been talking about a project recently, and when I'm busy for a while, I'll go and play with you." Wen Lan touched Zhou Nan's forehead and soothed.

But she was right.

This time it can't be delayed.

"Really, I can support you, why do you have to work." Zhou Nan pursed his lips, but his voice was much quieter.

In this regard, Wen Lan expressed helplessness, "Miss, do you think everyone has your family's small treasury, an urban woman like me, if you don't work hard, you have to sleep on the overpass." ”

Wen Lan did not exaggerate this sentence at all, these years, if she could not support herself, she must have had a hard time.

"Okay, then you cheer yourself, don't work too hard." Zhou Nan weakly comforted Wen Lan, and then drove away in her red Ferrari.

Seeing Zhou Nan's car away from the company, Wen Lan rolled up her sleeves and turned around and returned to her own post in the company.

She still wants to hurry up and finish the matter in hand.

As soon as Wen Lan got to work, it was completely a state of despair, and by the time she finished what she was doing, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

The normal end time is half past five, and many people in the company are no longer there, but there are also some people who are working hard to work overtime.

Wen Lan closed the door of the president's office and was about to go out to eat, who knew that she had just arrived at the gate of the company, and when she walked out of the revolving door of the hall, she was surrounded by a large group of reporters.

Those people were like a swarm of wasps, swarming towards Wen Lan.

Wen Lan didn't expect this at all, she was taken aback, and couldn't help but take two steps back, turning her head to look at a front desk next to her, "How can there be reporters here?" ”

But the front desk was also blindsided, and I didn't know what was going on," Wen ...... Mr. Wen, I don't know when they will come

Target. ”

Wen Lan didn't have time to talk nonsense with them anymore, and the reporters in front of her had already rushed to her.

"Mr. Wen, what do you think about the scandal between your husband, Mr. Mu Yejue, and the tender model Xu Yuyu?"

A microphone was handed to Wen Lan.

"Miss Wen Lan, do you believe this behavior of Mr. Shepherd?"

"Miss Wen Lan, may I ask if what Mr. Mu Yejue has done will affect the relationship between your husband and wife?"

…… In an instant, questions like these came one after another, like big stones, mercilessly smashing on Wen Lan.

Wen Lan was in it, like a falling leaf, with no strength on her body, and her lips turned pale, "I'm sorry, I'm not obligated to answer your questions, if necessary, please contact my secretary." ”

Wen Lan turned around and wanted to walk from the side.

It's just that these reporters are like maggots attached to the bones, as long as you are stained, you basically can't get rid of them.

Now that she finally squatted to Wen Lan, how could she easily let her go because of her words.

So one by one, they strode forward, directly blocking all the ways of Wen Lan's advance and regression.

"Miss Wen, please answer our questions." The reporter aggressively raised the microphone in front of Wen Lan, without the slightest intention of letting Wen Lan go.

Look at the other people, almost all of them have the same expressions as this reporter.

There's a lot of news about Lord Night, but it's a big news.

"Security, blast these people away for me, immediately." Wen Lan was categorical and didn't want to give these people any chance at all.

Soon the security guards came, but this group of reporters seemed to be exceptionally strong in combat, and they were not afraid of these security guards at all.

Then one by one, they gradually rushed towards Wen Lan again.

Wen Lan was helpless for a while, her fingers clenched together.

Why do these people bother her!

Wen Lan clenched her hands, her face was cold, she looked left and right at the people around her, the scene in front of her was like a roller coaster that was spinning in the sky, she couldn't see who was who, and she couldn't match their faces and bodies.

At this moment, Wen Lan was a little panicked, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

Gradually, Wen Lan's eyes began to blur, and her voice became quieter and quieter, and the only thing she felt was that she seemed to be getting closer and closer to the ground......

"Mr. Wen!"

"Wen Lan!"

Those reporters watched Wen Lan fall directly to the ground, and one by one for fear of getting involved, they hurriedly retreated a long distance, the open space in the middle was empty, and Wen Lan was lying alone on the cold ground.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, and I don't ...... I don't know what's wrong with her! A reporter shuddered and stepped back, a little scared in his heart.

"Or ...... Why don't we go, if something happens in a while......"

Then they won't be able to get out of the relationship.

After all, they were persecuting Wen Lan just now.

Wen Lan lay on the ground, lifted her eyelids and looked at the surrounding footsteps, and the surrounding voices suddenly returned, "What are you afraid of, we haven't touched her, Wen Lan herself has always been like a strong woman, there is no feminine smell at all, no wonder Mu Yejue wants to go out to find a woman, if it changes me, I am not happy to live with such a boring woman every day." ”

Heh, not interesting?

The corners of Wen Lan's mouth twitched, and she completely lost consciousness.

Wen Lan! ”

Before completely losing consciousness, Wen Lan seemed to hear a familiar voice.

It was a man's voice, very magnetic, full of worry, from far and near, to her side, and quickly dissipated!

Delusion, Wen Lan thought!

Shepherd Nightlord should be staying with his young model, why is he here now?

Just after Wen Lan completely lost consciousness, Mu Yejue pulled away from the crowd and carefully held her in his arms, "Wen Lan, what's wrong with you?" ”

It's just that at this moment, Wen Lan is like a fragile porcelain doll, which people are reluctant to touch.

Time passed quickly, and by the time Wen Lan woke up from her coma, she was already lying on her bed at home.

When she opened her eyes, she was blindfolded for a moment, and she didn't know what was going on, and there was silence around her, and those reporters were no longer there, let alone noisy.

Wen Lan squinted her eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

It's nice that she likes this quiet and quiet time.

After squinting for a while, Wen Lan felt that people were a lot more comfortable, but it would be uncomfortable to continue lying down, so she lifted the quilt and sat up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat up, her eyes caught a glimpse of a bowl of hot porridge at the bedside.

How can there be such a thing as porridge here?

Wen Lan's face was full of doubts, and the whole person couldn't say what she felt.

Is it a separation?

No, no, no, it won't be him, Lixiang is also a big young master, in addition to being able to wash vegetables, it is completely ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, and he can't do it at all, he will only order takeout.

And the porridge she has here is obviously made by herself.

Wen Lan reached out and picked up the porridge on the table and ate a few bites casually.

The people outside seemed to hear the movement in the room, and then directly pushed the door in, "Lan Lan, you finally woke up, I'm worried about death." ”

Wen Lan was stunned for a moment, saw that it was Zhou Nan, and looked at the porridge on the table, and her heart suddenly understood.

Yes, since Zhou Nan is here, she must have done it.

"I'm fine." Wen Lan's heart warmed and replied.

Probably at this time, only Zhou Nan will take care of her.

Zhou Nan was not here before, so it was just a matter of traveling abroad, but now that she is back, she will definitely be by her side.

Zhou Nan walked over and mixed with Wen Lan, his face full of worry, "Lan Lan, you are okay, you fainted in the company just now, I just came back to look for you, but I was scared to death." ”

Hearing Zhou Nan's words, Wen Lan was even more sure that she was taking care of her.

"I'm fine, really, don't worry." Just now, it may have been a sudden burst of anger before he fainted Normally, Wen Lan would not have this kind of situation.

"Really, this Shepherd, now that you're sick, you don't care about it, no one can see one, it's too much." Zhou Nan sat next to him angrily and complained unceremoniously.

She didn't know what Wen Lan liked about him, but in fact, Lord Mu Ye really didn't treat her well at all, was it worth it to be so persistent?

If she had been replaced, she would have been scattered a long time ago, where can she wait until now!

Wen Lan listened to Zhou Nan's words, and clutched the sheets tightly with both hands, "Nan Nan, don't say it, I don't want to care about him so much." ”

In fact, what Zhou Nan said, how could she not understand, but many things involved too much, and she couldn't help herself.

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