Cheng Lan was really hurt by the man's attitude and practices, and it hurt very badly, he didn't care about her feelings, he treated Yao Yao like that, and he didn't apologize at all, why wasn't she angry? How not to be sad?

"Speak!"

The man furrowed his brows and stepped forward to grab Cheng Lan's arm.

Cheng Lan could follow his wishes, slapped his hand away, and then moved his body to move farther away from him.

The air in the car was quiet and terrifying!

Even the driver's hand holding the steering wheel was a little trembling, and at the same time he pinched Cheng Lan's strength, you know, no one has ever turned a deaf ear to his questioning.

The man pursed his lips, then raised his fist, smashed the window glass hard, glanced at Cheng Lan, and did not speak again.

The car quickly returned to the Red Jade Villa.

The two returned to the living room in silence all the way, Han Yichen did not continue to pester her, Cheng Lan went directly to the bedroom where she used to live, then locked the door, picked up the mobile phone, and dialed the phone to go out.

"Hey, Lan Lan!"

"Yao Yao, I'm sorry!" The moment the phone was connected, Cheng Lan burst into tears, biting her lip and apologizing for the man.

"Silly, what are you crying about? It's okay, isn't it just a year of rectification? I just took the opportunity to rest, and besides, I also thought about Xia Ming, and I was planning to go to Tibet to find him. ”

Yao Yao's remarks made Cheng Lan even more embarrassed, of course she knew that Yao Yao was afraid that she would quarrel with Han Yichen because of her affairs.

"Yao Yao, you rest for two days first, I'll find a chance to communicate with him, I don't know, why does he have such a big prejudice against you?" Cheng Lan finished speaking in surprise, and then thought of something, "Yaoyao, have you offended him before?" ”

"Nope! Not at all, I've seen him in the media before, how can I have the opportunity to offend him? ”

Yao Yao was also very surprised, she was alone in the clinic just now, and she thought about it for a long time, but she really couldn't remember when she had offended Han Yichen.

"Then he's just going too far, why doubt your qualifications?" Thinking of this, Cheng Lan was angry, and really didn't know how to persuade him to withdraw the order.

"Lan Lan, let's not talk about this matter first, in fact, I don't think there is a big problem with Xiao Chengzi, are you too worried?" Yao Yao truthfully stated her initial judgment of Han Cheng.

"Really?" Cheng Lan was incredulous, "How do you judge?" ”

"He is very similar to his father, a little domineering, and very narcissistic, if there is a problem, it is paranoid, do you think people like Han Yichen will be nervous under high-intensity pressure and cause themselves to be unable to think normally?"

"No!" Cheng Lan didn't stop for a moment, and directly drew conclusions.

People like him would be nervous, and they wouldn't believe her if they killed her.

Moreover, the scene of the last battle with the bandits, she still remembers it vividly, and his performance throughout the whole process was calm and couldn't be calmer anymore.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lan's heart instantly swelled up with thoughts other than anger.

It was at that time that she was moved by him to change her opinion, but if he could save her regardless of his own safety, why didn't he care about her feelings?

Cheng Lan really couldn't figure this out.

"So, Han Cheng's temperament is a bit similar to him, he won't really be nervous during the exam, there must be other reasons?"

"What is the reason?"

Could it really be that she misjudged?

"I think he should have done it on purpose, to get the attention of the parents, or the teachers." Yao Yao continued to analyze calmly, not afraid of Han Yichen's deterrence.

Yao Yao analyzed this, and Cheng Lan suddenly felt that there was really this possibility.

Because she usually does so well in exams, she always praises him and doesn't talk to him.

But every time she didn't do well in the exam, Cheng Lan would always talk to him once, sometimes for an hour or two, and several times, after talking, Han Cheng pestered her to take him to eat KFC.

This is obviously a manifestation of lack of love, thinking of this, Cheng Lan has mixed feelings in her heart, mixed joys and sorrows, and she is becoming more and more distressed about Han Cheng.

"Knock knock!"

The knock on the door interrupted Cheng Lan's thoughts, and she quickly got up and opened the door.

"Madam, dinner is ready, Sir will let you go down to eat!"

"Uncle Wang, please tell him, I don't want to eat, don't wait for me."

She is still angry, and she is still worried about Yao Yao's studio, how can she eat now.

Thinking of this, the housekeeper was embarrassed and wiped his forehead, "Madam, Mr. seems to be very angry now, you had better not offend him at this time, if you lower your head and take it softly, his anger will disappear." ”

Just now, as soon as they entered the house, he saw that the two of them should have a conflict again, so he wanted to persuade Cheng Lan to bow his head first and show weakness.

Cheng Lan lowered her head and smiled inadvertently at herself, "Housekeeper, do you think I'm soft-tempered, no matter what he does, I should let him, do you know how excessive he is today?" He didn't care about my feelings at all, and shut down my best friend's counselor, just because I took Xiao Chengzi there to consult something. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Lan's eyes were red again, and her heart twitched and sour.

The content of Cheng Lan's words and her sad appearance made the housekeeper finally know the reason for their cold war, and he also felt that Han Yichen had done something wrong, so he also dispelled the intention of continuing to persuade peace, sighed lightly, and turned around and went downstairs.

Cheng Lan was stunned for a while, then took off her coat and lay on the sofa, wanting to calm down, but as soon as she lay down, the door was knocked again.

When the door was opened, the butler stood in the doorway again, his head bowed.

After going up and down the stairs just now, the housekeeper calmly thought about something, he still knew a little about Han Yichen's temperament and principles of doing things, so he persuaded Cheng Lan to also plan to talk about his confusion.

"Madame...... Don't be angry with Mr., you better go down to eat, Sir saw that you didn't go down, and he didn't move his chopsticks all the time......"

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Cheng Lan, and saw that her expression did not fluctuate unexpectedly, so he immediately added.

"Madam, as I understand it, there must be a reason why Sir did this? Why don't you give Mr. a step and ask him a chance to ask him that it's better than going on all the time, don't you say? ”

Hearing this, she thought about it for a few seconds, and felt that what the housekeeper said was right, Cheng Lan sighed helplessly, put away the injured look in her eyes, and walked downstairs.

When I came to the restaurant, I saw a man sitting on the seat of the Ninety-Five Emperor with a handsome face that could be used as a blackboard, pursing his thin lips and not saying a word.

The servants stood on both sides with their heads bowed, silent, and at first glance it was the lag effect of the man's anger.

Cheng Lan walked over slowly and sat down in the seat next to the man.

Han Yichen felt Cheng Lan's breath, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, finally pinched his chopsticks and began to eat.

Cheng Lan lowered her head, mechanically picking up the rice grains, and was thinking about how to talk to the man about Yao Yao.

Unexpectedly, there was suddenly an extra chicken wing on the plate in front of him, followed by the man's cold voice: "Eat vegetables!" ”

Cheng Lan was a little surprised, she didn't expect him to take the initiative to pick up vegetables for her, her heart trembled slightly, and she was holding back her strength a little less.

Thinking that the man finally realized his problem, Cheng Lan didn't want to miss the opportunity, so she picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of grilled fish, put it in the man's bowl, looked at him with clear eyes, and said softly: "Yichen, Yao Yao is really not a bad person......"

"Eat!" The man interrupted Cheng Lan's explanation without being salty, and he didn't want to talk about this topic at all.

Cheng Lan bit her small mouth, her heart was like being stuffed with a foreign body, it was hard to breathe, and she continued stubbornly: "That studio is Yao Yao's six-year effort, can you not let people rectify it?" ”

Han Yichen put down his chopsticks, stared at Cheng Lan, and said coldly: "This matter is over here, I don't want to hear you mention this matter again!" ”

Cheng Lan held the chopsticks in her hand, and the foreign object in her heart instantly turned into a huge stone, pressing her and unable to breathe.

Having guessed that Han Yichen would not back down in this matter, Cheng Lan suppressed the tears rolling in her eyes, stopped talking, lowered her head the whole time, picked up the rice grains, and did not stretch out her chopsticks to pick up the vegetables from beginning to end, let alone the chicken wings on the plate in front of her.

After a while, Cheng Lan gently pushed the chair and slowly got up, "I'm done!" ”

After saying that, he continued to keep his head down, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Staring at the plate used by Cheng Lan, Han Yichen paused the chopsticks in his hand, his pupils contracted sharply, and the lines on his face were stiff and terrifying.

Cheng Lan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, quickly came to the master bedroom, took out a set of pajamas from the wardrobe, and came to the guest bedroom where she had lived.

At this moment, she was really chilled by the man's heart, she really didn't want to see him, she thought that he was still a little special to herself, but now it seems that she is really self-inflicted, maybe she is just a tool for him to make up for his son to fill his mother's love.

Cheng Lan sat at the head of the bed, the tears in her eyes fell uncontrollably, and her brain was hot and dizzy because of Yao Yao's urgency.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Cheng Lan reflexively raised her hand and quickly wiped her tears.

Han Yichen pursed his thin lips, glanced at her, didn't speak, slowly stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and said coldly: "Go to the master bedroom to rest!" ”

Cheng Lan lowered her head, broke free of her wrist, tried to suppress her anger, and said, "I'll sleep here tonight!" ”

Hearing this, Han Yicheng raised his hand to lift her chin, wanting to see what kind of emotion was hidden in her eyes, but before his hand touched her chin, Cheng Lan turned her little face away, and then took a step back and distanced herself from him.

Han Yichen narrowed his eyes, his breath was a little uneven, "You are actually angry with me for an irrelevant person?" ”

"She's my best friend, how can she be irrelevant?" Cheng Lan was angry, and instinctively shouted out this sentence, and her voice was obviously a little loud.

Han Yichen frowned, his deep eyes instantly shone with cold light, and then he asked unwillingly: "You actually yelled at me for such a person?" ”