Before the words fell, Chen Junke suddenly raised his head, changed his joking appearance, and asked very seriously: "Who?" How dare you be a scoundrel than me! She took out her mobile phone, flipped out the call records of the two, and said matter-of-factly: "I came to deliver documents to Mr. Lan, and he said on the phone that it would be good to let me come in directly, but he didn't say what floor it was, and it would be bad if he made him wait for a long time." "Uncle Driver is still very powerful, it will be there in ten minutes, Jian Ran is standing downstairs in the building, looking up at the bottomless floor, I don't know which floor he is on.

The car slowly drove away from the building, and Su Tezhu asked with concern, "What tricky thing did the young lady encounter?" She instantly sat up from the back seat and said excitedly to Su Tezhu, "Go to Chen Junke's house." ”

"That's it! Come to me tomorrow and take you to him. Jian Ran looked at Chen Junke's face, raised his eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling Lan Zirin's appearance, and the next second, he kept smacking his tongue at him.

"Hmm." The car slowly drove away from the building, and Su Tezhu asked with concern, "What tricky thing did the young lady encounter?" ”

"Xiao Jianran, you said him so well, I want to see it."

"Xiao Jianran, you said him so well, I want to see it." The elevator quickly stopped on the 22nd floor, and the moment the elevator door opened, she and the crowd outside stared at each other.

After Su Tezhu said this, Jian Ran's dim eyes instantly brightened, how could she forget that scoundrel!

Jian Ran quickly stepped out of the elevator, her eyes quickly grasped the assistant's hand, and as soon as she wanted to speak, she felt her hand being pinched behind her, and there was a dull pain in her wrist and arm.

"Brother, be merciful at your feet!" 192.157.199.92,192.157.199.92; 0; pc; 4; The grinding iron literature car slowly drove away from the building, and Su Tezhu asked with concern, "What tricky thing has the young lady encountered?" He twisted his eyebrows, dragged the cotton to the entrance, looked out through the cat's eyes, his impatient expression disappeared in an instant, he opened the door suspiciously, and asked curiously: "Xiao Jianran, what are you doing when you don't come home to me this big night?" "Can't figure it out?

Could it be that Lan Zirin's matter has not been decided yet? Jian Ran categorically refused, she couldn't wait for tomorrow, Chen Junke was also a scoundrel, and he might use his job to shirk tomorrow.

"Don't." Lan Zirin refused to speak when he ate, refused to be noisy, refused to talk about business, in short, he was in a state of silence when he ate and slept without sleeping, and finally when his time came to get off work, he actually said,

"Miss Jane is going to work overtime with me?" He lowered his head, folded his hands and reverently repented, Jian Ran looked at his contrived appearance, raised his eyebrows, ignored his snake spirit disease, and then said: "I met a scoundrel who is more scoundrel than you, I really can't figure it out......" The car stopped outside Chen Junke's villa, she couldn't wait to go up and ring the doorbell, and it took a long time before a voice came from inside,

"Who?" Su Tezhu looked at the sky outside, although Mr. Chen and his own 13oss are brothers, but when he visits other men's houses at night, it is difficult to guarantee that his young master will not be jealous and angry.

After Su Tezhu said this, Jian Ran's dim eyes instantly brightened, how could she forget that scoundrel!

After Su Tezhu said this, Jian Ran's dim eyes instantly brightened, how could she forget that scoundrel!

Jian Ran ignored him, directly pushed him away and stepped into the house, found a sofa to sit down at random, and cut to the topic,

"Chen Junke, will you lend me a day tomorrow?" Jian Ran never expected that this tall children's assistant would have such a strong hand, she bent over and frowned in pain, and the female assistant's not fluent Chinese pronunciation came from her ears,

"President?"

"Ahem, young lady, or you ...... tomorrow"

"Why, don't worry about me." Lan Zirin looked at Jian Ran in the elevator with a confused expression, and asked the assistant next to her in English why she appeared here.

He waved his hand helplessly, the female assistant nodded slightly, and then let go of her, she shook her sour and numb arm and straightened up, looking at him coldly, and her tone was no longer as polite as before.

"Mr. Lan, if you decide to abandon this design, I hope you can let me know as soon as possible, so that everyone's time will not be wasted." Although the patron is God, a scoundrel like Lan Zirin has really exhausted her patience, especially in Yu Juan, because he has been breathed, and he is even more disgusted with him.

Jian Ran covered her lips and smiled, Su Tezhu stood on the side of the door and also tightened the corners of her mouth, holding back a smile, Huo Jueshen withdrew his legs and took her to the car.

The car slowly drove away from the building, and Su Tezhu asked with concern, "What tricky thing did the young lady encounter?" Jian Ran looked at Chen Junke's face, raised his eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling Lan Zirin's appearance, and the next second, he kept smacking his tongue at him.

Jian Ran never expected that this tall children's assistant would have such a strong hand, she bent over and frowned in pain, and the female assistant's not fluent Chinese pronunciation came from her ears,

"President?" The female assistant heard Jian Ran talking to her own 13oss like this, and wanted to do it again on the spot, but Lan Zirin waved her hand to stop her, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his good-looking face was with exotic charm and bewitchment, and a pair of blue eyes were smiling, staring at her for a long time.

Jian Ran looked at Chen Junke's face, raised her eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling Lan Zirin's appearance, and the next second, she kept smacking her tongue at him.

Jian Ran never expected that this tall children's assistant would have such a strong hand, she bent over and frowned in pain, and the female assistant's not fluent Chinese pronunciation came from her ears,

"President?"

"Xiao Jianran, you said him so well, I want to see it." She passed by Su Xiao, who was waiting at the door, her eyes were slanted, her tone was indifferent, and she was not angry.

"Right now!" Seeing that he finally followed her words, she added,

"Not only is he a scoundrel than you, but he looks even more wicked than you! I think your title of the second most beautiful man in Licheng is not guaranteed. Jian Ran looked at Chen Junke's face, raised his eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling Lan Zirin's appearance, and the next second, he kept smacking his tongue at him.

He lowered his head, folded his hands and repented reverently, Jian Ran looked at his contrived appearance, raised his eyebrows, ignored his snake spirit disease, and then said: "I met a scoundrel who is more scoundrel than you, I really can't handle it......" Chen Junke almost choked to death by his own saliva, he looked at Jian Ran with a serious face, and replied to her in an educational tone,

"Little Jane Ran, although I know that I love both men and women, but you are a married woman now, I can't be sorry for my brother." The assistant was a purebred American woman who looked to be in her early thirties, but maybe younger, after all, Jian Ran always felt that foreigners always looked older because of their deep facial features and different hair colors.

Jian Ran never expected that this tall children's assistant would have such a strong hand, she bent over and frowned in pain, and the female assistant's not fluent Chinese pronunciation came from her ears,

"President?" She was so angry that smoke came out of her head, and she could only leave the company stupidly, call Su Xiao, and decide to make persistent efforts tomorrow.

Jian Ran never expected that this tall children's assistant would have such a strong hand, she bent over and frowned in pain, and the female assistant's not fluent Chinese pronunciation came from her ears,

"President?"

"Hmm." Su Tezhu looked at the serious face of his young master, and slandered in his heart, although Mr. Chen said that he was a little laid, but compared to the young master, your belly is black, it is really a small thing!

"Brother, be merciful at your feet!"

"Right now!" Jian Ran looked at Chen Junke's face, raised her eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling Lan Zirin's appearance, and the next second, she kept smacking her tongue at him.