He whispered in her ear, "But Lan He wasn't smart enough to even think about the way back. Now that Lan Yuanli has checked it, he probably can't hide, so he asked me for refuge. He continued, like a cat and mouse, "That's not right, I can give you a chance." Do you know a tooth for a tooth? ”

Lan Qingchuan smiled suddenly, "Why should I listen to you?" What does it matter to me whether Lan He lives or dies? Miyachiruo frowned, smiled back, and the uncertain man pinched her chin and narrowed his eyes slightly. How could Lan Qingchuan be afraid of him, "I know very well that my current enemy is you. "Lan He is hateful, but Lan Yuanli will not let him go. Even if there is no Lan He, there will be other people, as long as she is in that environment, as long as she Lan Qingchuan enjoys the right to inherit. And as long as she Lan Qingchuan is still there, Gong Chiruo will not let her go.

Huff.

Lan Qingchuan pulled away his fingers and dragged the chain for a few steps, she said indifferently, "Just by this, you can't hurt me, Gong Chiruo." ”

Gong Nanmu felt that Lan Qingchuan was bold enough, and the slender figure walked slowly through the corridor, and finally disappeared under the weeping vine gate of Tangtang Garden, cold and arrogant.

If it was Chu Li in the past, she would never talk back to Gong Chiruo like this, nor would she be so stubborn and indifferent.

Gong Chiruo was used to this way of getting along, he put his hands behind his back and looked at Gong Nanmu who was standing on the side.

"There will be movement in the Lan family recently, and you will be in charge of the security of Delin Garden."

"Yes." Gong Nanmu said indifferently.

The sun was dazzling in midsummer, and Zhou Xueying recovered well, and she was going to return to Jiangnan to recuperate. Many people came to say goodbye to her, and walked a bunch of them, but they didn't see him.

She knows that many people think like this in their hearts, how can there be such a stupid girl, who pays so much and never gets anything in return.

She couldn't know better.

For so many days lying in a hospital bed and unable to move, she thought a lot. Yesterday's small, humble and pale self seemed to be living in a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, she felt ashamed.

She was fanatically paranoid about chasing a dream, but it was just a dream, and she still had nothing.

Now that she has woken up from the big dream, she really realizes what she has paid for this dream.

Her haggard mother loved and cared for her as always, but when her eyes touched her fine lines, which had increased sharply due to neglect, her dull face and her father's pale temples, she had never felt uncomfortable and ashamed.

She Zhou Xueying is selfish and weak, humble and timid, and she doesn't even have the courage to say sorry to her parents. This is also her retribution, losing her little finger, she will no longer be able to play her violin, and she will no longer be able to stand on the international classical music stage.

This delicate piano has accompanied her throughout her youth, but it cannot accompany her on the road that has become more and more lonely.

In the evening, Han Luochen still came, and his appearance was not much better than her. learned from Zhou Luzhi that he seemed to have finally waited for the person in his heart.

When she heard the news, Zhou Xueying breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

At this time she looked at the young man, he was no longer a teenager, he looked taller, thinner, his cheeks thin, his eyes dark.

It is undeniable that she still likes him, no matter what he looks like, no matter how haggard and lonely he is, no matter whether his heart is full of another person, she looks at him and only feels uncomfortable and distressed.