When Ou Yanzhe got the news, Lan Qingchuan had already gotten up and gone to the United States. When Joey reported it to him, he frowned: "It's really bold and arrogant." ”

"Do you need to send someone along?"

"What, she didn't come to tell me, why should I be nosy?" Ou Yanzhe held the document, careless, and looked very indifferent.

In Joey's opinion, this apathy is more like negativity.

"Is Brando's batch of arms in storage?" It was he who took great pains to withdraw from Lan Yuanli's hands, firstly to force the demonstration, and secondly, to drive a wedge between the Lan family and the Brando family, after all, this underworld family has strong political relations, and most of them are American politicians.

Joey shook his head, "It's still being tested, it will take some time." ”

He propped his forehead and commanded, "Do it as soon as possible, lest you have too many dreams at night." "This batch of arms is the spoils of his successful calculation of the Lan family, and now that the two families are married, although the cooperation is mutually beneficial, Ou Yanzhe knows that there will be no such opportunity in the future.

Lan Yuanli was quite dissatisfied with him, and Lan Qingchuan was also very wary of him. In the future, he will have to think of some ways to carry out it.

He suddenly felt that he had miscalculated a move and that the gains outweighed the losses.

Thinking of Lan Qingchuan's cold and stubborn appearance, he laughed at himself, he was simply asking for his own hardship.

"Joey, wait." Hearing this, the old butler turned around again, "Is there anything else, young master?" ”

"The safety of Lan Qingchuan has made people in the United States pay attention to it. I would like her to eat a trench and grow wise, but her body and bones, where can she suffer a little. ”

"Yes, young master."

Lan Qingchuan had a smooth journey, and when she got off the plane, someone from the Lan family came to pick her up and take her to Lan Yuanli's residence to recuperate.

It was a nondescript apartment, prepared by the Brando family, and I don't know how many people were guarded inside and out. Fang Yuzhong was very unhappy with her arrival, and neither of them wanted to see each other.

Lan Qingchuan first went to see her uncle, who was still unconscious, pale, and his head was wrapped in layers of gauze.

It was a projectile that suddenly exploded on his way, which was enough to destroy the power of a harbor bridge, and Lan Yuanli was naturally impacted. His bodyguard was killed on the spot, he was well protected underneath, but inevitably received a blow to the head.

The doctor said that he would have to observe again, and it was a mixed bag.

Lan Qingchuan withdrew from the ward, his heart being crushed.

In the evening, she received a letter. Fang Yuzhong walked out with a gloomy face, followed by a black-clothed bodyguard. Lan Qingchuan glanced at him and tore the letter in his hand to shreds.

She wore delicate lambskin boots with pearls on the uppers, and she stomped one foot on the torn pages to prevent the bodyguards from coming to check them.

Fang Yuzhong frowned, "Pull her away." ”

"What else to see? It's just a new hatred and an old hatred, and now it's all together, so that he won't have to do bad things everywhere again, and he won't give up. She sneered, "What are you doing in a daze?" Prepare the car. ”

Fang Yuzhong felt that her expression was very wrong, and his intuition was not very good, "Stop your young lady, you are not allowed to go anywhere today." He looked at the paper under her feet, and couldn't see anything clearly, only a hideous dark pattern.

He suddenly became vigilant, he had seen that thing several times, although he had not seen it in recent years, but he had never forgotten it in his mind, and even secretly paid attention to the dynamics of this family all these years.

Who else can hide, can't hide from what should be hidden, can't forget what should be forgotten, either you die or I die, or the jade is burned.

This is the style of the palace family, the style of the palace pond, the poppy in the dark river, vicious and enchanting.

He knew how to make Lan Qingchuan hurt the most, and he knew how to make her fall into a nightmare that she couldn't escape. That's what he was trying to do, and he wasn't going to make her better.