Chapter 38: Don't Be Angry

"Overtime? Have you been busy lately? Aaron? Zhou Fanxing asked Meng Lang casually. Such a thin stream of blandness made Meng Lang feel like he was living with Zhou Fanxing, which made him very happy.

"Oh...... I...... Let's get out. Meng Lang is like a child who has been caught stealing.

"Oh...... I...... Let's get out. Meng Lang is like a child who has been caught stealing.

"They're getting older, and I don't want them to worry." Sure enough, Qin Xiang would not let her go.

The moment she connected the phone, Li Dong's message appeared on the screen.

"You're really in charge of everything." Fang Qingqing sighed and said: "You can rely on others, don't carry everything by yourself, being strong is a beautiful quality, but I feel sorry for you, I can help you, I am willing, you don't always have to carry it yourself." Sure enough, Qin Xiang would not let her go.

The moment she connected the phone, Li Dong's message appeared on the screen.

"Yes, yes, I don't rely on you, do I? Without you, he wouldn't know what I like to eat. Zhou Fanxing dodged Fang Qingqing's question with a haha, and his eyes rolled to hide the tears that welled up in him.

"Miss Qin." Meng Lang heard Zhou Fanxing speak and turned his head to look at her.

"Miss Zhou, what a good means. Do you know where Brother Meng Lang was when you were in a car accident? He's with me. Meng Lang approached Zhou Fanxing's mobile phone and heard what he had just said clearly.

"Aren't your aunts really coming to see you?"

"Miss Zhou, what a good means. Do you know where Brother Meng Lang was when you were in a car accident? He's with me. Meng Lang approached Zhou Fanxing's mobile phone and heard what he had just said clearly.

Her phone rang.

"Aren't your aunts really coming to see you?" Zhou Fanxing panicked for a moment, and immediately threw the phone against the wall, and the strong impact made the phone fall apart.

"I know, I know." Meng Lang, who was suddenly mentioned, faced with the problem of death, how could he show weakness.

Meng Lang motioned to Zhou Fanxing to give him the phone, and Zhou Fanxing waved his hand, indicating that he could handle it.

"Aren't your aunts really coming to see you?" And Meng Lang only felt that the soft person in his arms was the warm wind flowing on the tip of the leaf, through his chest, crisp and crisp swept his heart.

"Are there any new projects?"