Chapter Eighty-Five: You're Alone

The mobile phone was thrown to Zuo Lanluo, "She wants to call again, you tell her, I don't have that time to play with their Xia family." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info let her roll as far as she wants. ”

Zuo Lanluo glanced at Wei Junmu with some embarrassment, if she really followed Wei Junmu's words, then Xia Qiuge wouldn't tear her apart.

Not surprisingly, Xia Qiuge's call came again.

Zolan Luo picked up the phone.

"Wei Junmu, you bastard."

Zuo Lanluo hurriedly let the mobile phone leave his ears, and the sound of this Xia Qiu song was simply a high-decibel noise.

"Second sister-in-law, I'm Lan Luo."

"Zolanluo? What about Wei Junmu? Let him answer the phone. ”

"He just went out. He'll be back in a minute, and I'll ask him to call you back. ”

"Out? What about the crooks? Hurry up and get him to answer the phone. ”

"Really, he really went out."

Xia Qiuge hung up the phone. Zuo Lanluo breathed a sigh of relief.

An Zhexi put the dishes prepared by Wei Junmu on the table and shouted, "Sister-in-law, it's time to eat." ”

"Oh, here we are."

Four dishes and one soup, it looks good, but I don't know how it tastes.

Zuo Lanluo couldn't suppress his curiosity, picked up the chopsticks, and sandwiched a piece of braised pork.

It's very soft and glutinous, a little salty and a little sweet, she doesn't deny it, it's really delicious.

"How's that, compared to your uncle's craft, isn't it a step higher?" Wei Junmu said confidently.

I wanted to say a few words of praise, but when I saw the arrogant Wei Junmu, Zuo Lanluo's kind words also changed: "The craftsmanship is good, but compared with my uncle, there is still a gap." ”

Wei Junmu pursed his lips and smiled indifferently.

"Would you like to have a drink?" Ahn Cheol-hee asked.

"Don't drink, let's eat."

"Okay."

in the hospital.

Xia Qiuge held his mobile phone and paced back and forth in Xia Qiuran's ward, a little irritable.

She is angry that Wei Junmu is not humane, indifferent and ruthless, and even more angry that Xia Qiuran is not angry.

"Sister, don't go, I'm dizzy." Xia Qiuran's words were a little weak.

"You, let me say what is good about you? You obviously know that he blocked you, and you still committed suicide live, did he watch it? If you die on Chinese New Year's Eve, the Wei family will not be sad, and they will feel that you are cursing them, you are simply a pig brain. ”

Xia Qiuran said aggrievedly: "Didn't An Zhexi not shield me?" I thought Ahn Cheol-hee would tell Jun Mu. ”

"Even if he tells Wei Junmu, Wei Junmu will feel sorry for you? Don't be naΓ―ve, if he feels sorry for you, the last time you committed suicide, he was distressed. You're playing a wolf this way, and he's only going to get more and more annoyed. Xia Qiuge said angrily.

"Sister, you said Jun Mu, do you really don't love me?"

"Does that need to be said?"

"That, that, I, I'm ,......" Xia Qiuran cried.

Xia Qiuge said: "I see, don't hang yourself on the tree of Wei Junmu, a few days ago, I met Chen Dui, and he asked me about your news, I think he still has no feelings for you, although the Chen family is not as good as the Wei family, but the size is also a middle class, you can try to develop with him, after all, you were ...... before Right? ”

"Sister, I don't have feelings for Chen Dui."

"Qiu Ran? Don't feel that you had sex with him more than once? You're so short of men, huh? Xia Qiuge's words were hard to hear.

"Sister, why do you say that about me, I'm not a ghost."

"Qiu Ran, let me ask you something?"

Xia Qiuran asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Back then, the child you were pregnant with, was it Wei Junmu or Chen Duan?"

"Of course it's from Junmu."

Xia Qiuge couldn't understand Xia Qiuran anymore, "You are pregnant with Wei Junmu's child, and you are still fooling around with that Chen Duan, Qiuran, Qiuran, today, I can understand it, you are completely to blame." You deserve it. ”

"I ......" Xia Qiuran was speechless.

"Alright, Qiu Ran. You should plan for the future, Wei Junmu's dish will not be served in your bowl again. Die. ”

"Sister, but, me?"

"What are you? You're going to kill yourself a third time, and if you insist on being so obsessed, I can't help you. Xia Qiuge said angrily.

"Is there really no chance at all?"

"Yes."

"Let me think about it."

……。

Every year on the second day of the Lunar New Year, it is the day to go to her mother's house, and early in the morning, Jiang Changchen called Zuo Lanluo and said that the family was ready, and he was waiting for her to go back with Wei Junmu.

Zuo Lanluo got up early, washed up, she dressed herself, she was in her twenties, and she was young.

Walking out of the bathroom, she glanced at Wei Junmu's big bed, no one? What about people?

Zuo Lanluo thought to himself, maybe he didn't want to go back to his parents' house with her, or if he didn't go, he wouldn't make her uncomfortable.

Zuo Lanluo put his bag on his back and went downstairs.

Wei Chuxiong sat in the living room. Zolanluo walked over.

"Grandpa."

"Are you going back to your parents' house today?"

"Yes, grandpa, my uncle called early in the morning and said that he was waiting at home."

"Well, what about Jun Mu?"

Zuo Lanluo shook his head, "I don't know either." ”

"Give him a call and ask him to come back with you."

"Grandpa, he may have something, I'll go back by myself, don't get in the way, uncle can understand." Zuo Lan Luo didn't want to call Wei Junmu, as if he couldn't live without him.

"Lao Ding, go and get my box of good ginseng, and let Lan Luo bring it to her uncle." Wei Chuxiong commanded.

"Okay, sir."

"No need, grandpa, you can keep it for yourself. It's too expensive. Zuo Lanluo was a little flattered and uneasy.

Wei Chuxiong put the ginseng in Zuo Lanluo's hand: "Take it." ”

Zuo Lanluo had no choice but to take the ginseng.

"Go ahead, don't forget to give Jun Mu a call."

"Okay, grandpa."

Zuo Lanluo drove out of Wei's house and went directly to the supermarket, this is the New Year, she can't go back empty-handed.

Carrying a large bag and a small bag, Zuo Lanluo pushed open the door of Jiang Changchen's villa.

"Uncle, Happy New Year."

"Lan Luo is here, hurry up and sit down." Jiang Changchen said lovingly.

Jiang Ruoying walked out of the house: "You are here." You're alone? ”

"Not me, how many?"

"Where's that Wei Junmu in your family?"

"I don't know, I didn't see him when I got up in the morning, he didn't come, and everyone in the province was uncomfortable."

Jiang Ruoying pursed her lips and agreed: "Yes." ”

"When are you going to start work?" Zuo Lanluo asked.

"It's the fourth day of the new year, wait for the notice, it may be early, it may be late. Hey, what's wrong with your ears? Jiang Ruoying looked at the medicinal stickers on Zuo Lanluo's ears and asked.

"No." Zuo Lanluo touched his ears uncomfortably.

"It can't be that Wei Junmu again, right?" Jiang Ruoying said angrily.

"Be quiet, don't let your uncle hear you."

"Is it him?"

"Who else could there be if it wasn't him?"

"Is he a pervert? Does he have a mental illness? He takes pleasure in hurting people, huh? No, this time, I must not spare him, you hurry up and divorce him. It's a big deal to pay 100 million, I'll help you pay it back, and I will pay him back, don't treat you as a person? The more Jiang Ruoying spoke, the more angry she became, and she couldn't wait to tear Wei Junmu with her hands.