In many cases, there is no right or wrong in many things, and only different positions lead to different choices made by each person.

The choice Li Yulan faced was difficult, but it was also very simple.

She looked at Chen Li, who was her nephew in front of her, with a flattering smile: "Xiao Li, of course I am willing to cooperate with you, Yang Qian's girl can't do it at all, if you need it, I can get the internal information of several other brands of the Yang family for you."

Chen Li pursed his lips and chuckled, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble." Li Yulan smiled very humbly, "Then you eat slowly, I'll go back to rest first, I really can't survive this injury......

"Well, be careful on your way."

"Good, good."

Li Yulan seemed to be really physically exhausted, and her steps were slow when she went out, almost holding on to the wall to leave the Jiang Ling Club.

The secretary picked her up and asked carefully, "Mr. Li, you didn't drink a bar?" The doctor said, you must not touch wine in the near future, and red wine is not good."

Li Yulan likes to drink, and she has to drink some red wine before going to bed every day, and the secretary knows her habits, so she reminded her seven or eight times after coming out of the hospital.

Rao is like this, she is still not at ease.

"I know," Li Yulan leaned back in her chair tiredly, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "Little Fu, if I leave the Yang Clan, do you dare to follow me?"

Xiao Fu was stunned, glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and smiled: "Mr. Li, I was picked up by you at the autumn recruitment, and I will go wherever you go."

"No matter where you go, I will not treat you badly."

Li Yulan opened her eyes, and there was more determination in her eyes: "You ask tomorrow, where is Luo's Luo Rou recently."

Xiao Fu nodded neatly, and didn't even ask the reason: "Okay, I'll take you home and do this, and I'll give you an answer early tomorrow morning."

"Well, that's great."

In the private room, Chen Li looked at the man who had been sitting beside him: "Brother Yu, do you think Li Yulan really wants to rely on me?"

"It doesn't matter what she thinks," Qin Yu's face was paralyzed, and his tone was flat, "The important thing is that Miss wants it, and she has to give it."

Chen Li pursed her lips and chuckled, drank the champagne in her glass, and asked softly, "Today's incident didn't involve Shen Fanyin, did it?"

"No," Qin Yu said, "the rumors about Yang Qian have also been suppressed."

"Hmm." Chen Li nodded, "She has her back to Sheng Hua, and Xingrui escorts her, we don't have an absolute advantage in terms of public opinion, tell the people below, don't play these petty fights and give her heads." I finally met an interesting little girl, but don't scare people away."

Qin Yu looked at her, and there was a rare puzzled expression on his face: "Miss doesn't want to cut the mess quickly?"

"I'll have to keep her to block the gun. And he needs her for his business."

Chen Li stood up, glanced at the grilled lobster on the table that only moved one chopstick, and frowned slightly, "Jiang Ling is getting more and more difficult to get on the table."

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Next.

Jing Zeheng parked the car under Xingrui and looked sideways at Shen Fanyin.

Shen Fanyin waved at him, "I'm leaving."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed the door of the cart, as she had always done.

"Come back."

Jing Zeheng reached out and grabbed her by the back collar and pulled her back.

Shen Fanyin looked at him blankly: "Is there anything else?"

The corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth pursed: "Kiss me before leaving."

Shen Fanyin's eyes widened instantly: "Are you crazy? This, this...... There are so many people out there!"

"And no one can see it."

Jing Zeheng spoke, pulled the person into his arms, and kissed her fiercely for a while before letting go of her.

Shen Fanyin's eyes were wet, and he glared at him dissatisfiedly: "If you do this again, I will be angry."

Jing Zeheng didn't answer this, kissed the corner of her lips again, and said, "Come to me when you're done, okay?"

Shen Fanyin told him what it was

Angry: "Not good."

"Obedient."

"I don't listen."

Jing Zeheng pinched her chin: "Then what do I want you to do?"

"Do whatever you want to love." Shen Fanyin pushed his shoulders away, directly pulled the car door and slipped away.

"Sanskrit."

She had only walked a few steps when she was stopped by the man in the car.

When her footsteps stopped, she glanced at the people coming and going beside her, and reluctantly turned back: "What are you doing?"

Jing Zeheng put one hand on the car window, and wiped his fingertips over his lower lip: "The weather is dry, remember to wear lipstick."

Shen Fanyin just wanted to say that she had applied it, but before she could open her mouth, her face turned red.

Flow! People!

Jing Zeheng leaned against the car window, watched his little girl's face turn white and red, and stepped on the accelerator before she found the bricks.

Shen Fanyin looked at the car that was leaving, and secretly made up her mind - I had to lock the balcony door tonight.

She adjusted her breathing as she walked towards Xingrui's gate, and by the time she stepped through Xingrui's door, her face had returned to normal.

"Sanskrit."

When Shen Fanyin was waiting for the elevator, Jian Bai came to her side.

Shen Fanyin smiled lightly: "Sister Jian Bai, you worked hard yesterday."

"Huh?" Jian Bai was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "It's not hard, it's just a matter of commanding, and I don't need to keep an eye on it myself."

"That's thanks."

Jian Bai pondered for a moment and looked sideways at her, "What happened yesterday really has nothing to do with me."

"Huh?" Shen Fanyin frowned.

Jian Bai emphasized it so deliberately, I'm afraid it's more than polite.

"Someone pressed this one step ahead of me." Jian Bai said, "There are indeed some rumors that are directed at Yang Qian and you, but they were pressed to death as soon as they appeared."

Shen Fanyin subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door.

But in an instant, she dispelled her doubts, it couldn't be Jing Zeheng.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she asked in a low voice, "Chen Li?"

Jian Bai looked at her in surprise, "Do you have a friendship?"

Her reaction was the same as a direct nod.

Shen Fanyin sneered: "Yes, I almost had a friendship."

Jian Bai has dealt with Shen Fanyin a lot of times, and when he sees her like this, he knows that this "friendship" is definitely not a good friendship.

She pondered for a moment and reminded in a low voice, "Chen Li is very muddy, and he is not a master who can seek peace. Be careful."

"yes, I know." Shen Fanyin smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

"Little things." Jian Bai said nonchalantly, "I want coffee, do you still want to bring two cups to Mr. Su?"

"It's okay, she's hard too."

"What do you drink?"

"I don't need to, I slept well last night, and I'm not busy or sleepy today."

These two cups of coffee were brought in by Shen Fanyin himself for Su Xingmu.

When Su Xingmu saw the coffee, his expression was very exciting.

"Little Ancestor, I'm not at my age to drink coffee all the time." Su Xingmu glared at her, "Especially at night."

She panicked at the thought of the two large cups of coffee that night.

Shen Fanyin smacked his tongue: "I'm not worried that Mr. Su is full of opportunities and lack of energy, how can Xingrui still move without you?"

Su Xingmu: "Don't talk to me like that, I'm afraid you will trick me."

Shen Fanyin smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm just here to get the invitation to the Hundred Images Film Festival."

Of course, she didn't just run this trip for the invitation, but the original questions were answered simply, and she had nothing to ask.

Su Xingmu took out the invitation letter and gave it to her, and after thinking for a while, he chose to get straight to the point: "Fanyin, do you want to let Chen Li over there?"

"Huh?" Shen Fanyin chuckled and looked at her, "Mr. Su is trying to be a lobbyist?"

She smiled, but Su Xingmu saw the biting coldness from the bottom of her eyes.