Tác giả: Purple Peony Dịch máy
He lanjin wanted to run away, but there was still some distance between her and the locker room. If she ran, Nan Feng would definitely see her. For this reason, she subconsciously stood behind Qiao Hanye.
"Young Master. " Nan Feng happily stepped forward, but he saw Qiao Hanye rushing forward like a bolt of lightning.
Without waiting for him to look inside, Qiao Hanye grabbed him and threw him out.
Nan Feng fell out with a bang. He saw Qiao Hanye lock the door behind him, leaving Nan Feng to get up from the ground. His entire person was in a mess in the wind.
"Has Young Master Gone Mad? " Nan Feng stood up and touched his head.
He had just been thrown out by Qiao Hanye, but he still did not give up.
Feeling that Qiao Hanye was inside, there must be something shameful. Nan Feng wanted to poke his head inside to see what was going on, but the door was locked from the inside.
"Pick the lock? " Nan Feng immediately had this thought.
In the spacious room, he lanjin saw him carry Nan Feng out. She hurriedly turned around, but her feet were entangled by the wedding dress, and she almost fell to the ground.
"Be careful, you should slow down. " Qiao Hanye quickly went forward to support her body.
The man's broad and generous palm supported her chest. He lanjin's face was red. She immediately stood up and walked into the changing room.
She closed the door. Her hands and feet trembled violently. The clothes she was holding fell to the ground. She felt as if someone had touched her while she was having an affair. She felt very guilty.
"Why am I panicking? " He lanjin thought to herself.
After trying it out many times, she finally put on her clothes. She looked at her anxious and red face in the mirror and said softly, "He Lanjin, why are you so rash? "
She took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked out.
"Clang! " The lock was broken, and Nan Feng's figure appeared.
He lanjin was silent, while Qiao Hanye narrowed his cold eyes. His cold gaze was like a cold sword that attacked him. Nan Feng was stunned and said, "this lock is broken. "
"..."He Lanjin was silent.
She stared at the work in Nan Feng's hands, and saw him squatting down to pick up the lock that had just been broken.
"Get lost, " Qiao Hanye roared coldly.
Nan Feng looked at them silently, turned around, and ran. He just happened to see Han Beicheng come in from outside. He asked in puzzlement, "Why is he running? "
However, Nan Feng disappeared in a flash. When Qiao Hanye came out, his expression was clearly unhappy.
"master. " Han Beicheng stepped forward and said respectfully, "recently, Lu Zifan has been trying to find a way to see you, but he was stopped by us. "
He lanjin listened and remained silent.
"Now, Lu Zhicheng and he are at odds with each other. When he finds out about his background and Zhao Tianming's death, Lu Zifan will definitely take a wrong turn. When that time comes, he will definitely take revenge. "
"Now that his backer is gone, the only person in Jiang city who can fight against the LU family is Shengshi Although the people behind him are no longer related to him, Lu Zifan will definitely be able to find some evidence against him. For this reason "perhaps it is as master guessed, he will do whatever it takes to seek refuge with you, " said Han Beicheng.
He lanjin listened quietly and interrupted, "did he come to seek refuge with you out of sincerity or selfishness? "
"Lu Zifan's heart is not right and his ambition is too big. If he keeps it by his side, he might bite back at you. You have to be careful, " said he lanjin.
She did not trust Lu Zifan. It was probably related to his character.
"okay, " Qiao Hanye replied. He reached out and helped her put on her coat, then held her hand and walked out.
Just as she was about to get into the car, she saw he Wenqing Pestering Zhao Yuyi. She didn't know what he was saying, but he looked very anxious, while Zhao Yuyi's face was cold.
"This is? " He lanjin looked at him in confusion.