"Kidnap?" Mo Xiran held Lan Ziyue's arm and said in surprise: "Do you say Uncle Lan has been kidnapped?!"

Nodding, Lan Ziyue stared at Zhou Yanchen, "You, will you save your father?"

Zhou Yanchen didn't speak, and his slender fingers gently tapped on the table, which was very rhythmic.

When he thinks about problems, he will make such small moves.

Lan Ziyue didn't know, and when she saw that he didn't speak, she thought he didn't want to.

When I was anxious, tears filled my eyes, "Brother! Please, save my dad, and my mom..."

"Ziyue." Mo Xiran held the back of Lan Ziyue's hand and whispered: "Don't worry, Achen will find a way."

Lan Ziyue sucked her nose and lowered her head.

Zhou Yanchen shook his body when he heard Lan Ziyue say that he was mother.

After a long time, he spoke again: "How did you come? How did you know I'm here?"

"Someone sent me here." Lan Ziyue whispered, looking up at Zhou Yanchen.

She said again: "He said, he said you were my brother, he said I came to you and said you know what to do."

"Achen, who is it? Is it Zhou Xian or Zhou Changlong?" Mo Xiran frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her and uttered two words in a slow voice: "Zhou Xian."

Mo Xiran didn't know why he was so sure, so he didn't bother to ask specifically, "What should I do now?"

"Eat first." Zhou Yanchen glanced at Lan Ziyue and said lightly.

At this time, no one has an appetite.

Just take a few bites.

Mo Xiran cleaned up the dishes and washed them while listening to the movements in the living room.

A sister suddenly appeared, and he should be difficult to accept.

Thinking about it now, Lan Ziyue looks a little similar to Zhou Yanchen.

They should have inherited the appearance of Lan Shaotang.

After washing the dishes, she walked out of the kitchen.

In the living room, the two of them sat on the sofa, without saying a word.

The TV shows are not so embarrassing.

Mo Xiran came over, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

After looking at Zhou Yanchen, she chose to sit next to Lan Ziyue.

"When did your dad and mom get caught?"

Lan Ziyue glanced at Zhou Yanchen again, then said, "Yesterday, last night."

Nodded, Mo Xiran patted Lan Ziyue on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Achen will definitely save your father and mother."

"Really?" Lan Ziyue's eyes widened and surprised to confirm again, "Really?"

"Really." Nodded, Mo Xiran looked at Zhou Yanchen, "Is it? Achen?"

Zhou Yanchen looked indifferently, and the phoenix eyes could not see the color.

The hope that Lan Ziyue had just risen fell again. She pinched her fingers aggrievedly and said softly: "I know you don't like us, but, but my dad is also your dad, he..."

"Enough!" After the loud noise interrupted Lan Ziyue's words, Zhou Yanchen suddenly stood up, "He has nothing to do with me!"

"How could you say that!" Lan Ziyue couldn't believe it, "That person said, "You are! It's your father's..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Yanchen paused word by word, and it seemed that he was really angry.

Mo Xiran immediately smoothed out the situation and held Lan Ziyue's arm, "Ziyue, be good, come back to the room and rest first, I'll tell him."

Lan Ziyue bit her lips and her eyes were red.

Mo Xiran took her into the bedroom, settled her, turned around and closed the door and came out.

In the living room, Zhou Yanchen still stood there as he was just now.

With a sigh, she walked up to him, reached for his waist and pressed her face against his chest.

After a warm heart in my arms, my confused phoenix eyes finally got a focus.

Zhou Yanchen lowered his eyes and stared at her hair.

After a while, he reached out to her.

"Achen, what are you going to do?"

Mo Xiran asked with his head raised in his arms.

She didn't believe what he said had nothing to do with him.

On the contrary, she knew his soft heart best.

I'm afraid that no matter what request the other party makes, he will do what he wants.

"Do you want to call the police?"

After all, it was a kidnapping, and this is the only way that Mo Xiran could come up with.

"It's useless." Touching her face, Zhou Yanchen looked at somewhere behind her and sneered.

I'm afraid this time, with Situ Jing's help, it would be useless to call the police.

Due to the pressure from the Situ family, the case on him has not been completely resolved yet.

"That……"

"I know what he wants."

"You know? What is it?"

Zhou Yanchen didn't say anything when he bounced his fingers on Mo Xiran's forehead.

At night, Mo Xiran accompanied Lan Ziyue to sleep in the bedroom, and Zhou Yanchen had to sleep in the sofa all night.

But he was not sleepy.

At around 2 a.m., I was still standing by the window and smoking silently.

The night was filled with cold expression on Zhou Yanchen's face.

Just like this, one night passed.

Early in the morning, Mo Xiran and Lan Ziyue had not woken up yet, so he took out his cell phone and called Fu Mingrui.

"Damn! Why did you do so early!"

Fu Mingrui was obviously still sleeping, his voice exuding a strong sense of displeasure.

Zhou Yanchen paused for a moment and said, "Things have changed."

With only four words, Fu Mingrui was completely awakened immediately.

Rake his hair, he asked heavily, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yanchen held his cell phone, and the male voice was cold and cold: "If I don't count the shares in my hand, how much chance of winning do we have?"

“…”

After a long time, Fu Mingrui spoke: "What do you mean? It's not the shares in your hands?"

"Um."

Knowing that Zhou Yanchen would not make such jokes, Fu Mingrui thought for a while and said, "If you want me to say it, 50%."

Zhou Yanchen curled his lips: "It's almost the same as what I thought."

"Yanchen, what happened?"

"This is how it comes first."

Without explaining, Zhou Yanchen hung up the phone.

Behind him, one more person breathing.

He turned around and saw that it was Lan Ziyue.

She was wearing Mo Xi dyed clothes, her hair was a little messy and sleepy, but her eyes were a little red and swollen. She seemed to have cried for a long time last night.

The two of them stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

They should have been the closest people, but for various reasons, they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

After moving, Lanzi spit out a word for a long time: "Beginning."

Zhou Yanchen narrowed her and turned around again.

Lanziyue's nose tip became sore and she lowered her head.

Suddenly, a quiet male voice came slowly: "Ash."
To be continued...