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Chapter 191 You Can't Get Too Used To Her(1/2)

"What do you think!" She looked up suddenly, and in the dark night, her eyes were so bright that it was filled with anger.

Zhou Yanchen pursed the corners of his lips into a straight line, crossed her shoulders, and pressed the wall light switch on the wall.

The light burst into his eyes, and Mo Xiran narrowed his eyes and reached out to push him away.

"You don't know that scaring people will scare people! Why don't you turn on the lights in the room? Do you think you are acting in a horror movie! If I'm scared to death by you, can you be responsible!"

A series of words is like a machine gun.

Zhou Yanchen stared at her white little face and suddenly curled the corners of her mouth.

During the Cold War, she was so proud of her words.

When two people are together, they can even speak without saying a word.

I used to dislike her for being noisy, but I haven't heard her say so much in two days, and I actually miss her a little.

"You laugh at the yarn!"

Mo Xiran frowned and strode towards the bathroom over him.

"Bang!" She slammed into the door, and she turned on the faucet and began to wash her hands.

After rubbing each finger, I used half a bottle of hand sanitizer.

But the smell of blood was like a ghost.

"Ah!" She shouted softly, and she looked at herself in the mirror.

His face was as pale as paper, and red bloodshot appeared in the eyes.

How come you are like a female ghost!

After coming out of the bathroom, Zhou Yanchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, not knowing what he was thinking.

She took her clothes to change into the bathroom, took a quick shower and came out.

Her hair was half wet, and she walked to the closet and took out the quilt and pillow from it.

Tatami, how long has it been since I slept in?

Looking back, I saw the little woman lying on the tatami.

Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes were gloomy and flashed with fire.

Do you want to sleep in tatami?

OK, then have enough sleep!

This woman can't spoil her too much!

Walking towards the big bed, Zhou Yanchen lay down and turned off the bedside lamp.

...

Hospital.

On the hospital bed, Wei Qing opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

substitute?

Is she actually a stand-in?

Zhou Yanxi's understatement seemed to be echoing in his ears.

"Do you know you look like a person?"

"What?"

"That person is the cinnabar that Achen's heart, because he can't let it go, so he turned into a scar. Do you think you can get along with Achen? Who would like his scar, let alone this scar or a copy?"

"Mrs. Zhou, to be honest, I don't quite understand what you mean, you..."

"Miss Wei, I said you are a smart person, you must understand. Scars will always be in pain. Now Achen is just trying to give you a little bit of sustenance in his heart."

She has actually fallen to this point.

Holding the corners of the quilt tightly, a warm liquid descended from the corners of your eyes.

But Zhou Yanxi thought that he would give up in this way?

No, dignity has long been dispensable for people like her.

Stand-in? She insists on making the stand-in the master!

...

In a villa.

"Where are people?"

“In the room.”

"Or will not say it?"

"yes."

"Ha! It's okay."

The door was pushed open and someone walked in.

Lan Shaotang raised his head and his eyes darkened.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Mr. Lan, you asked knowingly, don't you?"

The person who came laughed softly, pulled a chair and sat opposite Lan Shaotang.

He held a yellow file bag in his hand, slapped his thighs with the file bag.

"Mr. Lan, guess what? I asked someone to do an appraisal a few days ago and got an interesting result. Do you want to know?"

Lan Shaotang's face changed drastically, and his other eye, which was not covered by bangs, flashed with a fierce light.

"I don't understand what you said!"

"Don't you understand?" The person who came laughed softly and slowly opened the file bag. "Then just read it. I believe Mr. Lan won't even understand the words, right?"

After the words were finished, the information in the file bag was handed over.

Lan Shaotang looked at the man and gritted his teeth and took it.

Looking at the content above, he looked weird.

"With this, do you think it's still important if you say nothing?"

"Do you think this is enough? You are not worthy!" Lan Shaotang panted at the person who came panting.

The man sneered and shook his head, and took out a photo from his pocket.

The photo shows a beautiful woman holding a little girl, "So, what about this?"

Seeing the photos, Lan Shaotang looked dead in an instant.

"I won't let Mr. Lan help for nothing. After the matter is done, it will be 50 million."

...

There are endless traffic and crowds. On the prosperous streets of Ancheng, a black Bentley Sanmu is driving in a low-key manner.

Inside the car, a pair of phoenix eyes were as cold as water, staring at a thin and slender back among the crowd in front of him.

Mo Xiran held a cup of hot coffee in her hand, and a burrito bought from the subway entrance in the other hand, waiting for the traffic lights with many busy office workers.

A company department recognized her and came forward to say hello.

"Assistant Mo, oh, no, Secretary Mo, good morning."

The man smiles shyly and honestly.

Mo Xiran vaguely remembered that this was a former colleague from overseas, so she smiled and said, "Good morning."

Because of Mo Xiran's smile, the man's cheeks turned red.

He has been in love with Mo Xiran since a long time ago.

She is the goddess-like existence in his heart. Since she was promoted to the investment department, he can only occasionally see her in the employee cafeteria.

Thinking of the man tightened the briefcase in his hand, "Have you not had breakfast yet?"

"Ah, this one." Mo Xiran nodded after looking at the coffee and burrito in his hand, "It was too late in the morning, so I bought some. Have you eaten it?"

It was just a polite word, but the man opened his eyes widened in surprise.

Is this caring about yourself?

"I, I've eaten it!" he said, his tone feeling firm.

Mo Xiran blinked his eyes and suddenly felt that this colleague was very strange.

Just as the green light came on, they walked into the Dynasty building together.

"Oh!"
To be continued...
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