Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

Tears flowed more and more, Lan Jingyi was extremely helpless.

The half-open door couldn't stop the wind blowing over, making her shiver.

"Second Young Master Jiang, what business did you agree to talk about? Why did you come to such a crappy place? Brother Cheng is really easy for me to find." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, causing Lan Jingyi to "swipe" opened his eyes.

On the lintel facing him, there was a man leaning on a chair at this moment. It was none other than Cheng Qingyang. His tall and straight figure was like a pine tree. look at him, look at him...

If Qingqing is not there, Lan Jingyi feels that Cheng Qingyang is really a man who can make a woman's heart beat faster just by looking at him.

He came, he must have come to rescue her, at least he is from Jiang Junyue.

Jiang Junliang raised his eyebrows, "Brother Cheng didn't come at the right time, I'm dealing with family affairs, why don't we talk about it after the younger brother finishes?"

Cheng Qingyang glanced at the men in the room and Lan Jingyi, "Oh, what kind of game is this? Do you want the overlord to force the bow?"

"Brother Cheng, are you interested?" Jiang Junliang casually tossed down the mobile phone in his hand, with a casual and lazy posture, just like a playboy.

Cheng Qingyang didn't move at all, and only said indifferently: "The second young master should know that I am interested in Jiang Junyue's women."

Jiang Junliang grinned, and the mobile phone in his hand fell back into the palm of his hand with a "bang". With a swipe of his fingertips, he opened the touch screen, and smiled at Yin Qingrou on the screen, but he was about to speak. Just cut it off.

"Hehe, Brother Cheng is really a leopard. The little sheep is not afraid to hide when he sees you. This is Weiming Yuanchang, and it really is extraordinary."

"Whose phone number?" Cheng Qingyang's eyes were slightly cold, and he slashed Jiang Junliang's face casually like a knife blade, but it was as if blood had been seen on the skin, which made people sting.

"Cracking" the phone, Jiang Jun smiled brightly, "Since she is avoiding you, I can't tell who she is. To be a friend, there is still a bit of integrity. Brother Cheng, don't you think so?"

"Uh, you also have so-called friends?"

"Naturally, isn't Brother Cheng one of them?" Jiang Junliang asked back, scanning Cheng Qingyang from top to bottom, "Brother Cheng, you'd better not meddle in my affairs."

"No, he stabbed me once. I will avenge my revenge. I want to order this woman. You can make a price."

"Oh, it turns out that Brother Cheng was woken up by being stabbed. I really have to thank my elder brother, um, there is one more righteous man in this world. Okay, if you really want her to go to Boss Jiang to settle the score, then Just give this number." As he said, he raised two fingers.

"20?"

"Brother Cheng is being stingy."

"200?"

"I, Jiang Junliang, must be better than Hanako to send beggars to Hanako."

The corners of Cheng Qingyang's lips twitched slightly, and finally he straightened up from the lintel, stood there tall and straight, and his momentum suddenly rose, "2000 million, you can make the deal if you want, if you don't, then Forget it, I don't want this woman." After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave without any sign of nostalgia.

Jiang Junliang's mind was full of small calculations, and suddenly, he smiled, moved his body, and rushed to the door, shouting at the back of Cheng Qingyang who was about to turn into the stairwell in the corridor: "Ok, Cheng Brother, it's a deal." Then he turned around and waved at the men in the room, "You guys go out."

2000 million is not a small amount. Yin Qingrou can transfer him a maximum of 300 million each time, which is incomparable with 2000 million. With 2000 million, he can pay back his capital and breathe a sigh of relief. He went to the ends of the earth to have fun, was he still afraid that Yin Qingrou would threaten him with the matter of the old man?

At that time, he had already left the Jiang family, so he didn't care anymore.

The two hit it off immediately, and Cheng Qingyang called Jiang Junliang directly for 2000 million, which was really swift and resolute.

However, looking at the bank where the two of them were connected, she breathed a sigh of relief and transferred the money across the bank. Even if it was really transferred, it would not arrive in the account until tomorrow.

Jiang Junliang handed her over to Cheng Qingyang.

Dragging an injured leg, Lan Jingyi quietly got into Cheng Qingyang's car.

The familiar car, Jiang Junyue used it before, and she also took it.

But the state of mind at that time was obviously different from now.

At that time, Cheng Qingyang and Jiang Junyue were brothers, but now they are enemies.

She sat in the back seat without saying a word, neither did Cheng Qingyang, nor did she.

However, she could hear the conversation between Cheng Qingchang and Jiang Junliang clearly.

He took her from Jiang Junliang not to save her, but to avenge Jiang Junyue.

The low air pressure in the carriage made Lan Jingyi feel suffocated.

"Mind if I smoke a cigarette?" Suddenly, Cheng Qingyang turned his head and asked her politely.

Lan Jingyi nodded, "You can do whatever you want." This is his car, and she is now his prisoner, and she has no or no control over what he wants.

The smoke was suddenly misty in the small compartment, causing Lan Jingyi to cough one after another. Secondhand smoke is the most deadly thing.

"Hehe, let's not smoke." Pushing the window of the car, Cheng Qingyang tossed the half-cigarette that he had only smoked a few puffs onto the road in a beautiful parabola, "Where do you want to go?"

Lan Jingyi watched his movements, but didn't realize what he said for a while, just thinking blankly what he would do to herself?

She knew that he was injured, but she didn't think that the reason why he was injured was because Jiang Junyue stabbed him.

"Lan Jingyi, where do you want to go? I only give you one chance, if you don't say it again, I will escort you to the villa."

"What?" Lan Jingyi just came back to her senses, and looked up at Cheng Qingyang's cold and handsome face in surprise. Recently, he lost a lot of weight.

"Where do you want to go?"

Cheng Qingyang asked repeatedly in a low voice, and she finally understood, "Are you going to let me go?"

"I owe him a life. If you let him go, you will pay him back his life. From then on, I will return to the bridge with him, and we will be enemies when we meet."

"Really let me go?"

"Ah."

"Stop the car." Lan Jingyi hastily shouted in a low voice, before Cheng Qingyang made this decision, she hurriedly got out of the car, when he regretted that she was no longer in his hands.

"Are you sure you can go back by yourself?" Cheng Qingyang asked doubtfully after glancing at the suburban road where there was no car or pedestrian for a long time outside the car window.

"determine."

"Okay, this is your own choice, stop."

The driver stepped on the brakes and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

Lan Jingyi's hand fell on the handle of the car, and the door opened, but she didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but asked Cheng Qingyang determinedly, "Why did he hurt you? For Yin Qingrou?"

"Ah."

There was a sudden pain in her heart, she had known it for a long time, but it still hurt.

"why?"

"No reason." Seemingly impatient, Cheng Qingyang pointed at the car window, his eyes became colder and colder.

Lan Jingyi struggled to put her foot on the road. After all the tossing, her leg injury became more serious. Before she could stand still, Cheng Qingyang's car started and quickly threw her off the old man. far away.

Walking hard, step by step, is painful.

She is really unlucky today.

Feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

Although the rain has stopped now, her wet clothes are still not dry.

Do you want to be so unlucky?

Now that Xuefeng can't find her, she must be crazy, but she doesn't even have a mobile phone, so she can't call Xuefeng at all.

As she was walking, there was a sound behind her, and she turned her head, just in time for a small car to "swipe" past her.

"Hey, wait for me, wait for me." She wants to take a ride, one leg jumps forward like an antelope, waving vigorously and then waving again, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, and she only hopes that the driver can see the back She was in a mess, so she kindly stopped the car and gave her a ride.

Lan Jingyi prayed.

There are many good people in the world.

There are many good people in the world.

I don't know if it was the effect of her prayers, but the car really slowed down, then started to reverse, and stopped on the side of the road after a while, with the window rolled down, the driver turned to her and said, "You want a ride?"

"Well, thank you, driver." Looking at this car again, the sapphire blue Lincoln is high-end and classy, ​​and her muddy appearance will really dirty other people's cars, she suddenly felt a little timid, thinking It means that people will not allow her to get in the car. For rich people, the most important thing is cleanliness.

The driver turned around and seemed to ask the person in the back seat something, and then said disgustedly, "Stomp the mud on your feet, get in the car, my old man believes in Buddhism, you are lucky to meet him, otherwise... ..."

"Cough..." A low cough came from the carriage, and the driver immediately restrained himself. Just when Lan Jingyi felt that the cough was familiar, the driver said, "Get in the car."

Before she had time to think about anything else, Lan Jingyi got into the car and sat on one side in a well-behaved manner. On the other side, there was indeed an old man wearing flower glasses, who was leaning crookedly at this time, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind, "Thank you, old man. .”

The old man wearing glasses nodded and waved his hand, and the car started up again immediately.

It wasn't always her own car, Lan Jingyi was uncomfortable no matter how she sat, and she didn't dare to move around, she sat there upright, wishing she could be liberated when she arrived in the urban area.

"Sister, here is a hand towel, you can wipe it." The driver probably thought her body was too dirty, so he handed her a hand towel to wipe. Lan Jingyi was not polite, wipe it, otherwise she would be embarrassed even on the back Leaning on the back of someone's clean chair, she was really too dirty.

After wiping, he let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the old man on the other side, he must have fallen asleep, with a top hat covering his face, leaning there motionless.

Lan Jingyi pursed her dry lips, lowered her voice and said to the driver, "Can you lend me your phone? I'll let my friend pick me up."

"Here, you can use it, but keep your voice down, and don't disturb our old man's rest."

"Okay." Nodding gratefully, Lan Jingyi took the phone, recalling everything that happened not long ago, she only thought it was a nightmare, but fortunately, she finally woke up from the dream.