President, please comfort me.

Looking at the glamorous, stylishly dressed girl with a unique hairstyle, Zhou Luwen couldn't help but think to herself: So this is Lanling? Zhang Minmin must be mistaken, right? Would the Tang Dynasty like a girl like this?

A flash of impatience crossed Zhou Luwen's eyes, but when she spoke again, her tone was flat and indifferent: "You've come to see Tang Chao? Are you his?"

Seeing that her attitude suddenly turned cold and even seemed a bit aloof, Lanling lost her smile and said stiffly, "Yes, I am his friend."

Lanling lost interest in continuing the conversation. A pretty girl coming to see her in the middle of the night—even if she wasn't a love rival, she was definitely not a good person. She stood aside, preparing to call Tang Chao.

Unsurprisingly, no one answered the phone.

Zhou Luwen, standing to the side, saw that she was calling Tang Chao. She had wanted to see if Tang Chao would answer her call if he didn't, but he didn't answer either. She thought to herself with a hint of sarcasm, "Looks like he's not that important after all."

Zhou Luwen couldn't help but smile: "Ah Chao just said he's still busy. Just tell me what's wrong, and I'll pass on the message when he gets back."

Lanling, who was still looking down at her phone and was already irritable, immediately stopped what she was doing when she heard what she said. She looked up and stared straight at her with sharp eyes that seemed to see right through people and make it impossible for them to hide anything from her.

Standing at 1.7 meters tall, and wearing high heels, she exuded a very imposing presence, and her words were devoid of any warmth: "And who are you to him?"

The other person's demeanor was clearly different from before; he calmly said, "I am his first love."

So she's the white moonlight that Tang Chao had been dating for a month! That's amazing, she even came knocking on his door.

Rivals in love are bound to be hostile, and Lanling, feeling extremely displeased, showed no mercy: "First love? Isn't that just an ex-girlfriend?"

Still not satisfied, she continued to press her advantage: "Who do you think you are, that you need to relay my message to him?"

Lanling's voice was cold, as if it could freeze someone to death: "So capable, Tang Chao didn't answer my call, but he can answer yours? Why don't you call him right now in front of me and tell him that I won't leave the door open for him tonight!"

Lanling was furious and spoke without thinking. Now she just wanted to take back her first impression of her. Elegant, refined, mature and steady? Bah, she was nothing.

I didn't hear Wen Qi and Ye Lin say that Tang Chao has other women around him recently. It's obvious that the woman in front of me is lying.

Even though she knew perfectly well what was going on, she was still uncontrollably angered by the woman's words.

Of course, Zhou Luwen couldn't actually call Tang Chao in front of Lanling. After all, ever since she first heard Zhang Minmin say that a woman always went to the company to deliver flowers and late-night snacks to Tang Chao, she had been calling him for the past few days, but no one answered. That's why she couldn't help but return to China to find him.

After Lanling finished speaking domineeringly, she didn't want to stay any longer, so she turned around and left in her seven-centimeter high heels.

"Damn Tang Dynasty, trash Tang Dynasty, bastard Tang Dynasty, they haven't answered a single phone call in so many days. If they have the guts, they won't talk to me anymore..." Lanling's eyes were wet, and he kept muttering to himself as he walked. He only shut up after taking a taxi back to the Tang Dynasty Family.

Yang Xu came out of the bedroom and saw her looking unhappy. He stood there with his hands in his pockets and asked lazily, "What's wrong? Didn't you go to find Tang Chao?"

Lanling casually tossed her bag onto the sofa and slumped down, her earlier arrogance completely gone. Her voice was muffled and choked with emotion: "I haven't seen anyone. I've been calling for the past few days, but no one answers."

"What's going on? Didn't you say you were getting along really well?" Upon hearing this, Yang Xu, who had been nonchalant, quickly walked over and sat down next to him.

"Yes, and when I went to his house just now, I saw his ex-girlfriend waiting for him at the door."

"Really? How do you know she's his ex-girlfriend?"

"She said it herself."

"She said you..." Yang Xu was about to speak when Lanling's phone rang, interrupting him.

Lanling was feeling down. When she heard the ringtone, she thought it was Tang Chao calling and hurriedly rummaged through her bag for her phone. But before she could be happy for even two seconds, her face turned ashen when she saw the caller ID. It was her brother, Lan Zhan, calling.

"Who is it? You're so happy one minute and unhappy the next."

Lanling looked nervous and hesitated whether to answer: "It's my brother. He urged me to go back a few days ago, but I haven't agreed yet."

"You answer the phone first, maybe it's something else."

Lanling answered the phone, and the other party was indeed quite angry, his voice cold and somewhat displeased: "Lanling! You're getting bolder and bolder, aren't you? You've been gone for so long and haven't come back yet?"

Lan Zhan usually dotes on Lan Ling and rarely speaks to her so seriously unless she gets into trouble or goes too far.

Lanling twitched the corner of his mouth, disregarding everything else, his expression instantly changing, his voice soothing with a smile: "Oh, brother, it's only been a little over half a month, it's not a long time at all. Besides, Xiaoqi, Xiaonuo, and Axu are all here, are you afraid I'll get lost?"

“There’s no reason for them to stay here for so many days. Your parents are worried about you every day. I’m going to the Tang Dynasty Family soon, and they have to come back with me tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, Lanling jumped up in surprise, her voice involuntarily rising: "What? Brother, you're not kidding, are you? Where are you going to be right now?"

"The Great Tang Family." Lan Zhan finished speaking and hung up the phone unilaterally. Then the doorbell rang.

Lanling excitedly told Yang Xu, "We're doomed! My brother's here! He's the one who knocked on the door!"

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it. I'm not afraid. I'll go open the door."

Yang Xu opened the door, and sure enough, it was Lan Zhan, who looked travel-worn.

"Brother Zhan, you're here." Yang Xu greeted him familiarly and even helped him bring his suitcase in.

"Yes, I've come to take that girl back to Xiamen." Lan Zhan spoke gently to Yang Xu. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Lan Ling sitting upright with a smile on his face.

"Brother~" She stepped forward and happily took Lan Zhan's arm, calling out sweetly, which gave Yang Xu goosebumps.

"You guys chat first, I'll go to the kitchen to cut some fruit."

Lan Zhan didn't stand on ceremony with him. After all, when they were in Xiamen, the girls often went to the Lan family home to play, and he treated them all like his younger brothers and sisters.

Lanling, however, called out towards the kitchen, "Brother Xu, I want to eat strawberries."

Lan Zhan watched this scene, frowned, and muttered as usual, "All he knows is how to order Ah Xu around."

"hey-hey."

You can't hit someone who's smiling, especially your younger sister whom you've doted on since childhood. Lan Zhan looked at her with affection, shook his head, sat down, and started to get down to business: "You have to come back to Xiamen with me tomorrow. Mom and Dad may not say it, but they miss you terribly."