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The moment Yan Kunfei rushed over, Cong Lang quickly blocked Lan Jing away, and he was embraced by him.

"Brother, woo, you came too timely." Yan Kun didn't realize that he hugged the wrong person, and rubbed Cong Lang's shoulder fiercely.

"Honey, he took advantage of me." Cong Lang immediately turned his head and said to Lan Jing.

With a sullen face, Lan Jing grabbed Yan Kun by the neck and slipped him away.

Only then did Yan Kun realize that the person he was hugging was not Lan Jing, and when he raised his eyes, he was immediately dazzled by the seductive peach blossom eyes in front of him.

Fuck!looks good!

Yan Kun stared blankly at Cong Lang, and the two gangsters standing behind him were also stunned by the visitor, and stared blankly at their companion lying on the ground, not daring to move.

Lan Jing was in a good mood today, so he moved lazily, only glanced at them, and said expressionlessly, "Take him and get out."

As soon as the two gangsters heard this, they quickly lifted their accomplices from the ground and ran away in a hurry.

Lan Jing's voice called back Yan Kun's soul.

Yan Kun turned his eyes away from Cong Lang's face in embarrassment, looked at Lan Jing and shouted excitedly, "Brother!"

"I'm not your brother," Lan Jing said with a sullen face, then frowned, "What are you doing here again?"

Cong Lang could tell that Yan Kun was quite afraid of Lan Jing, he shrank his neck, and did not say a word for a long time in a weak voice.

"Get lost." Lan Jing said impatiently.

Yan Kun didn't dare to say anything. When Lan Jing left, he quickly picked up his hat that was still on the ground, put on the mask and chased after him.

Lan Jing and Cong Lang walked forward for a while. When he heard the voice behind him, he turned around and said coldly, "I'll count to three. If you don't disappear, I will destroy you."

Yan Kun stopped in fright, scratched the back of his neck embarrassingly, glanced at Lan Jing quietly, and didn't dare to move again.

Cong Lang followed Lan Jing to the back door of the bar.

He knew that Yan Kun was Lan Jing's half-brother. Judging by Lan Jing's attitude, he hated this brother very much. Also, no one would like a child born to the third son who ruined his family.

But Lan Jing still saved him, and the moment of anxiety when he rushed over was real.

Lan Xiaojing is really a contradictory person, Cong Lang couldn't help but glance at him.

"What?" Lan Jing felt his gaze and turned his head slightly.

"It's nothing," Cong Lang said with a smile, "I think you're cute."

Probably because he had never been described like this before, Lan Jing was silent for a while before uttering two words, "Sick."

It was just after dinner time, and Lan Ye's traffic hadn't reached its peak yet, and it wasn't time for activities. Although there were quite a few people in the bar, they were relatively quiet.

Ah A was playing tricks in front of the bar, when he saw Lan Jing, he dropped the cup in his hand, ran over and shouted, "Young Master Lan."

Lan Jing nodded and looked at him, "Healed?"

Ah A touched the gauze on his forehead with some embarrassment, "Okay, thank you, Young Master Lan, for saving me."

"Go ahead," Lan Jing waved his hand, "Be smart about what you do in the future."

A few days ago, Lan Jing caught a cold because the boy in front of him had broken up with his boyfriend. He couldn't think about it, so he jumped into the river when he got hot-headed.

Lan Jing went down and picked him up, but the boy refused and jumped again, and Lan Jing followed him to pick him up again.

After tossing and tossing, he caught a cold when he came up.

Ah A was also very ashamed of the stupid things he did before, and he responded very embarrassedly.

"By the way, Young Master Lan, Mr. Lei is here, over there."

Lan Jing looked in the direction of Ah A's finger, his eyelids twitched, and then said to Cong Lang beside him, "Hey, do you want to run first?"

"Huh?" Cong Lang looked at him.

Lan Jing frowned, "I'm afraid he will chop you up."

"No, it's a legal society now," Cong Lang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Since we met, I'll go say hello to Lei Shao."

Lan Jing had no choice but to go there with him.

Lei Shao sat in the innermost booth, the surrounding tables were empty, and there were a few bodyguards standing around.

"Mr. Lei," Lan Jing called out, snapped his fingers, and shouted, "Little A, bring me the wine I kept."

Lei Shao looked at him and said, "I heard that you have caught a cold, are you feeling better?"

"Okay," Lan Jing smiled.

Lei Shao nodded, and turned to look at Cong Lang beside him.

Cong Lang hooked his lips and nodded slightly, "Mr. Lei."

"Young Master Cong," Lei Shao also nodded to him.

Lan Jing opened the chair and sat down with Cong Lang. He poured wine for the three of them, and then said, "Why is Mr. Lei here tonight when he is free?"

"Come and see you," Lei Shao said.

"Oh." Lan Jing responded, picked up the red wine just poured in front of him, and was about to take a sip, but Cong Lang stopped him, took the glass from his hand, and said softly, "It's not suitable to drink after taking cold medicine. I'll drink with Mr. Lei."

This gesture was too intimate, Lan Jing froze for a moment, and glanced at Lei Shao.

Lei Shao had no expression on his face.

Cong Lang held up his glass and smiled at Lei Shao, "I heard that Mr. Lei took good care of Lan Jing before and helped him a lot. Here, I would like to offer Mr. Lei a glass. Thank you for taking care of him. place, as long as Mr. Lei speaks, I will definitely help."

Lei Shao didn't move, stared at the wine glass held in front of his eyes for a while, and then asked in a steady voice, "Young Master Cong and Xiaojing have a good relationship?"

Cong Lang's words clearly classified Lan Jing as his own, which was undoubtedly a provocation to Lei Shao.

Lan Jing cleared his throat and said, "Young Master Cong and I just..."

"I'm his boyfriend," Cong Lang cut off his words, and smiled at Lei Shao, "I'm dating him."

Lei Shao still had no emotion on his face, but the atmosphere around him was visibly tense.

He stared at Cong Lang, then turned his gaze to Lan Jing after a long while, and asked calmly, "Xiao Jing, is that so?"

Lan Jing didn't say anything, and after a while, he looked at Lei Shao and replied, "Yes."

"I know." Lei Shao said.

He stood up from the card seat, said nothing, and walked away from the bar.

The bodyguard behind him followed him.

Yan Kun managed to turn out from the alley, returned to the main road, and then happily jumped towards Lan Ye.

As a result, before he went in, he ran into Lei Shao who was expressionless at the door.

Yan Kun was so frightened that his blood turned pale, he turned and ran, but was blocked by two bodyguards in front of him.

He shrank his neck very timidly, turned around and smiled at Lei Shao, "Brother Lei."

"What are you doing here?" Lei Shao looked at him.

Yan Yun couldn't bear the deep, introverted but menacing eyes of the mafia boss, lowered his head like a child who made a mistake, and murmured, "I...that, I... "

Lei Shao wouldn't let him come to this kind of place, he didn't dare to say that he came to the bar to have fun.

"Does your agent know when you come out?" Lei Shao asked.

Yan Kun shook his head and whispered, "...I sneaked out and didn't tell her."

After speaking, he sneaked a glance at Lei Shao, and immediately lowered his head again.

Then he heard Lei Shao's subordinates order, "Send the young master back."

Yan Kun didn't dare to refute, he just glanced at Lan Ye's signboard reluctantly, and was put on the car.

And Lan Jing in the bar waited for Lei Shao to leave, frowned and looked at Cong Lang, "Why do you..."

Cong Lang pulled the man over and sat on his lap, the corner of his mouth was still smiling, but his eyes were a little dangerous.

He put his hand directly into Lan Jing's back waistband, stared at him and said with a smile, "Honey, I'm a little angry, you'd better not talk now."