Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Be in awe of everything, and don't speak if you can.

Lan Xin raised her eyebrows and thought, just like what she said, Su Mili should like this drama very much.

"Sister Wei, can you tell me about this scene?"

When Lan Xin was in a daze, the female number three in the play approached her and asked her about the play. Lan Xin glanced at her and talked to her calmly. The third female number thanked her and left.

"It's said that you have a bad temper, but now it seems that you are too good-tempered to let others slander you like this!"

Qi Ye, who was standing aside, smiled and said, Lan Xin didn't take it seriously, "Seeing may not be believing!"

After Lan Xin finished speaking, she glanced at the time. It was getting late, and she and Ning Yan agreed to go to Haiwan Lane to eat seafood together.

Ning Yan hadn't arrived yet.

She hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dial the phone.

However, the person Lan Xin thought of had just driven the car into Ning's old house.

Parking the car on the parking lot of the villa, Ning Yan lit a cigarette and pinched it between his fingertips. The curl of smoke rose, and he walked towards the villa calmly with his long, slender legs.

Qiao Qiao saw him from a long distance, and naturally saw the cigarette he was lighting but not smoking.

"You're almost out of cigarettes."

She gently reminded her, and after Ning Yan heard it, she gracefully smashed it into the crystal ashtray.

"...No more smoking?" Mrs. Ning asked.

Ning Yan nodded, his eyes were light: "Lan Wei doesn't like the smell of cigarettes on my body. Grandma, you are in such a hurry to call me over, what's the matter?"

Madam Ning frowned, and asked unhappily: "Why, I can't call you back if I have nothing to do?"

"Lan Wei wants to eat seafood today. If I don't pick her up, no one will care about her."

Almost immediately, Mrs. Ning saw Qiao Qiao's dimmed face, and couldn't bear it, she said, "Qiaoqiao, I have some things I want to talk to A Yan alone, you go up first."

Qiao Qiao didn't struggle, anyway, she didn't want to hear Ning Yan say something that would hurt her heart.

After watching her go upstairs, Mrs. Ning's expression only showed a slight anger.

"When Qiaoqiao is here, can't you mention Lan Wei less? Can't you see that she is not feeling well?"

Ning Yan glanced sideways at Mrs. Ning, "Qiaoqiao will get used to it!"

He never thought of avoiding Lan Wei in front of Qiao Qiao, because he couldn't avoid it completely, so it's better not to avoid it!
Qiao Qiao has been with Mrs. Ning for nearly 20 years. Although she also likes Lan Wei, the granddaughter-in-law, in just half a year, how can she match the relationship with Qiao Qiao.

Mrs. Ning was silent for a while, and then she went straight to the business: "A Yan, I know that you have never been interested in doing business, and you have been preparing for the matter of going directly to the capital to embark on your journey two years ago, I hope you will go there quickly! "

What should have been completed two years ago, Ning Yan underwent a change of heart, which completely disrupted all plans.Ning Yan should have embarked on the path he planned long ago.

"If Qiaoqiao hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about it! If there is no problem, you will leave the day after tomorrow."

"I won't leave City A within two months!"

Ning Yan stroked his fine white sleeves, and lazily returned to the old lady. He sat up on the sofa and said, "If there is nothing else, I'll go back first!"

When he was almost at the door, Mrs. Ning's old voice sounded: "A Yan, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Ok, I know."

Ning Yan responded without looking back: "You have never discussed with me what you decided. I changed my mind two years ago, and I married Lan Wei half a year ago..."

He started to walk forward with a calm voice, but Mrs. Ning was inexplicably panicked.

"This time, I really can't listen to you!"

Mrs. Ning is right, he does not aspire to be in business, but he does not know how much of his aspiration to enter politics is his own will!
Ning Yan didn't feel the need to continue walking for two years.

Ning Yan walked out of Ning's house and drove directly to the crew of "Butterfly Wings".

However, he was still in vain, and a moderate character in the play told him that Lan Xin had already left with Qi Ye.

Ning Yan took out her mobile phone and called Lan Xin, the tone was busy.

With stormy eyes in his eyes, he dialed the number to Ye Fan's phone.

"10 minutes, Lan Wei's position!"

Ning Yan suppressed the irritability in his heart and tugged at the collar of his suit. He actually knew that since she was trapped last time looking for him and he was not there, Lan Xin's already weak trust in him disappeared without a trace.

It is also because of this incident that he finally understands that what Lan Xin did in the past, which in his opinion was unreasonable and troublesome, may be true.

But the person who attacked her had clean hands and feet, and had no usable clues.

He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, groped up and down to find the fire, and stopped when he found it.The call came in: "Young Madam is in Bay Lane."

……

Lan Xin didn't particularly like to eat. When he was with Gu Heng, Lan Xin was spoiled with bad habits. If there is anything he wants to eat, he must eat it.

When Ning Yan wasn't here, she invited others to eat!

The prawns that Lan Xin peeled were pitted and ugly, Qi Ye laughed at her twice, and when she was peeling the third prawn perfectly and neatly for Lan Xin, Ning Yan stepped on the cold ground and walked in.

There was a biting chill in a pair of beautiful eyes that couldn't tell the shape.

"Film Emperor Qi, are you free?"

Qi Ye's action of peeling the shrimps stopped, and the grumpy smile on his face was a little wanton: "I'm not busy, but it's not like I don't even have time to eat with the proprietress!"

Ning Yan's face turned pale, and in the blink of an eye, he became cold again. Qi Ye was forced into a cold sweat by the sudden drop in temperature in the private room. After hesitating for 2 minutes, he said, "Boss, I'm full, so I won't be here as a light bulb." Already!"

Ning Yan nodded, like an emperor looking down on the world.

Qi Ye didn't say a word, just strode out of the box door with his coat in hand.

From the moment Ning Yan came in, to the time when he and Qi Ye were at war, Lan Xin didn't even lift her eyelashes, she looked like a delicate doll, lifeless and without too many thoughts.

The irritability in Ning Yan's heart deepened, and he stretched out his hand to grab Lan Xin's wrist.

Lan Xin shook off: "You smell too much of cigarettes, can you keep a distance from me?"

Ning Yan backed away according to her words, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "Lan Wei, let's talk!"

Lan Xin noticed Ning Yan's movements, and the lower eyelids were cast with a shadow due to the blinking of eyelashes.

This is a man, when she tried to persuade her with good words and was only for his own good, he would only get bored, but now, she is tired of caring about him, but because she doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, he also reduces smoking, or even doesn't smoke!
"Are you still minding that I didn't answer the phone?"

"no!"

Lan Xin replied without thinking, she just wanted to eat shrimp!
She thought so, and said so, Ning Yan smiled: "Then why don't you wait for me? I'll take you to eat whatever you want!"

"I thought there was something wrong with you." Lan Xin's voice was soft and sweet.

But, to put it bluntly, I still mind.

"Lan Wei, I want to hear the truth!" Ning Yan chuckled, and suddenly found that this woman was harassing him, leaving him helpless.

"Can't I mind? When you went to see Qiao Qiao off that day, you clearly told me to call you if you have something to do. Could it be that I'm trapped, isn't there something wrong?"

There was a little innocence in Lan Xin's eyes, and she was a little puzzled: "You said that, and you turned around and promised Qiao Qiao to turn the phone to silent. Can I understand that you still want to divorce me?"

Ning Yan's eyebrows quickly turned cold: "I want to divorce, but can you still sit here intact?"

Lan Xin sneered, and withdrew her gaze from Ning Yan: "You want a divorce, but I would rather die! I don't want to let you go free!"

Let Ning Yan go free, what about her mother, what about her resentment all over her body?
How could she forget her calf fracture, excessive blood loss, gunshot wound to the arm, stab wound to the chest, unconsciousness when the feast was hit by a crystal chandelier, trapped many times, and almost died in a car accident?
"I believe in you time and time again, what have you given me? Waiting in vain, promises that will never be fulfilled, and... giving up without hesitation!"

Lan Xin said while packing her bag, her eyes seemed to have scattered starlight, shining brightly, like tears.

"Ayan, I'm a human being! I'm still a woman! If you don't mind anything, won't your demands on me be too high?"

Marrying him, she has been in the police station, sold blood, suffered a lot and suffered a lot, shed a lot of tears and blood, every time she thought that her efforts would be rewarded, she would sink into the sea!
She was in real pain, and her heart was pierced like a knife!
The smile on Ning Yan's face did not diminish, but it lost three points of warmth and two points of coldness.

"Okay, as long as you feel good, I can accept this level of cold violence!"

Lan Xin was a little annoyed. Ning Yan's words sounded like she was making trouble for no reason, but she didn't tell a lie. He was calm, but it was her who experienced all this, not him!

She picked up her bag, stood up and walked out. Ning Yan caught up with her in two steps, stretched out her iron arm to wrap around Lan Xin's bare waist, and patted her back with one hand to comfort her: "You are an artist, Getting angry gets old fast!"

Lan Xin pushed the person away: "Don't worry about it!"

Ning Yan let go of her, and followed her out of Haiwan Lane leisurely, with an unlit cigarette still in his fingertips.

The two of them arrived at the villa all the way, Lan Xin kicked off his shoes, and dragged the slippers up the stairs.

Ning Yan asked Zhang Ma to warm up a cup of milk for Lan Xin, took it and carried it up to the second floor, watched Lan Xin drink it before leaving the bedroom and going to the study to deal with the backlog of work.

Due to the unreasonable diet, there was a stabbing pain in his stomach that could not be ignored. Ning Yan frowned, lowering his eyelashes and continuing to process the urgently needed documents tomorrow.

The sound insulation effect of the study room is very good, and the night is getting quieter and quieter.

Lan Xin has been dreaming since she fell asleep.

Her chest was soft, and she knew it was a dream, but she couldn't break free.