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Song Lan's bright and dark eyes stayed on Yan Jiu's face, and the color of surprise flashed past them.

Yan Jiu was about to take back his hand, but he held it back, and then his clear voice sounded again, "You are a little different now than before."

Yan Jiu was startled by his actions at first, but immediately understood after hearing his words.

He should be saying that his repaired face is indeed much more eye-catching than when she was disfigured before.

"What I mean is that you look more like a mature woman than before."

Yan Jiu pursed her lips and smiled decently and detachedly. She pulled her hand back more forcefully, "Boss Song is absurd, you are now full of the demeanor of a successful person."

Song Lan looked at the whiteness pulling away from her hand little by little, and the smile on her face remained unchanged, "Yan Jiu, when did you become so polite, who is with whom, you should call me Song Lan, listen Feel comfortable."

"Okay, Song Lan." Yan Jiu shouted politely, walked to the sofa and sat down, "Then let's talk about the contract now, Song Lan?"

Song Lan followed her and sat down opposite her, "Actually, there's no need to talk about it. I said I wanted to cooperate with the Zhai family, but I actually wanted to meet you. You're so smart, can't you figure it out?"

Such things happened six years ago, but he seemed to have forgotten all about it. Faced with her, he was still as gentle as a spring breeze. Yan Jiu's hand that passed the teacup suddenly trembled, and the hot tea spilled on the back of her hand. Hissed.

Song Lan quickly took the teacup in her hand with one hand and put it down. With the other hand, she grabbed her scalded hand and blew lightly on it.

Yan Jiu pulled her hand back and covered herself, but Song Lan took the mineral water beside her, unscrewed it, took her hand again, and poured it on the back of her red hand.

The burning pain on the back of the hand gradually disappeared under the cold water. After pouring a bottle of water, Song Lan checked carefully and confirmed that there were no blisters before he was relieved. hurt yourself."

He lowered his eyes to look at her, "I don't want you to fail when we meet for the first time after the reunion."

Yan Jiu's eyes moved slightly, as if there was something in her heart that wanted to come out.

"I didn't pay attention just now." Yan Jiu said, seeing the soaked documents on the table, she was a little embarrassed, "This is no longer available, can you wait a while? I'll ask them to get a new contract."

"It's okay, I said don't watch it, I believe you, you can set a time and we can just sign the contract directly."

Song Lan didn't care at all, her gaze was still on the back of her hand, "You need to take medicine, otherwise you will recover slowly."

"En." Yan Jiu nodded, thanking him for the reminder.

Yan Jiu invited Song Lan to have lunch together in the staff cafeteria, but saw Huo Xuan who also came to eat, and she was accompanied by a tall man.

Yan Jiu met him, he was with Mr. Zhang at the welcome banquet that day, he was Mr. Zhang's grandson, named Zhang Ruoyu.

It seems that Zheng Ping didn't lie last time, Zhang Ruoyu did come to Zhai's house to see her. Since Zheng Ping made such a big mess, Huo Xuan was naturally the only candidate left.

"Your cousin is really so cruel, did she really send Zheng Ping to the detention center?"

"Master Zhang, that's not what you said. If Zheng Ping hadn't stabbed Yan Jiu with a knife, why would Yan Jiu call the police? How can this be considered cruel?"

"But Zheng Ping is also a member of your Zhai family, right? Is there something that the family can't solve without closing the door? You have to send people to that kind of place. I think Yan Jiu's heart is very hard."

Song Lan at the side frowned tightly upon hearing his words.

Yan Jiu sat across from him, and then found that his expression was wrong, and said with a smile, "He is right, Zheng Ping's matter can indeed be sent back to Zhai's house, but I don't want to let her go easily, so I put her Sent to jail."

Song Lan said angrily: "That's what it should be. I'm just angry that there is such a dangerous thing around you. Fortunately, you are fine!"

"Okay, you've said it all, am I okay? Have a good meal, and the contract will be re-fixed in the afternoon." Yan Jiu comforted him with a smile, and when he saw that he was about to speak again, she directly stuffed a marinated egg into his mouth Li, "I know you believe me, but the amount involved in this contract is too large. Even if you want to help me, you have to take a serious look, okay?"

With her mouth blocked, Song Lan could only nod her head in agreement.

After dinner, Yan Jiu wanted to send Song Lan away, but he said that he was fine in the afternoon, so he took Song Lan to the lounge downstairs to rest, while he returned to the office. Just as he sat down, he heard There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Yan Jiu said, looking towards the door.

Seeing the assistant who followed Song Lan just now push the door in, Yan Jiu was puzzled, "Is there something wrong?"

Jian Hao nodded and raised the bag in his hand.

"Mr. Yan, this is the burn ointment and some anti-inflammatory medicine that Mr. Song asked me to bring to you."

"..."

Yan Jiu was speechless. Apart from the fact that the back of her hand was a little redder than other places, it was really nothing, not even pain.

It was really unnecessary for Song Lan to send these things.

"Thank you Mr. Song for your kindness, but I'm not seriously injured..."

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Song said that you should remember to apply medicine on your hand, otherwise you will get infected. He still wants to invite you to play golf."

Seeing that Yan Jiu was about to refuse, Jian Hao quickly repeated Song Lan's words.

Seeing that he was just a helper, Yan Jiu stopped being embarrassed, "Thank you Mr. Song for me."

Jian Hao put the bag on Yan Jiu's table, then turned and left.

Taking out the moist hot burn cream in the bag, Yan Jiu found that besides some anti-inflammatory drugs, there were gauze and iodophor inside, so she couldn't help but twitched her mouth.

She was only slightly burned, why did Song Lan feel like she was seriously injured?
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the project department sent the contract. The contract was originally archived in the computer, but in order to be worthy of Song Lan's trust, Yan Jiu asked the project department to optimize it again before bringing it.

In the coffee shop downstairs of Zhai's, Yan Weiwei was sitting opposite Song Lan, with disappointment in her eyes.

"Brother Lan, why didn't you tell me when you returned to China? We grew up together, did you forget about Weiwei?"

Song Lan sat on the chair cynically, holding a fidget spinner in his hand, and said calmly, "I'm too busy to take care of it. How is Weiwei?"

"Very good." A smile appeared on Yan Weiwei's face when he heard him asking about herself.

Song Lan's cell phone rang suddenly, he answered and hung up the phone, he stood up, "I'm going up to sign a contract with your sister, let's go first."

"Brother Lan, it just so happens that I haven't seen my sister for a long time, let's go together!" Yan Weiwei called to stop him, stood up and took his arm.