Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Half of Lan Shuang's body suddenly felt cold, not an exaggerated description, but a real feeling. It is obvious that it is summer, but half of Lan Shuang's body seems to be soaked in cold water.

She couldn't help but glanced to the right, there was still nothing, but this time the feeling didn't disappear, the thing was still here.

Lancheng Balabala said a lot, and when he finished speaking, he looked up and found that Lan Shuang was staring at the other side in a daze, and immediately frowned in dissatisfaction, "Shuangshuang, did you listen to what I said?"

Lan Shuang turned her head and asked politely: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what did you say later?"

Lan Cheng: "..."

"I said you liked Huo Zhen so much before, don't just like it, take some practical actions and actively pursue him. It's no big deal to lower your figure."

Lan Cheng persuaded earnestly, "When you get married and you become the hostess of the Huo family, what else do you have to worry about? When the time comes, you will work hard to give Huo Zhen a son, and no one will be able to shake your position. Then you'll be out of it."

Lan Shuang's superficial politeness could hardly be maintained any longer. This was actually what a father said to his daughter. If she hadn't known that this book had a modern background, she would almost have thought that she was dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty.

It was getting colder and colder, Lan Shuang interrupted Lan Cheng unceremoniously, "Sorry, I think there is something I need to make clear."

As soon as the words fell, 888 reminded her: "The host, Huo Zhen and the hostess have arrived at the door."

Lan Shuang's eyes flashed, she came just in time!

She looked at Lan Cheng and said seriously, "Dad, I don't like Huo Zhen anymore."

She didn't deny the fact that she liked Huo Zhen before. After all, anyone with long eyes could see it. Denying it would be too boring, so it's better to be more frank.

"Did you hit your head and smash your brain?" Lan Cheng looked at her suspiciously: "You have liked Huo Zhen since you were a child, but after so many years you say you don't like it and you don't like it? How is it possible? Are you angry with him? ? Didn’t I tell you? Don’t be arrogant..."

"Listen to me," Lan Shuang's voice is still hoarse now, "I really don't like Huo Zhen anymore, it's not on a whim, and it's not because of anger, but because of repeated disappointments, he has someone he likes, it's impossible If you like me, why should I rush to post and annoy others?"

She twitched the corners of her mouth lightly, revealing a fragile smile. "I'm also Miss You. I received a good education since I was a child. I'm not a dodder who can't live without a man. This car accident is a blessing in disguise for me. I have thought it through thoroughly."

"I used to think that love was more important, but after walking through the door of hell, I think my life is more important, Huo Zhen, forget it."

Seeing her pale face and sincere tone, Lan Cheng was surprised, did she really come?
Ruan Yining, who was outside the door, looked at Huo Zhen, who was surrounded by a sudden drop in air pressure, "Mr. Huo, Miss Lan is really sad this time, and it's all my fault..."

"What does it have to do with you?" Huo Zhen looked away from Lan Shuang's face on the hospital bed, and said with a cold snort, "It's just playing hard to get, I must have known we were here and told us on purpose."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Lan Cheng was startled, and turned his head to look, "Huo Zhen?"

Lan Shuang also raised her eyes, but her eyes were completely dark.

Lan Shuang: "?"

"Don't look at it."

A gloomy voice rang in her ears, and then something cold stuck to her.

Lan Shuang: "..." With this domineering tone, is he still a tyrant?