Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 91: It's Useless, It's Affectionate (15)

Tang Ruochen wasn't talking, but he was thinking about the four words that Dr. Shen said in his mind, mental disorder....

In fact, he didn't know much about Lan Weiwei's past. He only knew that she, like himself, was abandoned by her family. He felt every bit of stubbornness in her bones and every bit of loneliness in her heart, but... He has almost never seen psychological barriers in her, but Lan Weiwei's various behaviors after being drunk, and since getting along with her these days, sometimes she really makes herself...unexpected.

Occasionally, she is in a trance, and she often curls up in a corner when sleeping, like a frightened child. Sometimes, her eyes are helpless, and she suddenly becomes very vulnerable...Unknowingly, it turns out that her various expressions They were all deeply engraved in my heart, and those scenes floated in my mind like ghosts, lingering.

After Dr. Shen left, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the dark night sky was completely silent. Tang Ruochen stood on the balcony feeling the night breeze, and finally took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Jiale's name. The voice rang twice, only to hear the phone call The other end was extremely messy, he knew that Zhao Jiale was at the bar.

"Why did you hear me at this time?" Could it be loneliness?Zhao Jiale thought to himself, why would he want to come to the bar for fun?

At this moment, he was not in the mood to pay attention to his nonsense, and directly said straight to the point: "I want Lan Weiwei's information...I want it now!"

When Zhao Jiale heard the words, recalling those three words, a light flashed in his mind, "Is that the donor?"

Donor?Mentioning these two words, Tang Ruochen felt a little harsh and very uncomfortable, so he corrected, "Can you speak human language?"

Only then did Zhao Jiale recall that he had indeed investigated her in detail back then, facing Tang Ruochen's abrupt phone call tonight, he couldn't help but doubt: "Okay, okay, woman, I remember you didn't want it when I gave it to you, but why do you want it now?" I have her information, is there any problem?"

"Do I need to explain to you?" Tang Ruochen asked back.

Zhao Jiale quickly waved his hands on the other end of the phone, and said with a smile, "No...no need, but...but I'm at the bar."

"I'll give you half an hour." After speaking, Tang Ruochen hung up the phone.

Zhao Jiale looked up to the sky outside the bar door and let out a long sigh. He glanced eagerly at the beauties passing through the bar, and couldn't help swallowing, "My goddesses...it seems that I won't be able to enjoy it tonight."

Half an hour later, Tang Ruochen waited in front of the computer for the news from Zhao Jiale. Tang Ruochen clicked on the mailbox and opened Lan Weiwei's profile:

Name: Lan Weiwei.

The eldest lady of Lan's enterprise, her father, Lan Tian, ​​the president of Lan's enterprise, and her mother, Xia Jin, have passed away.

After reading this, Tang Ruochen's eyebrows twitched.

Stepmother, Lin Jiao, vice president of Lan's company, and half-sister, Lan Feifei, is still studying abroad.

Personal experience introduction:

... At the age of seven, his parents divorced, his mother passed away, and the cause of death is unknown. After Lan Tian and Lin Jiao got married, they left the Lan family and lived in the school dormitory. Later, they bought a house in District A and never returned to the Lan family...

After reading this, Tang Ruochen faintly felt something. At this moment in the dead of night, after he turned off the computer, his heart could no longer calm down.

Tang Ruochen gently pushed the door of Lan Weiwei's bedroom open. She was still unconscious and struggled incoherently from time to time. He walked over and gently held her flustered little hand, but he didn't know how to comfort her...

He had no choice but to hold her hand all the time, and every time she struggled, he would cover her with the quilt again, just like that, guarding her by the bed all night.

(End of this chapter)