willing to be wrong for you

Chapter 28
Regarding the liquidation of Feng Tianjun and Fang Yichen's pre-marital property, Gao Wei has always been in charge, with Zhan Lan assisting.To put it bluntly, I just help out occasionally, make a report or something, so I'm not very busy.

As soon as the get off work bell rang in the afternoon, Zhan Lan packed her things and was about to leave.

At this time, the little girl who was in charge of the previous generation's reception took the elevator upstairs, ran up to Zhanlan, and said in amazement: "Lawyer Jiang, someone is looking for him downstairs. He is a handsome guy, very handsome."

Zhanlan was puzzled, and said without humility, she really knew a lot of handsome guys.

Who is looking for her?

Sister Lin at the side heard it and hurried over: "Hey, handsome guy? Zhanlan, I found that you are usually boring and don't like to talk, but you are actually a boring kid. Hurry up and recruit, when did you meet the handsome guy, and establish a relationship Is it? Is it the guy who blocked the ticket for us last time?"

When the little girl heard what Sister Lin said, she also asked curiously: "What is the ticket, have you seen Sister Lin?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you? It was the last time Zhanlan and I went shopping, and then..."

Zhanlan didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, and went downstairs with her bag.As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw the "handsome guy" that the little girl called.She stopped involuntarily.

The man was wearing a casual sweatshirt, tall and slender, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby, his whole figure seemed to be soaked in the sunlight, and his white shirt occasionally fluttered in the wind, forming a beautiful dynamic picture.

Just standing there attracted a lot of admiring eyes from the opposite sex.

Xu Shi noticed the movement from Zhanlan's side, he turned around slowly, and saw Zhanlan standing near the elevator, showing a charming smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

In a small cafe near a law firm.

Occasionally there was a cool breeze, and Zhanlan tucked her long hair behind her ears with her hands.

"It's been a few years, and you still haven't changed at all. Still, you can recognize it at a glance." The man opposite him looked fierce and smiled.

Zhanlan raised her head, met his eyes, and after a while, gently raised the corners of her lips: "No, I've changed, but you haven't noticed it yet."

"Really?" He smiled, and gently flipped the teaspoon in his hand: "I haven't seen you for two years."

She nodded: "well, more than two years."

"I just didn't expect that you would come together with my brother." He sighed.

Zhan Lan didn't know how to answer, so she could only avoid the important thing and said lightly: "That was in the past, he is about to get engaged to Miss Fang."

"But the person he likes is you."

The blue language is blocked.

This, she cannot deny.

She could sense Feng Tianjuan's intentions for her.

Although they would often quarrel, each time it would not last very long, and the man who had always been arrogant would bow his head and connive frequently in front of her.

"What about you? Has the painting unfolded?" I still remember when I met him in France, his biggest wish at that time was to open a painting exhibition that really belonged to him. At that time, she was also his model and agreed that if he became famous one day, Be sure to give her the most beautiful painting ever.

Feng Qing nodded with a smile. When talking about his favorite hobby, his eyes were shining: "I opened it once in France and Italy, and it was very successful. When I come back this time, I am also planning to open an art exhibition here. After all, here It is my hometown, and this is my long-cherished wish."

"It's so wonderful. When I met you, you spent all day in the studio. If Lidya didn't bring you meals every day, you would probably starve to death."

Recalling the past, no, it was an embarrassment, Feng Qing also smiled: "Lidya is now my assistant."

"Really?" Zhan Lan felt pleasantly surprised: "I really admire her for being able to accompany you, an unsuccessful painter, for so long. You must have succeeded now, otherwise I don't know how long she will stay with you in the dark studio."

"Ellen." Feng Qing suddenly called her by her name when she was in France.

Zhan Lan didn't realize it at first, and it's been a long time since she's been called that by others, so she's not used to it.

She smiled. "What is it, Frankie?"

"There is one thing I wanted to ask you a long time ago, but I at that time... really couldn't ask." He looked at her seriously, with gentle ripples in his quiet eyes: "If you really and My brother is separated, can you consider me?"

Zhan Lan froze. She and Feng Qing had not known each other for a long time in France, but maybe it was enough for Feng Qing who always did what he wanted. After all, an artist has a different vision from an ordinary person like her.

She thought that two people had to get along and get to know each other for a long time, but Feng Qing simply felt that it felt right, and that was fine.

She lowered her eyelashes, not knowing how to speak, she is not good at rejecting people: "I..."

"Don't talk yet!" He interrupted suddenly.

Zhan Lan was inexplicable, Feng Qing smiled slightly: "I seem to be able to predict what you want to say, so before you speak, I'd better not let you say it. Forget it, I was abrupt, you just ended a relationship , and you and I have just met again, so many uncertainties added together, if you really agree, you will not be the Ellen I know."

Zhanlan feels sorry.

Feng Qing stretched out his hand to her: "Be friends first, huh?"

Zhan Lan stared at his broad and warm palms. Unlike Feng Tianjuan, his fingertips were not pure white, because they had been in contact with dyes all year round, and their fingertips had light and different colors, but they were strangely beautiful.

She sighed softly, put her hand on his palm, and smiled: "It's my honor to be friends with the great painter."

Feng Qing chuckled when he heard this: "You're teasing me again."

Zhanlan also smiled.In fact, it was an accident to meet Feng Qing. At that time, she was an exchange student in France, and Feng Qing was his street performer.

At that time, he was very decadent, with a beard and long hair, and he had the air of an artist who had no ambitions.In order to earn some daily expenses, she started to work as Feng Qing's model. As time passed, the two gradually became acquainted, and they became friends.

Occasionally she would help him tidy up the not-so-big but messy studio.And he often picks her up from school with the best croissants.

It was a very pure and simple life, there was no hatred, no purpose, just the two people had the right temper and became friends.

It wasn't until she saw the completely new Feng Qing at the airport that day that she didn't know that his surname was also Feng, and that he was Feng Tianjuan's cousin, the son of Feng Yuyang who didn't seem very friendly to her.

This world is really small.

After bidding farewell to Feng Qing, Zhan Lan drove home directly.

Maybe it was because she saw her old friend again after a long absence, she began to recall every detail of her time in France, and it was also at that time when she first met He Lianzhe.

It has been so long since she started planning this matter.Seeing the targets being crushed by her one by one, my heart was not as excited as it was at the beginning, but more numb and calm.

She seemed to complete a task, which had nothing to do with feelings or hatred, but revenge was always the goal in her heart.

Recently, she often thinks, when all the vengeance is done, when all the people involved in this matter have been punished, what should she do?
Standing in front of the window with a glass of red wine in her hand, she sighed softly.

He raised his wine glass and wanted to take a sip, but suddenly the smell of sweet wine permeated his nose, his chest was suffocated, and he suddenly felt like vomiting.

Retching for a while, Zhan Lan hurriedly took the wine glass to the kitchen, poured out all the red liquid in it, and finally relieved the congested breath in her chest.

He patted his chest until the nausea gradually disappeared.

At this time, the living room phone rang.

She walked over and picked it up. It was Hu Li.

"A Li, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"The new identity you asked me to make for Lin Ru, I checked, and it was not used at the airport where she landed. Are you sure she got on the plane?"

Zhanlan thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I just watched her go through the security check and then left."

"Okay, I'll check again, maybe Lin Ru hasn't left Dongcheng, you should be mentally prepared."

Zhanlan sighed, "I see."

"She won't let you be exposed?" Hu Li was still a little worried.

"No. I think she wants to help me even if she stays. Lin Ru is very simple and loyal." Zhan Lan is very sure of this. It is accurate.

"That's good. Anyway, if you notice something is wrong, you must tell me and let me solve it."

"Okay." She replied.

"Then, rest early."

Zhan Lan nodded, and after hanging up the phone, she couldn't help frowning.

If Lin Ru hadn't left Dongcheng, then there was only one place to go, and that was Su Lili's place.

It's just that in the current situation, she can only pretend that she doesn't know about it.Lin Ru's temperament is very similar to hers, if something is decided, it must be done.

Forget it, let her go, as long as it doesn't threaten Lin Ru's safety.After all, Lin Ru is not the kind of person who can easily compromise.

After thinking it over, Zhan Lan wanted to go back to her room to take a shower, but suddenly, she heard the doorbell ringing again.

She frowned. At this time, who else would come to her?
Puzzled, she pressed the call button that communicated with Damen, and she asked, "Hello, may I ask?"

"Open the door!" The order sounded.

Zhanlan's slender eyebrows were immediately tangled together, and her tone turned cold: "Mr. Feng, it's so late, do you have anything to do?"

"Mr. Feng? It seems that you really want to have nothing to do with me forever?" His chuckle came from the phone, with a hint of contempt: "Open the door! Otherwise, I will make troubles in the whole building! "

Hearing his tone, Zhan Lan felt somewhat clear in her heart, and asked rather helplessly: "You've been drinking, haven't you?"

"Don't worry about me! Jiang Zhanlan, open the door!" Just as he finished speaking, there was a banging on the door downstairs.

With this man's temperament, if he wanted to disturb the peace of the whole building, he would definitely be able to do it.

Zhanlan is quite helpless, what exactly is he going to do?Originally thought that the lack of news from him these days proved that he also agreed with her decision to separate, but now...

Putting on a coat, he opened the door of the apartment and went downstairs. Sure enough, he saw Feng Tianjun leaning against the wall, as if he was about to fall down at any moment, but even so, he did not forget to pat the door of her apartment with his hand.

Zhanlan stepped forward and opened the door. Before she could react, Feng Tianjuan fell over. Zhanlan was startled, and subconsciously caught him with her hands, but he was huge, and she could barely support him. his body.

"Jiang Zhanlan, open the door..." He buried his head in the crook of her neck, still muttering to himself.

Zhanlan was patient, and worked hard to support him: "I've already opened the door. You should wake up quickly, why are you going upstairs with me like this? Don't expect me to be able to move you."

As if he really listened to her words, he slowly got up from her shoulders.Without the heavy burden, Zhanlan was slightly relieved, and her breathing became much smoother.

His eyes were drunk and blurred, a pair of bright black eyes looked up and down her face, and finally stared firmly at her eyes.After a while, he gradually raised the corners of his thin lips: "I knew it, I knew you wouldn't leave me outside."

Zhan Lan didn't bother to pay attention, and asked directly: "How did you get here? Do you drive by yourself?"

He closed his eyes, put his forehead on her thin shoulder again, and muttered, "Wu Yi sent me here."

Hearing this, Zhanlan breathed a sigh of relief, if he was so drunk and drove here by himself, if something happened to her, then her crime would be serious.Don't talk about others, Sheng Kai will eat her alive first.

"Then ask Wu Yi to take you back. It's already very late. Sheng Kai and the others will worry about you."

But he shook his head decisively: "I have told him to go back."

"You..." Alas, she had nothing to say.

After finally pulling Feng Tianjuan up the stairs, Zhanlan felt that the [-]-mile long march was not as tiring as tonight, so Feng Tianjuan, a drunkard, was still a little sanity, otherwise she would really have to accompany him upstairs It's windy to drink all night.

As soon as she entered the room, she threw Feng Tianjuan on the sofa in the living room, and then went to the kitchen to cook some hot drinks for him to sober up.

Before, he often went out to socialize, and when he came back, he always smelled of alcohol, but she had never seen Feng Tianjuan drunk.

But see you today...

Sure enough, whether he is a handsome guy or not, there is no elegance at all when he is drunk.

After cooking the hangover soup, Zhanlan put it in the refrigerator for a few minutes, and the temperature was right before serving it to the person in the living room.

I don't know if he has fallen asleep, lying motionless on the sofa.

Zhan Lan reluctantly sat on the edge of the sofa, reached out and patted him: "Get up and drink this, or you'll have another headache tomorrow morning."

Feng Tianjuan slowly opened his eyes, just looking at her, Zhanlan pursed his lips, squatted down, brought the bowl to his lips, then he opened his mouth obediently, and drank the whole bowl.

"Go to your room and sleep," she said.

He nodded, still a little unconscious.

The apartment she was renting out was not big, and she had rented this one-bedroom apartment before to save money.

After helping Feng Tianjuan to the bed in the bedroom, her single bed suddenly seemed much smaller, and the room also became narrower.

After settling him down, Zhan Lan got up and was about to leave, but suddenly her wrists tightened, and Feng Tianjuan pulled her onto the bed without warning.

Startled, she raised her head and met his smiling black eyes.

She was stunned for a while, then opened her lips in surprise: "Are you not drunk?"

In his eyes, he was clearly awake.

Feng Tianjuan nodded generously and admitted: "I never said I was drunk at all, you always thought so, didn't you?"

"You're kidding me!" She was so angry that she was like an old woman helping him make hangover soup, for fear that he would wake up in the morning and feel uncomfortable.

"I didn't, I just lied to you. If I don't pretend to be drunk, will you let me in?" He stared into her eyes, like the villain who first sued, very wronged.

"Of course not!" She also became confident: "But you can't lie to me, and next time, even if you are really drunk, I won't let you in."

She wanted to leave angrily, but he held her wrist tightly and refused to let go, and even pulled her lightly. Because of the force, Zhanlan lay on top of him.

He brushed away her already messy long hair, and gently tucked it behind her ears, his deep eyes stared at her all the time: "Still angry?"

She put away the thorns on her body and no longer struggled: "I am not angry."

"Still saying no? His mouth is already so high." He narrowed his eyes, smiled lowly, and leaned over to lick her lips: "Believe me, I will definitely find a way to balance the three of us." .”

She wanted to laugh, but couldn't: "You are too selfish, Feng Tianjuan. As I said, it has nothing to do with imbalance, but my conscience does not allow me to destroy other people's families, do you understand?"

His expression became more and more serious: "What else do you want me to do? I have to marry Fang Yichen, this is my responsibility, understand? And you, I will not let go."

"Men always think like this, don't they? Hugging left and right, three wives and four concubines." She curled her lips sarcastically.

His brows were tightly furrowed: "In your heart, am I such a man?"

She looked straight into his eyes, and after a long time, her stiff body relaxed, and her face was buried in his chest.

His heart became extremely soft in an instant because of her showing weakness. He rubbed his palm against her back and murmured in a low voice: "Give me some time, and I will think of a way."

"En." Although she responded like this, she knew in her heart that there was nothing he could do.

Marriage with Fang Yichen is a good thing made in the previous generation, not to mention that this kind of marriage is only beneficial to both the Feng family and the Fang family. As Feng Tianjuan said, this marriage may have nothing to do with love, but it is his marriage. Who made him a member of the Feng family?
"Zhanlan." He suddenly called out.

She raised her eyelashes halfway: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)