Don’t Cry

Chapter 65:

There was dead silence in the promenade. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

Until Jia Junxi waited for a long time without a response on the phone, she asked worriedly:

"Jing Qian, are you okay?"

"..."

"Jing Qian?"

""

Lan Jingqian regained his senses suddenly, his eyes shattered. He took a step back, and shook his body as if he was not stepping on it, and then leaned against the wall.

Holding the phone stiff for a few seconds, Lan Jingqian lowered his head and asked, "What do you want to say."

In just one or two minutes, he seemed to exhaust all the energy in his body. The voice sounded tired and hoarse.

Jia Junxi said: "With the Tang family's ability, I can't find any more things. After you went abroad, I don't know what happened to the Tang family. The only thing I can be sure of is, The girl named Tang Ran from the Tang family should be you and Tang Shiyu's child."

Lan Jingqian's hand hanging to his side was on the marble countertop of the corridor window, and he had already unconsciously clasped it. The slender knuckles showed a tight paleness.

He tensed for a long time, and asked in a dumb voice: "How do you know."

"..."

On the opposite side of the phone, Jia Junxi in the office frowned and looked at the DNA appraisal report that was inverted by him.

After a few seconds of silence, he said: "I used a little less legal means. Once it is exposed, my hospital and even my medical qualifications may be at risk, and there are other unrelated (gan) things in this matter. People are affected by me and participate in it. The Tang family has solidified its roots over the years and has deep roots. It is not something ordinary people can hostile. I cannot let them take risks with me."

Lan Jingqian slowly let go of his hand: "I understand." He turned around, "I won't ask you for evidence, I just ask if you are sure."

The man's voice was hoarse but quiet, the solemn and low Jia Junxi hadn't heard from Lan Jingqian for so many years.

It was like a star-spotted fire remaining in the ashes, and it was almost exhausted.

But Jia Junxi knows that such Lan Jingqian is the most terrifying

When he was forced to the Jedi by the Tang family, Lan Jingqian left the country almost penniless. The spark was faltering, but he just managed to survive countless storms and long nights alone.

Then within a few short years, the industry's new star named auto technology in the field of automatic control has risen, and it has been promoted from a dark horse to a leader in the shortest time. The falling star at any time has become an indisputable bright moon in the sky.

In Hebrew, matthew stands for "God's Gift".

And the predecessors who used to look down on this embarrassed young man the most, but were only left behind by him, call him a miracle.

"..."

Jia Junxi exhaled slowly.

"You should know me, I never really take risks. Since I will call you this call, are you sure I am?"

"it is good."

Lan Jingqian didn't say the second word, he hung up the phone directly and stopped outside the box door.

The man closed his eyes and froze for dozens of seconds, then temporarily calmed down the turbulent emotions, and stripped away his reason (qiang).

He opened the door and walked in.

Luo Zhan looked up lazily on the sofa.

I caught sight of Lan Jingqian walking in, and after a second or two, the young man's face faded lazily.

Luo Zhan sat up straight, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Lan Jingqian picked up the coat and jacket on the side: "A little personal matter, I need to deal with it immediately. Another day I..."

"I'm absent-minded, don't say anything polite." Luo Zhan interrupted him and got up, "Since it's a private matter, I won't (insert) your hand, please do it yourself."

"Ok."

Lan Jingqian didn't say much, put on his coat and turned and walked out.

When he opened the box door to step out, a young man's calm voice came from behind him: "You have just returned to China and your foundation is unstable. If you need to call me anytime, please."

"..."

Lan Jingqian paused and looked back.

The young man (inserting the cha) stood there with his trouser pockets, looking tired and meaningless, with quiet eyes.

"In China, even if I can't help you, Young Master Luo can always do something."

A smile appeared in Lan Jingqian's eyes, but he was quickly torn apart by those complicated moods.

He turned around and walked out: "Whether I can help or not, I will take it first. Thanks, Master Luo Xiao."

"..."

Seeing that back figure disappear outside the door, Luo Zhan raised his eyes and frowned slightly.

Behind him, Tan Yunchang stepped forward and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with this? This is the first time I have seen my male **** with such a serious expression."

Luo Zhan was silent for a few seconds: "I don't know."

Tan Yunchang asked: "Then, shall we ask Qi Jincha to check this..." The unfinished words died out as Luo Zhan glanced sideways.

"Since he said it was a private matter, he didn't want me to (insert cha) hands." Luo Zhan looked back, his voice as cold as old. "If you need help, he will look for me. Before that, I won't check, and don't overdo it with Qi Jin."

Tan Yunchang had to sigh regretfully: "Okay, then I will bear it. I hope there is nothing wrong with the male god."

"..."

At the same time, the downstairs porch of the clubhouse.

The driver looked anxiously in the rearview mirror, the man leaning on the back seat with his eyes tightly closed, whose pressure was very different from usual.

After a moment of dead silence, the man opened his eyes.

The driver asked cautiously: "Mr. Lan, are you going back to the company?"

"No." Lan Jingqian's voice was dumb, "You inform the assistant that all appointments on my itinerary will be cancelled today and tomorrow."

The driver suppressed his astonishment: "Where shall I take you now?"

"..."

Lan Jingqian's eyes sank a little bit.

After a long while, there was a complex and depressed sigh in the car.

"Tang Family."

.

On Friday, as agreed with the tutor last week, Tang Ran will have an outdoor class at an educational institution in the afternoon.

However, Tang Ran waited for a long time in the partial house after eating lunch, and did not wait for the appearance of the driver from Tang's family who was specifically responsible for picking up her.

Duan Qingyan, who had collected the food waste, had originally said that she would accompany Tang Ran until the driver arrived and then leave, but seeing that there was no movement at the door, she was also surprised: "Xiao Ran, that driver will not be the one who asked you to go out this afternoon. Forgot it?"

Tang Ran shook his head: "I should not forget that this outdoor class has been fixed for more than a month, and the driver will come early every time."

"Why haven't you come yet? I just went to the door and looked at it, as if I didn't see anyone."

Tang Ran hesitated, "I'll call and ask."

"Oh oh, good."

Tang Ran, who had changed her clothes, took out her phone from her coat pocket. After unlocking her fingerprint, she whispered to the phone.

"Luo Luo."

"...Here."

Duan Qingyan was frightened by the sound of that lazy and pleasant voice. After standing there for a few seconds, she froze and turned her head.

He glanced around in the living room of the side house and found nothing.

Duan Qingyan: "Little Little Little Ran...Have you heard a voice just now? It's especially like the little young master of the Luo family..."

Tang Ran was stunned, her eyes curled, and she smiled and shook the phone in her hand: "It's not Luo Zhan who spoke just now, it's the ai voice assistant I mentioned to you before, also called Luo. Luo."

Duan Qingyan: "?"

Duan Qingyan looked at Tang Ran's mobile phone blankly: "Then, why does that voice sound so familiar?"

Tang Ran smiled with a small dimple on his cheek: "Because this voice assistant was developed by Luo Zhan and his int team, and the sound source is his voice."

Duan Qingyan twisted her expression: "He is really everywhere..."

"Huh?" Tang Ran raised her head puzzled.

Faced with the little girl’s blank face, Duan Qingyan consciously failed to say anything, and quickly added an explanation: "Ha, ha ha, it’s nothing, I just think your relationship with that young master (guanguan) is really a good wife. You are a voice assistant, and you are, uh, repairing the robot."

Tang Ran listened carefully and nodded in agreement: "Luo Luo is a very good person."

Duan Qingyan didn't have time to say anything.

In the phone that Tang Ran was holding, the lazy voice had already taken the initiative to answer the question: "Don't send a good person card randomly, be careful of being cheated."

"..."

Duan Qingyan still couldn't help feeling a little bit when she heard the voice that made her deep.

Tang Ran thoughtfully: "When did this module seem to be triggered... Ah, yes, it was in Luo's house."

Tang Ran remembered going to a banquet that day. She was waiting next door to the Luo family study and chatting with her ai Luo Luo alone. At that time, she thought Luo Zhan was "Luo Xiu", so she told Ai Luo Luo that Luo Xiu seemed to be a very gentle person.

Then Ai Luoluo answered her like that.

After a few seconds of silence, the little girl with her eyes closed sighed, her tone like an old man: "Sure enough, she will be deceived."

After feeling, Tang Ran awakened Ai Luoluo again and asked him to call himself the driver's number.

The other side picked up after a while.

"Xiaoran?"

"Uncle," Tang Ran said, "Did you have anything delayed today?"

"Ah? What's the matter?" The other side was silent, and then asked in surprise, "hasn't the Tang family assigned you a new driver?"

Tang Ran was startled.

The man across the phone quickly explained: "Last Sunday night, Miss Luoqian at home approached me and said that the old lady assigned me to be her driver, and you will be assigned a new one. He also said about the future. Let me not (fuck cao), they will arrange, so I didn't talk to you, didn't they tell you?"

"..."

The phone was quiet for a long time.

Just as the driver was worried, he heard the voice of the opposite girl say softly and softly: "I see, maybe the main house has forgotten it, I will call to remind me. Excuse me, uncle, goodbye."

"Ah, it's okay...bye."

The phone hangs up.

Duan Qingyan flushed her face next to her: "Did they Tang Luoqian deliberately!"

Tang Ran has returned to normal. At this time, I heard that she was so angry last weekend, she must go to (奶Nai)(奶Nai) to sue. Worrying about her coming to the side house, it’s uneasy.

"But didn't the driver have been picking you up for many years? How could they change without your consent?"

"..." Tang Ran was silent for a while and chuckled softly, "So I told you that everything I have was given by the Tang family, and they have the right to take it back at any time. I have no right to question it."

Duan Qingyan was so angry that she couldn't speak for a while.

"I'll call the main house first and ask."

Tang Ran, as the person involved, recovered quickly from his emotions. She just frowned and thought about the solution seriously.

"I have already made an appointment with the teacher... It doesn't matter if I can find a temporary driver to avoid being late."

Tang Ran finally called the main house.

But the responsible steward has repeatedly delayed.

By the time Tang Ran made the last call, a little anxious, the manager on the opposite side was already cold.

"Miss Tang Ran, I just told you that there was an important guest coming to the house today. Everyone is very busy now and can't mobilize the staff. Is it possible that your matter is a hundred thousand urgent and must be dealt with now?"

"..."

Tang Ran didn't speak.

As soon as the manager was about to hang up, he heard the girl's calm voice ringing: "Did Tang Luoqian tell you not to arrange a driver for me?"

The steward choked and his movements froze.

Tang Ran didn't care about the other party's speechlessness, and continued: "Then transfer the call to Tang Luoqian, and I will tell her."

In charge of things, he lacked confidence, and his voice became a lot more vague: "This matter has something to do with Luo Qian (guan), Miss Tang Ran, please don't make trouble unreasonably"

"it is good."

The girl took the voice.

Her voice was calm, she couldn't hear any anger or grievance, "If you are not (guanguan) related to Tang Luoqian, then it is your decision. I will contact Tang Shixin and ask him who the matter is about."

There was a stalemate on the phone for a few seconds, and the steward didn't dare to bet whether this unfavored little lady could leverage his interests.

He compromised: "Well... I'll transfer you to Miss Luoqian."

"..."

Tang Ran's clenched hand suddenly loosened.

There was a dampness in the palm.

Her voice did sound calm and composed, but only Duan Qingyan who was in the partial house could see her. Tang Ran's figure was already tense when she said that.

She is obviously a soft-hearted and kind little girl.

Duan Qingyan was so angry that she stared at the landline in front of Tang Ran, which was used to dial the speed dial at the main house, (fa) to vent her anger.

After a while, the phone really turned to Tang Luoqian: "Hello?"

Tang Ran's fingers, which didn't take long after he let go, lightly grasped again: "It's me."

"I know," Tang Luoqian said impatiently, "Is something wrong?"

"My original driver went to your place, he said you will arrange a new driver"

"Your driver? It belongs to our Tang family. What is your relationship with you?"

Tang Luoqian sneered and interrupted Tang Ran.

There was a retaliatory mood in her voice: "Don't you like to ride in Luo Zhan's car? Then you let him, the young master of the Luo family, come to drive you personally."

After speaking, Tang Luoqian hung up the phone directly.

Tang Ran held the phone and didn't move, and Duan Qingyan beside her was extremely angry: "She, how could she be like this! Luo Zhan didn't like her and didn't let her get in the car. She couldn't get on the car even if you weren't, she blamed you for what!? "

The little girl with her head down was quiet for a while, slowly (touching Mo) and put the phone back. After she turned around, she asked softly, "What time is it?"

"Ah? Let me see... it's almost two o'clock, is it too late for you to go to class, Xiaoran?"

"Ok."

"What about then?"

"..."

Tang Ran took out the phone from his jacket pocket and unlocked it.

"Luo Luo."

"Here."

"Enter the address book, contact Luo Zhan."

"Located, do you want to dial?"

"Yes."

After a few seconds, the call was connected.

The voice is seven or eighth similar to the voice of the ai voice assistant who was still ringing in this room a few seconds ago, with a slightly lazy smile:

"Why do you remember calling me... Ranran?"

Following this appellation, remembering the phrase "It's my daughter" and "Auntie" not long ago, the little girl suddenly wrinkled her face unconsciously.

There was a long silence on the phone.

Tang Ran didn't speak, and Young Master Luo, who was the worst patient among others, waited quietly at this time.

After a long time, the little girl was finally a little disturbed and cautiously spoke softly.

"The Trevi Fountain, I want to throw a coin."

Luo Zhan chuckled lazily: "Yes. The wishing pool is listening."

"Can you come to Tang's house to take me to class?"

Hearing the little girl's a little embarrassed and cautious temptation, Luo Zhan couldn't help lowering his eyes and smiled blankly.

"Of course, my lord"

The sound stopped abruptly.

After a second or two.

Tang Ran: "...?"