Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Qi Cheng didn't go to call, and directly hugged Tan Fei horizontally.

After being helped into the taxi, Ying Xia struggled to straighten Tan Fei, and then said flatly to Lu Jinchuan, "Thank you for today."

Lu Jinchuan nodded, motioned to the driver to drive, turned around and got into his own car. He didn't take the driver with him today. Fortunately, he didn't drink much and he was still sober.

The driver drove for a while and looked in the rearview mirror frequently, "Hey, why does this car keep following us?"

Hearing this, Ying Xia turned her head, and a sports car followed at a short distance.

The speed of the car was very fast at night, and the wind was blowing. Tan Fei opened her eyes after a while, "ah, why am I here?"

Ying Xia thought she was awake, and said, "Let me pick you up for the person you want to kill with money."

After talking for a long time without hearing a reply, I turned my head and saw Tan Fei fell asleep again, which made me speechless.

When they arrived at the Yulandao garage, Ying Xia patted Tan Fei several times, and finally she regained consciousness for a moment, but as soon as she got out of the car, Tan Fei closed her eyes again and threw herself on Ying Xia.

Tan Fei was [-] tall and weighed [-], which was not within Ying Xia's tolerance range, and she fell backwards under her pressure.

A big hand supported her waist to stand firm, and another hand took Tan Fei.

Sometimes I have to sigh that there is really no real equality between men and women, and men are born with better physical strength.

Tan Fei, who was like a mountain in front of her, was being carried by Lu Jinchuan like a chicken.

Lu Jinchuan held Tan Fei's arm in one hand, but Tan Fei kept sliding on the ground. As Lu Jinchuan walked forward, her legs didn't move, she was dragging along the ground.

If things go on like this, not to mention that the jeans are dragged into a beggar's outfit, it is estimated that the legs will be worn down into hemiplegia.

Ying Xia didn't want to talk to him, so she had to open her mouth, "How about you lift your upper body, and I'll lift your legs."

Lu Jinchuan stopped, looked at Ying Xia, then looked down at Tan Fei's dusty trousers, sighed, put his arms on his shoulders and lifted him up.

Although it was still procrastinating, at least her knee was off the ground this time, so she shouldn't have to push Tan Fei's wheelchair early.

Fortunately, it was already very late, Xia Qiong and Aunt Sun were both asleep.

"Where to put it?" Lu Jinchuan seemed to be talking about an object.

"My bedroom."

Lu Jinchuan stood still. After a while, he had no choice but to give in. He carried Tan Fei and walked in. When he passed the living room, Tan Fei's leg hit the corner sofa hard and did not wake up.

Lu Jinchuan put him on the bed and left. When passing by, Ying Xia smelled a faint smell of alcohol and frowned slightly.

The nights seem to have become extraordinarily long these days after leaving Yulan Road, Lu Jinchuan drove the car across the street and parked, and he could see the lights on the top floor with a slight tilt of his head.

Having not slept for several days, he finally felt a little sleepy, slowly closed his eyes, opened them suddenly after a while, took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it.

"I agree to see a psychiatrist."

The other party replied quickly: "How did you figure it out?"

His finger hung on the screen for a long time, and he turned his head to look at the top floor in the distance. The lights had already gone out.

What else could be the reason?

He wanted to go back, wanted to go back to her madly, the premise was that he was at least a normal person, otherwise it would be nothing more than repeating the same mistakes again.

Tan Fei woke up in the morning, completely unable to remember what happened last night.

Tan Fei rubbed her head, "I was broken last night."

Ying Xia: "Yes."

Tan Fei got up from the bed and took two steps down, "I feel a little pain in my leg, nothing happened?"

"Have."

Tan Fei was stunned, covering her chest, "Who did it?"

Ying Xia glanced at her, playing with taste: "Lu Jinchuan."

"What did you say?!" Tan Fei was stunned, unable to digest the news for a while, "Are you joking?"

"[-]% serious." Ying Xia was careless.

After putting on her makeup, Tan Fei was still sitting on the edge of the bed, Ying Xia glanced at Tan Fei, who had an expression of "the universe is going to explode, can I still be a human in my next fucking life".

Seeing Yingxia leaving, Tan Fei stepped forward and pulled her, stuttered: "You, you, you, don't you mind? If you mind, I, I, I will thank you for his death."

Ying Xia pursed her lips to laugh, suppressed her expression and pretended to be serious: "I don't mind, then you can sleep for a while and rest."

"Really?" Tan Fei didn't believe it.

Ying Xia took her bag, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, stretched out her hand to cover her smiling face, and said forcefully, "I don't mind at all."

Tan Fei thought she was wiping tears, and got anxious, hurriedly followed and said, "It's not entirely my fault, I drank too much, I really don't know why I got involved with Lu Jinchuan, I was wrong, I... ..."

It was too late for Ying Xia to turn around and cover her mouth, she just watched Xia Qiong and Aunt Sun staring at them dumbfounded.

All the steamed buns in Aunt Sun's hands have fallen to the table.

Tan Fei raised her hand to cover her mouth, Ying Xia was right, she really seemed like a big trumpet.

Ying Xia wiped her forehead, "Mom, we were actually joking."

Xia Qiong looked at Tan Fei again. The latter looked like the sky was falling, like a joke?

Thinking of Lu Jinchuan not coming home for many days and Ying Xia not allowing her to call, she felt that what Tan Fei said was more authentic.

When her son-in-law cheated on her daughter's best friend, Xia Qiong's sky was about to collapse.

But recently Ying Xia is in a state of "no one can live if you mess with me", Xia Qiong wants to give her psychological counseling, follow her and pretend to believe.

"Well, mom knows you're joking."

At the scene of the death of a large society, Tan Fei went back to her room and stayed for a long time, until she heard Aunt Sun taking Xia Qiong out for a walk, then she casually changed into Ying Xia's clothes and left.

A car slid past the Royal Landau gate.

Ling Sheng glanced over there casually, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, and he immediately said, "Stop."

As soon as the driver stopped, Ling Sheng opened the door and strode towards the person at the gate.

She was wearing the suit that Ling Sheng gave her back the phone, but it seemed that she had eaten well recently, and her figure was rounder.

Ling Sheng walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

Tan Fei turned her head and sized Ling Sheng up, "Huh? Are you okay?"

The smile hanging on the corner of Ling Sheng's mouth disappeared, "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

Tan Fei has always been tolerant towards the handsome guy and waved her hand.

Ling Sheng walked back a few steps, turned his head and glanced again, and saw that there was no resemblance at all in the back. How could he think it was her because of a skirt just now.

Ling Sheng was stared at by two groups of people in Beicheng. During this period of time, he was restrained everywhere, and his heart was already simmering with anger.

Before getting out of the car, he was all smiles, but when he got back in the car, the clouds were overcast. Guan Li, the co-pilot, frequently glanced at Ling Sheng in the rearview mirror.

After watching for a while, I asked, "Brother Sheng, do you want to find a place to relax?"

Ling Sheng glanced at him, "Relax in the morning, why relax?"

Guan Li didn't dare to answer.

Ling Sheng was thoughtful, and quickly knocked a few times with his hand on the armrest, and suddenly said: "Is that woman's injury almost healed?"

Guan Limohan, this is not something he dared to care about, so he could only say: "It's been a few days, it should be...heal soon."

Ling Sheng pressed his tongue against his cheek, with a playful expression on his face, "It's okay if you don't recover, go, bring that bitch to me."