Overlord: Put your clothes on [Entertainment Circle]

Su Lanqiao held the phone in a daze for a while before reacting and calling Chu Cheng back. The first time he didn't answer, but the second time he just reminded the other party that the phone was turned off. He clicked on WeChat and typed:

【Mr. Chu, are you...are you angry? 】

[Don't answer the phone, can you reply to my message? 】

【I was wrong, don't ignore me...】

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【Kneeling in ice and snow begging for forgiveness.JPG】

【Your cutie is going to sleep.JPG】

No matter how many expressions he sent, Chu Cheng didn't reply after waiting for half an hour.

"It's over, I pissed off the leopard." Su Lanqiao muttered, while circling around the room, feeling as uncomfortable as claws scratching her heart.

He regretted it, he shouldn't be so impulsive.

Isn't it good to have a good relationship with Chu Cheng as a bed partner? Step by step, you have to try to death.

Su Lanqiao scratched her hair irritably, and walked around the room again. The dialogue box was still stuck on the question he sent. Unexpectedly, Chu Cheng reacted so strongly and refused to communicate with him directly.

What if you never talk to him again?His heart constricted suddenly, not daring to imagine the consequences.

"You are such a fucking idiot." Su Lanqiao patted her forehead, lit another cigarette, and let herself be smoked to death.

After smoking a few cigarettes, he felt a burning pain in his throat, but his mind was still clear.

Many images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, about my parents, about my childhood, about Chu Cheng... the more I think about it, the worse I feel.

Su Lanqiao took out the earphones and plugged them in, and clicked on an audio playback, which was a collection of Chu Cheng's calls to him, which he had exported before and made a rough edit by himself.

Chu Cheng's WeChat rarely sends voice, most of the time is typing, Su Lanqiao downloaded the recording software to record the phone calls, and listened to them when he couldn't fall asleep.

The conversations in the front were all messy, but in the end it became a single repetition. Chu Cheng's voice called "kitten" over and over again.

He was so dead just now, will there be a chance to hear Chu Cheng call him that in the future?

The sound was soothing and hypnotic, and he didn't know how he fell asleep afterwards. After a long flight and excessive emotional loss, it was already afternoon when Su Lanqiao woke up.

He rubbed his aching temples before he saw the message from Ryan on his phone, [Where do you live, I'll go find you. 】

Su Lanqiao sent the room number, and sat on the bed for a while, feeling that her mind was still blank.

Chu Cheng still didn't reply to his message, and the question was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply.

Su Lanqiao was a little aware of the seriousness of the matter, and now she didn't dare to quibble, probably in Chu Cheng's view, sophistry is a cover-up, an excuse.

The doorbell rang, and he tied up his messy hair with a rubber band, and got up to open the door.

"Lian, why are you here?" Su Lanqiao was taken aback when she saw the person standing outside the door.

Ryan bowed and said respectfully, "Master, can I go in first?"

Su Lanqiao let him in sideways, and closed the door behind her.

Ryan glanced at the ashtray full of cigarette butts and the dim room, and sighed, "I'm afraid you haven't eaten, so I brought you something to eat."

"Thank you." Su Lanqiao squatted casually beside the coffee table, opened the packaging bag and stuffed a piece of fried fish into her mouth.

"Also, because the weather is not very good in the next few days, the time for the funeral of Mr. has been brought forward. At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, I will send the address to your mobile phone." Ryan helped him pick up the messy clothes on the ground, fold them and put them in the On the reclining chair next to him, he was talking about business.

Su Lanqiao hummed, raised her hand to open the drink cup and took a sip, it was still cold.

British food is really unflattering. Fish and chips can become a national dish. He kind of misses all kinds of delicious food in China, especially the pile of seafood that Chu Cheng brought him two days ago.

Hey, it's Chu Cheng again who can get around to this person for everything.

Su Lanqiao felt that the irritability was almost stuck in her chest, and she was out of breath, and said sullenly, "I see, you can go back first when you are fine."

Ryan walked around the room, tidied up his things, and then took a few documents and stuffed them into his arms, "Here are the profiles and contact information of the people I mentioned to you yesterday, if you are generous One point, the property is divided in half, and this matter will be settled soon. You can decide as soon as possible, you really can't wait any longer. "

Su Lanqiao looked down at the detailed information in each document, and was stunned for a few seconds, "Okay, I see."

Seeing his listless look, Ryan thought he was still immersed in the pain of bereavement, sighed heavily, went to the door and closed it, and repeated, "Nine o'clock tomorrow morning, remember to wear a black suit."

Su Lanqiao looked down at the information in her hand, and nodded vaguely.

Within a minute, the doorbell rang again.

Su Lanqiao walked slowly over to open the door with the pile of documents in her arms, "Ryan, you are so long-winded... so what..."

Su Lanqiao opened the door, and Chu Cheng was standing at the door, carrying the cold December wind into the room, with blue stubble protruding from his chin, his eyes were slightly black, looking A little tired.

Looking at the person in front of her, Su Lanqiao's anxiety that had accumulated all night disappeared in an instant, "Mr. Chu, why are you here?"

While talking, Su Lanqiao wanted to rush forward and hug her. Before her hand touched Chu Cheng's neck, Chu Cheng gently pushed it away with her left hand, "Didn't you find your marriage partner?"

This is a journey from thousands of miles to settle accounts.

"You come in first." Su Lanqiao was still immersed in the joy of seeing Chu Cheng, and pushed him into the door and locked it before she acted like a baby in a soft voice, "Are you angry? If you don't reply to my message, I will casually Tell me, I don't want to see you."

Su Lanqiao glanced at Chu Cheng again, and couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.This person came all night long, does it mean that he cares about him?

Chu Cheng's expression was still the same, and while he was not paying attention, he took the documents in Su Lanqiao's hand and looked through them one by one, "Blair, 20 years old, student at Oxford University, student union president, GPA 4.0, conditions are good. "

"Christine, 23 years old, a jewelry designer. Her family sells jewelry. She looks good. As mentioned in the note, she is the one who likes you."

"Duke Arthur, the gay duke, well, you have quite a selection of candidates, both men and women."

Su Lanqiao reached out her hand in a panic to take back the information, but Chu Cheng quickly avoided it, "Oh, don't read it, these are all given to me by the housekeeper."

Chu Cheng sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at him indifferently, "Yesterday you called yourself and said that you wanted to find someone to marry, and the contact information was written on it, go."

The second he heard that Su Lanqiao was going to marry someone else yesterday, he panicked instantly, and at that moment he suddenly realized that he fell in love with Su Lanqiao.It's a real liking, not treating him as a pet, nor a long-term bed partner.

I finally understood that my series of abnormal behaviors recently, protecting him, and loving him were all because of my emotions.

After thinking about this clearly, his possessive desire suddenly emerged, and he didn't want to give him up to others, even if it was fake, he couldn't accept it.

During the seven-hour flight to London, he didn't sleep for a second. He was not calm for the first time, and he was afraid that this guy would find someone to finalize the matter as soon as his brain got hot.

It's just that seeing this pile of messy materials now, his uncontrollable anger surfaced again.

He guessed wrong, the kid didn't like him that much, and he wasn't even listed as a candidate, and he still wanted to break up with him after hearing that tone on the phone.

Su Lanqiao sat down and squeezed him, legs touching his legs, and smiled flatteringly, "I won't go, what I'm going to see them for is all suggested by the housekeeper, and you don't have to accept the suggestion."

"Tell me, the housekeeper suggested to you, how to negotiate a contract marriage with someone?" Chu Cheng ignored his excuse and looked at him with his forehead propped up.

Su Lanqiao bit the bullet and said, "It's a half-year contract. Except for the house, the property can be divided in half. You know, I mainly want that house."

"Young master, you are quite generous." Chu Cheng sneered, and was touching the lighter in his pocket when he remembered that he had just left it at the airport by plane.

He looked down at the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray and the lighter next to him, picked it up, bit the cigarette and lit it, "Have you learned to smoke yet? How many things have you done behind my back?"

"I was in a bad mood yesterday, and I won't be in the future." Su Lanqiao didn't know that Chu Cheng had such a big misunderstanding in his heart, and he was still going back and forth on the topic just now, "I was teasing you yesterday, and I didn't get married by contract. Buy the house back."

Chu Cheng took a puff of cigarette lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't bother, I'll marry you."

"Huh? You married... me?" Su Lanqiao repeated the sentence silently, "Why..."

He swallowed the phrase "Do you like me", but it's obvious, he doesn't like him, what is Chu Chengtu?

Chu Cheng stared at him thoughtfully, and said slowly, "Isn't the contractual marriage property divided in half? Just think of it as spending half a year to earn extra money. I'm a businessman, so I won't accompany you for sure."

Su Lanqiao's emotions were almost ups and downs in these few seconds, just as she was thrown into the air by joy and then fell back to the bottom.

Also, isn't this what he expected from the beginning?What are you waiting for?Do you expect Chu Cheng to be with him because you like him?

Even if it's fake, it's fine if this person is Chu Cheng.

Su Lanqiao clenched her palms tightly and muttered to herself, "I'll give you all the money, whatever."