Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Old Kan's face was tense, and his voice was thick, "Yes, you are the grandson who hit!"

Qin Anlan didn't fight back, let alone fight back... Of course there was something about him. He bet that if he fights Lao Kan, Pei Qiqi will definitely help Lao Kan. It will be difficult for him to see her in the future!

Fortunately, the idiot is still sensible, and he didn't do anything again, otherwise he would beat the grandson to the ground, it would be cheaper for him!

Don't think that he doesn't know what the grandson is thinking about, or that he is not thinking about picking up his apprentice.

Qin Anlan stood up slowly and wiped his lips, "Old kan, believe it or not, you know Su Mo far less than I do!"

The old man stared wide, like a copper bell, wishing to eat Qin Anlan.

"In your heart, Su Mo is sophisticated, but do you really understand her?" Qin Anlan looked into Lao Kan's eyes, "Do you know what she desires most?"

Lao Kan didn't know what happened to Su Mo, and Su Mo probably would never tell Lao Kan.

Qin Anlan knew the news from the upper class.

It's like when some men play with women, they will chat with their most intimate friends... and he once heard that Su Mo was played by a rich man so that he could not have children.

That process must be unbearable, it was Su Mo's pain in this life.

This kind of pain is most feared by the people you care about and the people you love know.

"Quan, let it go! Su Mo is already suitable for you, and she is not the Su Mo before." If there is a way back, Su Mo will not turn back.

Sometimes, just like that, I see too much of the excitement of this world, the good of this world, the bad of this world, the helplessness of this world, and what I want to find is still the same him before.

It's just that things are wrong, not that you don't want to look back, but you can't go back.

He looked at the look of a beast in Old Kan's eyes, knew what he was thinking, and smiled bitterly, "But I am serious about Pei Qiqi, do you believe it?"

Old Kan squinted, his face full of beards couldn't make any expressions.

"If it weren't for Pei Qiqi, do you think I would suffer for Su Mo?" Qin Anlan's tone was light, but he also had the majesty of a superior.

He smiled and laughed, "Yes! President Qin, you are a powerful Taotian. No one in the entertainment circle does not regard you as a god, but in the world of emotions, no one is superior. Your little charity, do you think Should others accept it?"

After speaking, Lao Kan left angrily.

Qin Anlan watched the elevator opening and closing like that, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lighted it, and took a faintly... Qiqi's eyes were really worthless.

He looked at himself in the mirror, who was still Qin Anlan, but in those eyes, he saw a trace of suffering from love, and he also saw his dismal youthful expectation of love.

... Afterwards, Qin Anlan came almost every day, but every time it didn't take too long, he sat for half an hour and left, making it too late for Pei Qiqi to catch up.

However, he came and went, and he could not cast a stone in her heart.

She was still unmoved, and every time she came over, she would deal with it lazily.

Qin Anlan felt that Pei Qiqi was not as cold as before, but she had learned how to be sleek—

This is not a good thing for him, because it is like punching, every punch he hits the cotton and bounces back.

This made Qin Anlan a little restless...