Chapter 187 Go check the surveillance and see who was picked up
"No need! I'll just walk on."
When Yan Hui heard this, his heart trembled, how can this be done?
Blocking her way: "Miss Song, Mr. Yu has traveled through mountains and ridges over the years. Until now, the people around him have changed one after another. His personality will inevitably become stronger and domineering, but he still has you in his heart. These days In order to pave the way for you, Mr. often exchanges drinks with others at the wine table. He never likes this, but he is willing to do this for you.”
"He is withdrawn and does not know how to love others. This is related to the environment in which he grew up. But for you, he has given you all his remaining love."
"Ms. Song, love, love, separation and reunion, why do you have to be unhappy with your husband just because of a little emotion?"
Ji Mingzong must retaliate, and he cannot tolerate sand in his eyes. Once Ji Lan dares to go down the mountain today, he will definitely take away the resources given to Ji Lan. Of course...
He couldn't say these words.
But he is anxious!
But it's nothing else. I just don't want to see Ji Lan lose like this. The two of them should be getting better and better if they have a relationship. How did it end up like this?
"Yan Hui, who are you to him?" Ji Lan asked abruptly.
Yan Hui remained silent for a while but responded truthfully: "Subordinate."
"Then what do you think I am to him?"
Yan Hui didn't respond, thinking about the intricacies of it. Isn't it his girlfriend? Not the other half?
Until Ji Lan said: "Essentially, we are colleagues?"
Ji Lan has known this sentence since he was a child.
Over the years, the Ji family has kept these four words in front of their eyes, without daring to relax at all. Until she met Ji Mingzong, she relaxed for a moment.
He pulled her out of the abyss, pampered her and paved the way for her, and handed her an umbrella to protect her from the wind and rain, but in the end it was he who tore the umbrella to pieces with his own hands.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the north wind howled like an angry beast. Ji Lan stepped out under the surprised eyes of a group of bodyguards.
Someone caught up with me and asked, but before I could speak, the other side of the headset might have said something. Let his outstretched hand pause slowly.
Ji Lan sneered, eager to accept his embarrassing situation.
The road to Lanting Villa was not that long compared to her previous twenty years of living under the shelter of others.
Fortunately, it is not difficult to accept. Ji Mingzong is not perfect. She has thought deeply about the relationship between the two. The change in status will bring about some unclear objective factors, which will gradually tighten the relationship between the two.
A bird that was almost dying was raised and given the ability to fly freely, but then they started to quarrel over her freedom!
People always survive and live in contradictions.
She is the only one who wants both?
In Lanting Villa, the study room was filled with smoke and smoke. Jing He waited at the door tremblingly, not daring to say a word. Yan Hui just turned around and his eyes collided with Jing He's in the air. For a moment, without a word, the two understood each other.
Yan Hui thought to himself!
It’s over!
They are all finished!
Ji Mingzong's words, "Don't even think about taking away every plant and tree here." In fact, it was just a plea to stay without losing face.
But Ji Lan is stubborn.
It is useless to retain.
The person is gone, but he is still there. He doesn't need to think about it to know that he will inevitably be dealt with today.
In the early morning of a winter night, the night is deep and quiet.
Ji Mingzong looked at Yan Hui standing alone at the door through the dark glass.
In an instant, anger hit his brain, and the man suddenly picked up the ashtray on one side and threw it towards the door. With a bang, the ashtray fell apart beside the door.
Holes were punched into the solid wood door frame.
What followed was Ji Mingzong's overwhelming anger: "Where are the people?"
"Miss Song is gone."
"Drive?"
"Walk down the mountain."
Walking down the mountain? ? !
Okay, okay, very good, one or two of them are going to make him angry?
He is so stubborn and so stupid.
Knowing that he couldn't lose face to retain people, he just let it go if things didn't work out. They even let people walk down the mountain. "Get lost," Ji Mingzong strode out, kicked Yan Hui in the abdomen as he approached, and hurried downstairs.
Jing He quickly followed him and called out to him: "Sir, bring some clothes because it's freezing cold."
Along with Ji Mingzong's coat, Ji Lan's down jacket was handed over.
Undoubtedly, in this house, Jing He is even more sophisticated in terms of human nature and sophistication.
She understands the psychology of the male protagonist and can understand the emotions between them.
After the male host left, Jing He helped Yan Hui up and scolded him softly: "You! You have no vision. You know that Mr. Song just wants to keep Miss Song. Even if you can't keep her, you should give her the key! It's cold in this world. It’s so cold that even a grown man can’t stand it, let alone a girl.”
"It's best that you pray that Miss Song is safe and sound. If she gets injured or sick, I'm afraid your position as a popular person will not be secure."
The person Mr. puts in his heart.
No matter what, you don't want to see the other person being bad.
Yan Hui covered his abdomen, his face turned pale in pain.
It's too late to say this now.
Here, Ji Mingzong patrolled down the mountain without seeing Ji Lan. It was absolutely impossible for him to walk down the mountain in just tens of minutes. Was he picked up?
"Go check the surveillance and see who picked him up."
The surveillance checked and a series of license plate numbers were reported.
Qin Chang on one side said: "Sir, this seems to be Mr. Li's license plate."
This night. Ji Mingzong was filled with anger that could not be dissipated. When he heard that it was Li Zhen's license plate, he couldn't bear it and punched the hood of the car. The car, which cost nearly ten million yuan, had a hole in it.
In the early winter of 2010, Ji Mingzong and Ji Lan gradually lost their way in the quarrel.
Those who advance want to go one step further, and those who retreat want to take one step back.
Possessive people are reluctant to let others go free.
People who are insecure will have their hearts broken just because of the other person's words.
What really pushed her to the bottom was not the photos or the quarrel, but the words, get out and don't come back.
She has experienced too many such days.
Too many!
Too many to count.
Her teenage years were almost occupied by Deng Yi's words.
Whenever he did something that was not as good as Deng Yi wanted, this sentence would always appear regardless of the occasion.
I thought Ji Mingzong was the salvation.
After all, he did carefully protect her insecurity and brokenness.
Who knows.
"Why are you around here?" In the black BMW, Ji Lan recalled her thoughts and looked sideways at Li Zhen who was driving.
The latter was holding the steering wheel, and when he heard her words, he smiled lightly: "I thought you would never speak."
"While socializing with the leader of the National Bank, he became paralyzed after drinking. Send him back."
"You didn't drink?" Ji Lan doubted his reason.
Li Zhen didn't explain. He reached out and lifted up his sleeve to expose his arm. There was a long gash on it that ran from the forearm to the elbow joint. It looked shocking and scary.
"I injured my hand while playing basketball a few days ago, but once in a while I can be understood and accepted by everyone."
Ji Lan said nothing and was not very interested.
Li Zhen calmly adjusted the air conditioner in the car to maximum, and directed all the air outlets towards the passenger seat.
While waiting for the traffic lights to turn green, he unbuckled his seat belt, took off his coat, and placed it on Ji Lan's knees.
He asked like a friend: "Did you have a fight?"