Chapter 43 The murderous aura in Ji Dong must be subdued
Beijing and Hong Kong are the four-nine cities.
Teahouses during the day and bars at night, especially these rich young ladies, have their own set of rules for dining together.
There are some extremely private places that are only open to dignitaries. She and Yanzhuang are not in a relationship, but the two families often have dinner together and say that they have to move around more to avoid getting into trouble because they are engaged, so they see each other more frequently. , I have eaten a few times, climbed a few mountains, and occasionally went abroad to play, but they were all pure and innocent, based on emotion and ending with etiquette.
Nothing to go beyond was done.
As for Yanzhuang, the successor trained by the family is extremely polite in dealing with others. Ji Lan will inevitably have some good impressions of such a humble gentleman, but this good impression will not last long.
She parked the car at the door and followed the waiter's guidance into the teahouse's private room facing the lake.
When he pushed the door open and walked in, the banquet hall was already waiting.
"You're late, you've been waiting for a long time!"
The banquet owner waved his hand, motioning for the waiter to get down, and walked over to pull out Ji Lan's chair and wait for her to sit down.
Young men from rich families have followed their parents out to see the world since they were young. Children are not allowed to drink when they go to the wine table. They basically serve the elders. Over and over, these people are not bad at serving others.
These days, children from rich families are not too stupid.
The playboys rumored by the outside world all appear to be playboys on the surface, but if their interests are at stake, they are smarter than anyone else.
"I just arrived too," Yanzhuang sat across from Ji Lan, rolled up his shirt sleeves and poured her tea.
"I heard from my dad over at the Fifth Ring Road that your second uncle is planning to take over the project and build a large-scale amusement resort. Negotiations are already underway. Didn't you hear the news?"
Ji Lan shook his head: "No, I moved out of Ji's house."
"Moved out?" Yanzhuang was stunned, as if he didn't expect it: "Did Ji Rourou kick you out?"
Ji Lan twitched his lips: "Don't talk about this, let's talk about the demolition."
"Someone called me a few days ago and asked me if I could sell the factory."
Yanzhuang opened the lid of the tea, looked at Ji Lan, and told her: "Don't sell it."
"Well," originally I didn't want to waste time for hundreds of thousands of dollars, but now that I think about it, by chance, this idea is right.
Yanzhuang looked at her with unbearable eyes. They had grown up together and had feelings for each other. If he didn't weigh the pros and cons, between Ji Lan and Ji Rourou, he would only choose the former. It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people.
Ji Lan lowered his head to drink tea, ignoring his hot gaze. Instead, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea: "You paid for the factory building at the beginning. I just gave the name. If you have ideas, I can transfer the ownership now. for you."
"That's not what I meant when I asked you out," Yanzhuang hurriedly took over her words: "Lanlan, I'm not that kind of person."
"What kind?" Ji Lan asked funnyly
Why are they all the same?
On the surface, he is deeply affectionate, but when he really weighs the pros and cons, the first person to lose is a helpless orphan like her.
The Yan family has been arrogating her in front of outsiders these days, cynicizing Deng Yi overtly and covertly for letting her get too close to the Yanzhuang in the first place.
If I had known that someone was going to be replaced, I shouldn't have been so close to him in the first place.
"I'm not that stingy. I don't want to kill off our years of love for tens of thousands of dollars." Yanzhuang's eyes were blazing, and he locked Ji Lan tightly and refused to let go of any of her expressions: "Lan Lan, I have fantasized about living with you." The scene of a lifetime, I am also serious about you."
"Before?" Ji Lan took a sip of tea carelessly. When his eyes were lowered, his long eyelashes cast shadows on his face, making it difficult to see his emotions: "What about now? Do you still want to spend the rest of your life with me? What if you I think I’ll go back and steal the household registration book.”
Yanzhuang was stunned, unable to understand Ji Lan's actions. He really didn't have the courage to get a marriage certificate with Ji Lan now, but he wouldn't be willing to give up just like that.
"Lan Lan?" Yanzhuang didn't know how to speak for a moment.
Ji Lan put down the tea cup in her hand and played with the tea cup with her slender fingertips. Yanzhuang saw that her tea cup was empty and raised the pot to refill it for her, but Ji Lan raised her hand to block it: "Yanzhuang."
"You and I both know very well that I am not your best choice. You can't marry me, and I can't bear the grievance of marrying you. If we meet in the future, if we still want to be friends, let's have a good chat. Otherwise, see you later.”
Ji Lan's words had reached this point, and it was time to get into the topic. She reached out and pulled out a piece of A4 paper from her bag and handed him a pen: "Since you don't want the factory in the Fifth Ring Road, I'll give you the money later." Forwarded to you, please write a statement."
Yanzhuang looked at the pure white A4 paper in front of him. For a moment, he felt sour in his heart. Even his childhood sweethearts could reach the point of drawing a clear line.
"Jilan," Yanzhuang said in a low tone, "there is no need to do anything extra."
"It's better to write it clearly," some entanglements continued, which might become a sharp blade to split her apart in the future. She didn't trust childhood sweethearts, let alone people's hearts.
Not to mention men.
Love brains die early.
Yanzhuang pondered for a moment, picked up Ji Lan's pen, wrote a statement on the A4 paper, and signed his name.
When she handed it to Ji Lan, she folded it neatly and put it in her bag, with the corners aligned.
"I will send you the money and indicate the source of the funds," Ji Lan packed up his things and prepared to leave.
In mid-May, summer is approaching, the nights are getting longer and longer, the period of dusk approaching night is getting longer and longer, and the sunset is reflected on the lake, which is beautiful.
Ji Lan went down from the second floor of the teahouse and passed by the front hall to go down the steps to the hospital.
From the corner of his eye, he saw three or five men standing on the lawn of the Chinese courtyard. They were smoking cigarettes and chatting quietly. The waiters on the side were setting the table and moving the tea sets and trays outdoors one by one. It looked like a scene of an elite gathering.
Zhao Jiahuai faced the teahouse and saw Ji Lan at a glance.
With his brow slightly raised, Ji Mingzong slowly turned around with a cigarette under his arm. As dusk fell, the cigarette in the man's hand became the only moving scene in the night.
The knowing gaze fell on her across the banquet, and it was heavy and oppressive.
When Ji Lan walked down the steps, she missed her footing and almost fell to the ground. Yanzhuang quickly took her arm and half-hugged her, and whispered to her to watch the road.
Ji Lan retracted her hand in a panic, thanked her, and walked out of the teahouse under the man's gaze.
When the thick carved copper door is closed, the tea house and the main street seem to be two different worlds.
The noise and tranquility were completely cut off.
In the quiet courtyard, a chuckle rang out: "Look at how frightening the girl is. The murderous aura in Ji Dong must be controlled."
Ji Mingzong didn't say anything, but Chen Songyang said like he was eating something: "Didn't you say that the marriage contract between the Ji family and the Yan family was changed? It was replaced by the newly found one."
"Ji Rourou," Zhang Ying reminded from his side.
Chen Songyang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."
"Why are these two people still together? I heard that this guy from the Yan family is very much in love with Ji Lan. For this matter, Mr. Yan went all out and called 120 to go to the house to recruit someone."
“Love is deep and righteousness is deep, love is really deep and righteousness is deep.”