Chapter 150 There are not many things that can be burned in the old house
“Qiao.”
“Mr. Li, Qiao, socializing?” Xu Ying greeted people with a smile, stood up and pulled Li Zhen Get a chair and come over.
I sat down in the back seat quite familiarly.
"Yeah," Li Zhen responded, glancing at the barbecue on the table: "Can I get one?"
"There's no food on the table?" Ji Lan asked.
Li Zhen picked up the chopsticks and unpacked the package: "It's hard to say whether there is food on the wine table or not, but there are quite a lot of rice. Mr. Ji has made a fortune and won't even give me this kind of food. Did the workers eat it? "
". If I don't let Mr. Li eat it, Mr. Li won't eat it? "Your chopsticks are better than anyone else's."
Li Zhen laughed: "Of course not."
At the wine party, in addition to pushing cups and cups and flattering, who can eat seriously?
Ji Lan saw him like this and didn't think much about it.
I asked the waiter for casserole porridge and took the skewers from Li Zhen's hand.
"Mr. Li, let's eat something to save our lives!"
Li Zhen looked at his empty palms and raised his eyes to Ji Lan, his dark eyes filled with a thousand words. The words were tactful, and all the emotions were almost vented: "Does Mr. Ji care about Director Ji this much on weekdays?"
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"What do you mean?"
"I've been very straightforward." There are some things that have been in my heart for a long time, and I always feel sorry for her.
Although her situation was not caused by herself, even though it had nothing to do with her.
But every time I dreamed back at midnight, I would always think of her loneliness and being plotted against.
"So, Mr. Li got into my car last time and hesitated to talk to me, but he knew the relationship early on."
Li Zhen said bluntly: "Yes."
"Then why didn't you just say it last time?"
"I'm worried that this is your own choice."
It doesn't matter. For that reason, there are many things that cannot be said clearly. If it were really her own choice, how offensive would it be to say it!
"Did Ji Mingzong arrange the car crash?" Ji Lan asked knowingly, even though it was pointless to pursue the matter at this point.
But she still wanted to know the answer.
At this moment, the boss served a pot of porridge. Li Zhen asked him to put it beside him, stirring it slowly with a spoon, letting out the hot steam: "You know what you are asking!"
"Then what's the point of telling me this."
Li Zhen said frankly and without scruples: "I don't think highly of Ji Mingzong, just like I know that this pot of porridge may not be delicious, Ji Lan , a man who is better than you suddenly appears in front of you, only caring about love, do you believe it? "
"Don't be stupid when you fall in love with an old man and think that his old house is on fire? It is true that an old house can catch fire, but there are not many things that can be burned in an old house. No matter how rough and desperate your life experience is, and you pretend to be mature, but your soul is still very new, there are still many things you can burn, your love, your Youth, your passion, impulse, hatred, Ji Mingzong is not. He is an old house. Over the years, there is nothing left after being exposed to wind and sun. Even if it burns down, he will only watch from the side. Burn him.”
"Then I'll tell you, if I burn it, what can I do?"
Ji Lan's fingertips on his knees bent slightly, and his back, which was leaning on the back of the chair, stiffened inch by inch because of his words.
Of course she knows, but what can she do?
At this point in her life, she has no other choice.
When he arrived, he calmed down and looked at him with a smile, his posture was casual and indifferent: "I seek fame and gain, he is valuable, he can make me rich, and even let me cross the class, I will pay for it." It’s not a bad idea to play with him with some affection!”
"It's just Mr. Li, I don't quite understand what you mean. Is it because you felt you owed me for keeping the secret last time, so today you generously acted as my life mentor to make up for your regrets?"
Li Zhen smiled bitterly: "That's right!"
"No need."
This meal was not pleasant.
When the show was over, Xu Ying pulled Ji Lan's sleeve and looked at her hesitantly, as if to say that she thought what Li Zhen said made sense. Ji Lan lowered his eyes slightly and ignored her little look: "Send you back?"
"I'll take a taxi myself."
Ji Lan hummed and whispered, "Be careful on the road."
The two parted, and when they were about to get in the car, across the street, Li Zhen leaned against the car with a cigarette and smoked continuously, looking at her through the smoke. After a long time, when she looked back on the day, she suddenly realized that what Li Zhen said was right.
The fire spread and burned her soul.
Ji Mingzong, on the other hand, just watched her burning.
The fire in her eyes was filled with fire. In Ji Mingzong's eyes, it was just a small road he walked when he was young.
In Beijing and Hong Kong in October, the temperature is high during the day and the cool breeze blows at night, making it a bit chilly.
The draft blew through and Ji Lan opened the door and got in the car.
Qin Chang shouted: "Miss Song, are you going back to Lanting?"
"What Miss Song?" Ji Lan asked.
"Mr. Ji asked us to call you this."
Ji Lan:.
"Go back!"
Halfway through the drive, Ji Lan received the Ji Xian called and asked her to meet.
She glanced at the time and after some deliberation agreed.
"Go to Qinhai Road."
"Ms. Song, sir has already called to urge you."
Qin Chang reminded softly that he received the call from Jing ten minutes ago. He called and asked where he was.
When he returned home, he told him his address, explained the reason, and prepared to leave before hanging up the phone.
"Urge you to go back?" Ji Lan asked knowingly, "Then stop and I'll take a taxi."
Qin Chang:.
At half past ten, Ji Lan arrived at the place.
Ji Xian hurried over and saw her getting out of the car and rushing towards her across the zebra crossing. He hugged her into his arms. For only a second, he released her with restraint and forbearance: "It's okay. Right?”
“It’s okay”
"Not abroad?"
"Flyed back overnight," Ji Xian took her hand into the teahouse: "I'm afraid you will be wronged."
As soon as they entered the box, Ji Xian asked for service After giving birth, he pulled out the chair and motioned for Ji Lan to sit down: "That's fine, you can be free only if you leave the Ji family."
"Yes," Ji Lan nodded while holding his chin.
My eyes fell on the stubble on Ji Xian’s chin: “Is the matter very difficult?”
"It's not good," Ji Xian responded truthfully: "I don't know where Hong'an Medical heard the news and started to contact each other. Our trip was very difficult."
"Hong'an Medical is not from other places. "
Ji Xian laughed helplessly, a little embarrassed to talk about the things in the family: "The third uncle took over the development of the Fifth Ring Road, invited Hong'an Medical to settle in, and made a vacant piece of land near the resort. Wangan Medical is an international private hospital that specializes in serving wealthy people. "
"In the future, the population of Beijing and Hong Kong will increase, and wealthy people will tend to spend more money to solve problems in order to avoid queuing. In this regard, Sanshu has a vision. It’s really long-term.”
Ji Lan pursed her lips, never doubting that Ji Mingzong was mentally ill.
The two chatted until eleven o'clock, when Ji Lan's phone rang. He glanced at the number and hung up. Another call came in from the other side, and it came fiercely.