Chapter 222

I don't want jabeshan to go on.

Jia Beishan noticed the flash of displeasure on LAN qinsong's face, understood his meaning, and nodded, "it's really late today. I still have a low fever. I'll go back to have a rest first, and I'll tell you more about it another day, OK?"

She Du mouth looking at Tong Fen month, with flattering tone to discuss with her.

"Yes, I forgot that you still have injuries." Tong fenyue then remembered that Jia Beishan had a gunshot wound and urged her to go back. "You go back to have a rest and tell me when you are good."

Then she got up to see jabeshan off.

"Well." Jia Beishan nodded and then got up. She looked down at Tong fenyue's feet and said, "your feet are inconvenient. Don't send me. I'm leaving."

Then she looked at Fu Zhiran again, "Miss Fu, I'll go first. If you're still here another day, I'll invite you to dinner."

Very friendly attitude.

Fu Zhiran thought, who can't act, who can't pretend to be a good man.

She also smiles and nods, "OK."

Jabeshan bent her lips, turned and walked towards the door. As she turned, her body trembled slightly, and her injured shoulder was obviously pulled down.

It seems to hurt.

When passing by LAN qinsong, LAN qinsong asked her, "how did you come? Do you want me to send you back?"

Jabeshan shook her head. "I drove myself. It doesn't matter."

Hearing that she was driving by herself, LAN qinsong said in a language that was not easy to question: "let Xiao Liu see you off."

He laughs, and the guard is outside. He shouts out, and the guard is waiting outside.

LAN qinsong sends Jia Beishan to the door of the room, then turns around and looks at Fu Zhiran. Fu Zhiran is staring at him with cold eyes and can't help showing his hatred.

His eyes suddenly cast to come over, Fu Zhi dye heart a surprised, busily don't die of move the vision away.

"I went back to my room, too."

She got up and said hello to Tong fenyue. She lowered her head and walked towards the door quickly without saying a word to LAN qinsong.

He didn't even shout.

LAN qinsong also walks towards the inside from the door. When they are about to approach, Fu Zhiran beats his hands by his legs, clenches his fist, bites his teeth and passes LAN qinsong.

She held her breath until she came out of the door. Then she raised her head and breathed a sigh of relief. Unconsciously, her eyes were red.

She rushed back to her room, closed the door, took out her cell phone and packed all the photos into her mailbox.

Click on Tang Xiao's email.

"Dudu"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door behind him. Fu Zhiran's hand shook and quickly locked the screen and turned to open the door.

Well!

"Blue..."

Fu Zhiran looks at LAN qinsong, opens his mouth, calls him, but his voice seems to be stuck in his throat.

Holding the hand of the mobile phone, guilty of the back received.

LAN qinsong's face is still mild, "Xiaoran, let's talk about it."

Said he raised his foot across the door, Fu Zhiran did not stop, closed the door, followed by LAN qinsong, head down.

"Leave Jingyan." LAN qinsong stops in the middle of the room and turns to look at Fu Zhiran.

No serious, no cold face, but a helpless look.

What he said didn't surprise Fu Zhiran. All along, he was against their being together, but today he changed his tone.