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half an hour.

"You've always been reasonable." Cheng Jialan glared at him, her elegant and cold voice was filled with warmth, which was intoxicating.

"You miss me." Bei Mingyu said in a deep voice.

The tone is unclear, and there is a hint of questioning in the attitude of the statement. The man's tone is very charming, as if the best chocolate has been melted by the heat, mellow and full of richness that makes you easily sink.

"Come up and rest, I don't need you to go to work today." Cheng Jialan's voice was decisive.

Immediately afterwards, Bei Mingluo was about to refute, but was blocked by Cheng Jialan's eyes.

"Can't I answer you?" Bei Mingyu said with a deep smile.

Glancing at him, Cheng Jialan's heart twitched slightly, even if this man would look at her face, it was because Beiming was too tired, lying on the bed receiving the thoughtful service of the benefactor, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Today is not a rest day, Cheng Jialan dressed as usual, after finishing the work before going out, she went to the bedroom lightly, took a look at Bei Mingyu who was sleeping soundly, and smiled.

Are you tired enough to hold on?

"Miss, the Lan family wants to see you, and their actions are very subtle." Uncle Liu said softly, hearing this, Cheng Jialan's eyes didn't take half an inch away from the side of Bei Minghao's face.

a long time.

"Got it." Cheng Jialan replied.

Standing in place and looking at Bei Minghao who was slightly sideways, Cheng Jialan's face was gentle, this man is really...

In the house, Bei Minghao never left Cheng Jialan's pillow with one hand, and his broad arm was always placed where Cheng Jialan fell asleep in the middle of the night, without any intention of leaving.

"Let's go, don't bother him before this afternoon."

"I understand, miss." Uncle Liu replied.

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The Lan family was obviously very cautious and avoided the eyes of most people. Seeing this, Cheng Jialan raised his eyebrows and signaled the other party to speak up if they had something to say.

At first, Cheng Jialan's attitude towards Lan Fuchuan was on the defensive because of Beiming.

But from the day when Lan Fuchuan and Chu Sifan appeared together in the Cheng family, Cheng Jialan's attitude towards Lan Fuchuan has undergone some subtle changes.

"Mr. Cheng, someone came in from the borderline last night, but the Chu family didn't know."

"Secondly, my son asked me to tell you what happened last night. It may be related to Oujing. You'd better be prepared in advance." After finishing speaking, the Lan family swept Jialan's slightly tightened fingers.

He also selectively ignored Cheng Jialan's sharp eyes.

I don't know how much time has passed, Cheng Jialan smiled, the tense and dangerous atmosphere disappeared, and the heartstrings of the Lan family gradually relaxed.

"Thank you Mr. Lan for me. As for thanking Mr. Li at will, the Cheng family will be satisfied as long as it is not too much." Cheng Jialan said.

Soon, the Lan family left.

Looking at the back of the other party, Cheng Jialan narrowed her eyes, Fu Ling was puzzled, she still hadn't understood which side this young master of the Lan family was on.

He has already cooperated with the devil guild, so is it too late to show his affection to the Cheng family?

"Boss, this young master of the Lan family doesn't want to show affection to the Cheng family, and then unite the front." Fu Ling's tone was suspicious.

After saying that, Cheng Jialan tapped her fingers on the table. At least, she can now be sure that Lan Fuchuan has no ill intentions towards the Cheng family.

Logically speaking, after becoming the right-hand man of the Devil Guild, Lan Fuchuan should be on guard against the Cheng family.

After all, the Cheng and Lan families are both partners of the devil guild, and there is also a competitive relationship in the cooperation. With the accuracy of Lan Fuchuan's knife, how can the Cheng family be allowed to dominate in front of Chu Sifan?

But Lan Fuchuan didn't do this from the beginning to the end. Instead, he was deliberately protecting the Cheng family. Of course, Chu Sifan would not doubt it at all.

Because she knew that Lan Fuchuan was able to get the 15% of the transportation line from Chu Sifan's hands in exchange for things from the Lan's chaebol.

The market value of the things that Lan Fuchuan took out to trade the transportation line should be around [-] billion.

I paid a huge price for asking for a higher position on my own initiative, how could I slap myself in the face later?

At the same moment, the Imperial Court of the Lan Family.

"Is the matter done?" Lan Fuchuan stood by the window. He has been recovering for a long time. It's not that he can't stand up and walk, but he is still a little powerless.

"My lord, have your legs gotten any better recently?" The Lan family who had just bid farewell to Cheng Jialan had joy in their voices.

"not bad."

"Oh, Miss Cheng already knew about it, and said that you can give the thank you gift, as long as it is not too much, the Cheng family can be satisfied." The Lan family reported truthfully.

As the voice fell, it happened that the cold wind suddenly picked up outside the window, and the thousands of crystals under the red sun were delightful.

There has never been a heavy snowfall in Yunxi City, and there are only small snowflakes on the left. Lan Fuchuan hooked her lips and smiled slightly. The little girl hasn't changed a bit in all these years.

Whether it is with the Lan family or with him, they are completely different, and they will never take more advantage.

The Lan family, who bowed their heads respectfully, felt sour in their hearts. Originally...their son can be domineering and arrogant in front of Miss Cheng, and he shouldn't be so restrained and suppressed.

"Young Master, Miss Cheng may still thank you in her heart." The Lan family said hurriedly.

"Thank you, just a carving knife, just what I need." Lan Fuchuan turned his gaze to Boxue on the ground, and his slender fingers lightly brushed the frost that had condensed on the glass window.

It is transparent, but unexpectedly blooms into a dazzling shape.

Xu Shi Lan Fuchuan spoke neatly, and the Lan family was stunned. This is obviously a good time to ask Miss Cheng for credit. Why does the young master want this thank you gift?

Moon white wool sweater, small v-neck style, delicate collarbone looks like a piece of top suet jade under the reflection of the outdoor white light.

Gold chains hang from both sides of the metal mirror frame, and he pulls his hands out of his trouser pockets to hold the mirror frame lightly.

And the gold chain also swayed slightly with the movements, and the elegant and elegant breath permeated the air during the graceful steps, as if the dry and cold winter was not so difficult.

......

When the news reached Cheng Jialan's ears, she was very surprised. She thought that Lan Fuchuan would take the opportunity to raise some high-level requirements.

For example: ask Cheng to restrain himself in front of Chu Sifan.

"Send the carving knife I photographed earlier."

"Yes, boss." Bei Mingyu was resting, and Fuling naturally had to work with a certificate. For this reason, Fuling also specially made Cheng Jialan a custom-made badge for her to clock in.

What other people's bodyguards have, she must also have.

"Still leaving?" Cheng Jialan snorted coldly, Fu Ling's body trembled as she watched with sharp eyes, it was terribly fatal, Qin Dui had never seen a boss so fierce before when he was here.

"Let's go, let's go now." Fuling smiled wickedly.

The carving knife is in the collection room of the ancestral house, Cheng Jialan alone has ten storage rooms, and this is just the collection room in the ancestral house.

As for the cloakroom, you can't count with two hands.

The most commonly used cloakroom has basically become the exclusive place of Bei Mingyu. The two of them worked in it a few times before and after, making loud noises. Everyone in the ancestral house is already aware of this.

As for the reason, it should be that there are more suits in the cloakroom that Bei Mingyu is interested in.

"Hey, why are you back now?" At noon, Fu Ling took advantage of the company's lunch break and drove to the ancestral house. Bei Mingfei was still fast asleep, and Uncle Liu was not busy.

"Oh, the boss told me to get something, you guys keep busy."

There are too many storage rooms, and Fu Ling has to find them according to the brand name, and Uncle Liu has already given her the key.

After half an hour, I finally found the legendary carving knife. When Cheng Jialan photographed it, Fuling was still in the Amazon.

"Miss, don't leave without lunch?" Uncle Liu looked at the small box in Fu Ling's hand and didn't say much.

"No." Fuling replied hastily.

When she returned to Cheng's to report again, the lunch break was coming to an end, and things were quietly sent to Lan's house according to Cheng Jialan's instructions, and the process went smoothly.

It's just that the Lan family who took over looked at her with some resentment in their eyes, and Fuling expressed her inability to accept it.

Entering Cheng's, Fu Ling was about to go directly to the president's office on the top floor, but she caught a glimpse of a figure inadvertently.

On the door plate opposite was written the words "Security Room" in huge font, which was extremely eye-catching.