cheating a big guy into a husband

Lan Rui just entered the meeting room, he was going to hold an important meeting.

The phone rang suddenly, seeing that it was Aunt Ling, Lan Rui hurriedly answered it.

"Patriarch, it's not good, it's not good, the young lady is gone, the madam is too deep in sleep, she can't even wake up, and the young master is crying endlessly."

Lan Rui got up abruptly, the movement was too big, the chair behind him was brought to the ground, but he turned around and ran out of the meeting room at a speed of [-] meters.

The high-level officials were astonished.

They just blinked, and Mr. Lan disappeared.

"What happened?"

Everyone turned their attention to Vice President Lan.

That is Boss Lan's third younger brother, who serves as the vice president of the company, but everyone doesn't recognize Vice President Lan's ability very much. Born to a mother, they are all sons of the Lan family. Vice President Lan is far from Boss Lan. That mouth can speak well, and it is said that it is deeply loved by the old lady.

In a big family like the Lan family, the eldest son bears the responsibility of the family, and the youngest son is doted on by his parents.

The old lady's favorite is indeed Lan Zhiping, the kind who gets along very politely with her eldest son Lan Rui. Although they respect each other, they lack the affection of mother and child.

Lan Zhiping, who was watched by everyone, was also dumbfounded. He said, "My elder brother ran away after receiving a call. I don't know what happened. Don't look at me."

It made him feel furious.

"But what made my elder brother run away in such a panic must be a call from my sister-in-law."

Lan Zhiping said speculatively.

As soon as the president's wife was mentioned, all the senior executives turned their gazes back to Lan Zhiping.

Their president is outstanding, handsome and rich. Although they are married, there are still many women who fall in love with him and pester him endlessly. Many admirers say that they don't want to be famous or important, and they just want to be by the president's side and be an unknown mistress. .

It's a pity that their president is extremely loyal to his wife. No matter how many admirers entangle him, he will refuse them all, and will not give any admirers a chance. As a result, many admirers can't fall in love and have resentment towards the president's wife.

Especially the president's wife is very lucky. One year after marrying into the Lan family, she gave birth to a pair of twins for the president.

This is even more enviable and jealous.

The president loves his wife even more, he is holding it in his hands for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting. No matter what the president is doing, as long as the wife calls and asks the president to go home, the president will immediately leave Leave everything and rush home.

In Wangcheng, everyone knows that the new head of the Lan family, the president of the Lan Group, is a wife slave.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Lan Zhiping's cell phone also rang.

He saw that the caller ID was from his wife. He smiled at everyone and said, "My wife is calling."

Everyone heheed twice.

Just now, Vice President Lan was insinuating that the CEO dotes on his wife inside and out. No, when his wife called, he was still a wife slave.

Lan Zhiping answered his wife's call.

The third wife said anxiously on the phone: "Zhiping, come back soon, something happened at home, Qingqing was stolen, and the house was in a mess. Parents sent someone to look for it, but she also lost her temper at home." , I want to send all the servants and bodyguards on the elder brother's side to the police station."

Hearing this, Lan Zhiping was shocked, and asked in repeated voices: "How could it be stolen? There are so many people in the family to take care of it, and most of the time it is the elder sister-in-law who does it herself. She hardly stays around the child. Whoever eats the guts of a dog is not afraid of it." Die, don't die!"

"Come back soon, ouch, my stomach seems to hurt, Zhiping, I'm not going to give birth."

The third wife didn't know if she was anxious, she was so anxious that her fetus moved, or she was really about to give birth. She suddenly felt a pain in her stomach, and she was no longer in the mood to talk to her husband on the phone.

Her due date is just a few days away.

Lan Zhiping is really in a hurry now.

The niece was stolen, and the eldest brother went to find it. His wife's belly was his own flesh and blood, so it was more important than his niece.

Therefore, Lan Zhiping also hurried home.

In Wangcheng, anyone with the surname Lan, or those who have lost relatives in the Lan family, will help find Lan Qing who was taken away from home.

When Lan Rui returned home, he saw his wife who was still sleeping. He realized that his wife had been drugged, and told the family doctor to take care of his wife. He began to investigate and track down his daughter's whereabouts.

His efficiency was very fast, and he quickly found Miss Zhuang, who was one of his admirers, and he loved the most crazily.

He sternly rejected her several times, but she still didn't give up, and even went to Lan's house to disturb Yimo, telling Yimo that she would not take the position of the wife of the head of the house, but only wanted to be a woman by his side, which made Yimo so angry Weeping, I feel so sorry for him.

In a fit of rage, he suppressed the banker in various ways. In Wangcheng, their Lan family is like a local emperor, rich, powerful, and powerful.

The Zhuang family, which was completely suppressed by the Lan family, could not sustain it, and soon went bankrupt and was heavily in debt.

The man surnamed Zhuang sneaked into Lan's house and stole his daughter, just to take revenge on him!

Lan Rui gritted his teeth with hatred, and regretted that he was not cruel enough. He should have ruined the dealer's family. It was all because of his soft-heartedness.

Lan Rui led people to chase after Zhuang.

The person surnamed Zhuang has already made arrangements to escape at this point.

By the time Lan Rui found Ms. Zhuang, she was already dead. She died in City B. She was insulted to death. Her death was miserable, but her bag was not lost. Everything in the bag was still there, and she had an ID card , a bank card, a lot of cash and some jewelry, these are all she is planning to use for her escape.

There is also a locked diary.

Miss Zhuang died, but Lan Qing was gone.

Lan Qing was only half a year old, and she couldn't even sit still, so she couldn't run away by herself. Lan Rui guessed that the person who killed Miss Zhuang took his daughter away.

Next, Lan Rui took his people, and invited several powerful families in City B to help find them. They turned City B upside down, but they couldn't find Lan Qing.

Lan Qing was not found in City B. Lan Rui missed his lovely wife and children at home, and left someone to continue looking for his daughter. He hurried back to Wangcheng.

……

Shen Yimo's tears fell harder.

That memory was a hurdle she couldn't overcome. She had been crazy for more than [-] years. In the final analysis, she couldn't face the fact that she lost her daughter.

Is it her fault?

She was careless!

Unexpectedly, some sleeping pills were added to the glass of milk, and the daughter was stolen while she was asleep.

She didn't know what happened after she fell asleep, she only knew that after waking up, she learned that her daughter had been stolen, and she went crazy looking for her daughter everywhere.

She cried, crying until her heart broke.

She blamed herself, blamed herself so much that she wanted to die, and she also committed suicide several times. It was Aunt Ling who knelt in front of her holding Xiao Lanzheng, begging her to take pity on Xiaolanzheng. survived.

But her sky collapsed, her heart was hollowed out, and her world lost its light from the beginning.

It was because she was useless, because she didn't protect a pair of children well.

The mother-in-law always scolded her, accusing her of sleeping so hard that she didn't even know the child was stolen.