Lu Jingchi still had a sullen face and didn't intend to pay attention to her. Jiang Lan stared at him eagerly, but he didn't even look at her, which also cost Jiang Lan the chance to communicate with him.

Jiang Lan loosened his sleeves and silently withdrew his gaze.

Lu Jingchi's decision has never been changed, so Jiang Lan's attempts to show good will are of no use.

He took her back to the villa. After getting out of the car, Jiang Lan stared at him, obviously having something to say.

Lu Jingchi, however, left without looking back.

Jiang Lan could only follow him. After entering, he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. He turned to look at Jiang Lan and said, "Let's go cook."

Jiang Lan opened her mouth, but he only left her with a silhouette of his back.

She had to go to the kitchen.

Lu Jingchi's phone rang again. It was Xia Yan's phone. He glanced at it and threw it on the sofa.

Xia Yan called several more times without giving up, and when she got to the eighth call, Lu Jingchi finally answered.

Jiang Lan got out of the kitchen and pricked up his ears to listen to what was going on outside.

Lu Jingchi sounded a little impatient, "What are you doing?"

Xia Yan said on the other end of the phone: "Didn't you say you wanted to accompany me to a film exchange meeting tonight? Where are you? Where have you been?"

Lu Jingchi leaned back, holding his cell phone in one hand and pinching his eyebrows with the other.

"Do you have to go?"

"Of course, I told everyone you were coming. How could I come to the stage if you don't come? You won't go back again, right?"

Xia Yan almost gritted her teeth when she said the last sentence. This man went home more frequently than he drank water recently.

Every time he went back, Xia Yan couldn't help but wonder what the two of them were doing at home, whether their relationship would suddenly heat up, and whether they would fall on the sheets.

Although Xia Yan can comfort herself, Lu Jingchi won't even touch her, and he certainly won't touch the mute either.

But she still couldn't convince herself and felt angry every time she thought about it.

"Isn't it normal for me to go home?" Lu Jingchi's tone was calm, as if he didn't hear the anger in Xia Yan's words.

"Yes, it's normal for you to go home, but I just don't want you to stay with that mute. I don't care. Come here quickly. If you don't come, I will freeze to death here."

Lu Jingchi sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness, "Send me the address."

"That's pretty much it. I'll send it to you on WeChat."

After saying that, Xia Yan hung up the phone and sent the address to his WeChat.

Lu Jingchi stood up, grabbed his coat, and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed something. He turned around and saw his head sticking out from the kitchen.

The moment he looked over, Jiang Lan immediately retracted his head.

She took out the vegetables from the refrigerator and put them on the chopping board to cut them. She was still thinking about the time it would take to go to the hospital and back.

While she was lost in thought, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Jiang Lan was startled, and the kitchen knife fell on the chopping board, making a clanging sound.

Jiang Lan suddenly raised his head and met the man's penetrating gaze.

"Come with me."

Lu Jingchi dragged her and walked out without any explanation. Jiang Lan didn't even have time to untie her apron.

He pulled Jiang Lan all the way outside and stuffed her into the car.

Jiang Lan was a little anxious, not knowing where Lu Jingchi was taking her, and she wanted to take advantage of his absence to visit Grandma Zhang in the hospital.
Chapter completed!