Xia Jingze knelt down and said, "Oh, brother Lan Cheng, don't do this. I know I'm wrong. Why don't you beat me up? You're so scary."
Ye Lancheng twitched and pressed his throbbing forehead: "Get up, I'm not angry."
"Really?" Xia Jingze couldn't believe it.
"Um."
Xia Jingze was dubious: "Then why don't you let me clarify? You must still be angry. Oh, brother Lan Cheng, you'd better beat me up, I'm afraid of you."
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng held his forehead with a headache: "Get up and give you a chance to atone for your sins."
"Brother Lan Cheng, tell me, I can do anything you ask me to do, and I will go through fire and water, no matter what." Xia Jingze stood up as if he was being pardoned.
"Follow the scandal."
Plop!
Xia Jingze's legs were not straight yet and he knelt softly: "Oh, brother Lan Cheng, you are still angry as expected. I really, really know that I was wrong. If you beat me to death, I won't dare to have sex with my sister-in-law.
Scandal."
Ye Lancheng glanced at him coldly, and Xia Jingze felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. He asked without tears: "Brother Lancheng, can you just tell me what you want me to do? If you say half-sentences like this, I
I can’t get your point.”
After asking this question, Xia Jingze saw seven bright characters in Ye Lancheng's indifferent eyes: How can you be so stupid!
"I'm not stupid just today." Xia Jingze muttered aggrievedly.
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng was not angered by the scandal, but was angered by Xia Jingze's stupidity, and his face darkened: "Don't worry about this matter, let it continue to ferment. When it gets hotter, you can clarify the matter. The reason is your designer."
Xia Jingze's eyes flashed, and he finally got to Ye Lancheng's point with Ye Lancheng's straightforward explanation: "Brother Lancheng wants to use this scandal to give my sister-in-law some free publicity! I'll go, my brother is awesome."
Ye Lancheng gave Ye Lancheng a look that said "a pig can think of it": "Is there anything else?"
This might have been done by Yang Xi, or she might have revealed the news to the paparazzi in order to get revenge on her sister-in-law, so the paparazzi went to the cafe and took pictures of those things.
photo."
Yang Xi!
Ye Lancheng's eyes turned cold.
Xia Jingze felt that the air pressure in the office had dropped again, and he silently retreated towards the door: "Well, Brother Lan Cheng, I've finished talking about the matter, I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away, as if someone was chasing him behind him.
Lao Jiu looked at his back as if he was running for his life and felt puzzled. He thought that Mr. Ze might have plucked the tiger's hair again, otherwise why would he be running so fast?
"Old Jiu." Ye Lancheng called towards the door.
Lao Jiu snorted and walked in: "Young Master."
"Go check the information of Yang Xi, the director of An's International Clothing Department, as well as her call records yesterday, to find out if she was responsible for the scandal." Ye Lan said after accepting the deal.
"Yes, young master." Lao Jiu received the order and went to check.
... An Zhisu stayed up late last night drawing pictures and went back to her room to sleep in the middle of the night. She slept until noon. When she got up, there was already a prepared lunch on the dining table. She looked around and saw no one at home, so she thought it was Ye Lancheng.
It was sent by someone. I simply didn’t look into it. I happened to be hungry, so I took it.
He started to feed himself as soon as he picked up his chopsticks. An Zhisu turned off his cell phone before going to bed in the early morning, and then turned it on. As soon as he turned it on, his cell phone started buzzing non-stop, all of which were WeChat messages sent by others.