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Chapter 940

Chapter 940

Lan Xixi: "..."

My whole heart is in chaos.

She remembered that wedding, when he recognized her at first sight.

I also remembered that he was jealous because of Bo Xilang, and she scolded him, "Lan Jiao is so good, why don't you take care of his wife?"

I even remembered that she went to find Tang Shishen and wanted to leave with Tang Shishen because of her quarrel with him...

There are many, many more...

How irritable must he have been at that time?

He was protecting her, but she kept getting into trouble and throwing away her burden.

Lan Xixi didn't know how to face this truth.

Too embarrassed to face it!

I don’t know how to continue my relationship in the future.

Not qualified.

Not worthy.

"Everyone, I'm sorry. Lord Jiu said that there were a lot of people gathered, so he changed it to receive the certificate secretly. Please pay attention to the Weibo news. It's over, it's over."

At this time, the staff's voice sounded.

The crowd felt pity for a while, unwilling to accept it, and left angrily.

Lan Xixi sat in a wheelchair with empty eyes and a pale face. She sat there for half an hour before Jiang Duoer pushed her back.

Perhaps, as Sheng Chen said, she was not qualified to appear in front of Bo Zhanye again.

...

In the following time, Lan Xixi stayed in the hospital for a week.

Due to emotional reasons, the body's internal antibodies decreased, causing the injury to worsen and the fever to become severe. I had been receiving infusions to reduce inflammation of the wound.

It wasn't until the seventh day that he recovered.

"Xixi, how do you feel?"

Lan Xixi forced a smile: "I'm fine. Has Yaya's condition improved in the past few days?"

Jiang Duoer shook his head, with a disappointed face.

Thinking of the cute and cute Yaya living in the intensive care unit and the possibility of never waking up again, my heart felt a sharp pain!

"Xixi, no matter what you decide to do with Master Jiu, you must investigate and take revenge first!

If Lan Jiao is really the murderer, she cannot be allowed to escape justice."

Lan Xixi nodded, her empty eyes darkened, and then said:

"I already have a plan. You can help me investigate Lan Jiao's whereabouts. I'll do it tonight."

"good!"

Soon, Jiang Duoer investigated: "Lan Jiao is having an animal charity event tonight.

This bitch bullies the cat secretly, pretends to be a good person on the surface, donates money, repairs the animal house, and openly suppresses you to improve her image.

I've seen disgusting things, but I've never seen anything so disgusting."

Lan Xixi also knew that Lan Jiao's face was not what she thought at all.

From now on, she will never look at her the same way again.

"Get me a set of clothes of the same style as hers, and then tonight, you try to hold her back, and I take the opportunity to get in the car, pretend to be Lan Jiao, and talk to her assistant."

"This method is good! As long as we are sure that she did it, we can find a way to collect the evidence."

"Um."

That night.

The charity gala was held smoothly, the media and the spotlight were all focused on Lan Jiao.

She is the focus of the crowd, the goddess that everyone admires and admires.

In the parking lot outside, Lan Xixi hid in a dark corner and waited until 9 o'clock.

Until the phone flashed to Jiang Duoer reporting the news: [The banquet is over, come on in!]

Lan Xixi quickly arranged her appearance, imitated Lan Jiao's posture and walked out, found Lan Jiao's car, opened the door and got in.

However, as soon as I got in the car, I was stunned!

In the car, in the front driver's seat, there is no agent. Instead, there is a noble man sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed and resting!

He seemed to have drunk a little wine, and his body exuded a faint scent of red wine and his own musk scent. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked uncomfortable.

Bo Zhan Ye!

He, he was actually in the car!

Lan Xixi was panicked and confused. She didn't know what to do, let alone how to face him.

Fortunately, the man didn't wake up, so she breathed a sigh of relief and took a deep breath.

Then he raised his hand, pressed his temples with a pair of small hands, and rubbed them again and again.

Moderate strength and professional technique.

After a while, the man's frowning eyebrows relaxed a little bit, and his handsome and god-like face was extremely beautiful.


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