Chapter 433: It’s not difficult to admit that others are better than you
Tu Ran said deliberately, "Not very good."
"Then give me a kiss to show your encouragement, my dear."
A certain big shot came forward shamelessly, and Mu Wanjun turned her head away, unable to bear to look.
"The singing is actually quite good." Tu Ran immediately changed his words with a blush.
"Since you sang well, give me two kisses to show your praise."
Tu Ran: ...
"Mr. Cheng, why didn't I realize before that you are so smooth-talking?" Feng Yao said jokingly.
"That's not glib talk, that's a true confession."
"Oh, oh, oh, how nice of you to confess your feelings..."
"Come on, it's too late. I don't want to waste time with you guys. We have to go home and do some business." Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Nancheng pulled his wife away.
Completely ignoring the remaining three...
"Wanjun, then you..." Tu Ran glanced at Mu Wanjun.
Before Mu Wanjun could speak, Feng Yao rushed to say, "Sister Wanjun, I'll take you there."
"No need, I can go back by myself." Mu Wanjun refused.
But when he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Lu Zhiang.
Lu Zhiang remained silent. After all, Feng Yao was still there, and it would not be good to say too much.
After Mu Wanjun took a taxi and left alone, Feng Yao stood in front of Lu Zhiang.
"what?"
"Old Lu, tell me the truth, do you like Mu Wanjun too?"
Lu Zhiang was not surprised, but he did not answer, and there was not even any emotion.
"Or have you two already had a secret conversation?"
"That's really not the case." Lu Zhiang denied.
"We've been friends for so many years, and you know me. I'm not stupid. There's definitely nothing innocent about your relationship." Feng Yao recalled every detail of tonight. In fact, it was impossible to deceive himself.
Mu Wanjun treats Lu Zhiang differently.
If it was Lu Zhiang who took the initiative to say that he wanted to send Mu Wanjun back, perhaps she would agree?
After thinking about this, Feng Yao felt even more uncomfortable and even felt very humble.
"You're right, we are not innocent."
Unexpectedly, Lu Zhiang actually admitted this.
Feng Yao was a little dumbfounded. He looked at Lu Zhiang for a long time without saying a word.
After a long silence, he said, "Well, it's not your fault. If I were a woman, I would also like someone like you, not me. Mu Wanjun is different from other girls. Most of the girls around me over the years came for my status, position, and wealth. Very few of them are truly sincere to me. But this is fair. God can't let you have everything. I am content."
"But it's not wrong that Mu Wanjun likes someone who is loyal."
"I have a complicated love history. The number of girlfriends I've dated could form a football team."
"But Old Lu, your love history is blank."
"She's right to like you. It's not difficult to admit that you're better than me."
Feng Yao patted Lu Zhiang's shoulder somewhat frustratedly.
"But this doesn't affect the fact that you will always be my buddy." Feng Yao is a clear-headed person. Although he feels uncomfortable, he can accept it. He also admitted what he said just now. Lu Zhiang is better than him.
Lu Zhiang also patted his shoulder and said, "I've said it before, Mu Wanjun is indeed not suitable for you. This is not because I have any selfish motives. You will understand some things later."
Lu Zhiang knew about Mu Wanjun's family, but Feng Yao didn't.
He is just a young boy, a rich second-generation who loves to play.
Relatively speaking, it is still very simple.
But Lu Zhiang had already witnessed the evilness of the Mu family in southern Sichuan a few years ago.
I don't agree with Feng Yao pursuing Mu Wanjun, and it would be even more difficult to get married.
On the way back, Tu Ran drove the car, and Xie Nancheng sat in the passenger seat because he had drunk a little wine.
But the boss's hands are still not honest.
From time to time, he would silently touch Tu Ran's hand.
"Stop messing around, I'm driving."
Xie Nancheng turned his head and looked at Tu Ran with a smile, "The traffic police in Xiangcheng remind you, don't touch your hands while driving, and don't drive if you touch your hands."
Tu Ran was so angry that he laughed.
"Isn't this quite clear?"
"Honey, I'm a little drunk."
"I don't believe it." Tu Ran looked ahead.
"Really, really, if I do something excessive tonight, please don't blame me tomorrow, okay?"
"You want to set a trap for me, right? I won't jump into it." Tu Ran glanced at him.
"Honey, to be honest, although I know you have me in your heart, your emotions are usually so stable that I once doubted whether I was just wishful thinking. But today, I finally saw your feelings for me, when I was singing..."
"What feelings?" Tu Ran was puzzled.
"When I sang Red Dust Inn, the way you looked at me was thready."
Tu Ran: ...
"Do you think it's a durian cheesecake? It's stringy?" Tu Ran gave the guy a blank look.
"Haha, it turns out you are so funny too." Xie Nancheng couldn't help laughing out loud.
But he couldn't help but lean his head on Tu Ran's shoulder.
"Wife, why are you so funny?"
“I feel like I could play it my whole life and never get tired of it.”
"Xie Nancheng, do everyone in your village praise people like this? Why does it sound so awkward to me?" Tu Ran frowned.
At this moment, Xie Nancheng suddenly thought of the time when he met his father in the hot pot restaurant at night.
Thinking back to the past, Tu Ran seemed to have given me a subtle reminder.
So he asked, "Wife, I want to ask you something."
"ask."
"Can you please stop hiding things from me?"
"Um."
Tu Ran knew that Xie Nancheng was not unaware of the fact that he had concealed some things.
I just gave her enough personal space and didn't ask.
"Do you know something about my dad?"
"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Tu Ran felt a little guilty.
"Answer me first. I remember you reminded me subtly before." Xie Nancheng said.
"I……"
"Have you seen anything?" Xie Nancheng asked.
"That's not the case, but I did dream about it...in a dream."
"Dream?" This was somewhat unexpected.
"Yeah, I just dreamt that Dad seemed to be... with another woman, and Mom was devastated."
"I seem to remember a little bit. You said you dreamed that your mother committed suicide." Xie Nancheng took a deep breath.
"Yes, but these are just dreams and have no scientific basis," Tu Ran emphasized.
"I know."
"What's wrong with you? Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"
"When I ordered food at the hot pot restaurant tonight, I saw my dad having a very intimate meal with a woman."
Tu Ran was stunned and thought, this Xie Nancheng is really patient.
After encountering all these, do you still have the mood to eat and sing with them?
"Then you..." Tu Ran suddenly didn't know what to say.
"I've asked someone to investigate, and I think there will be results soon."
Speak of the devil and he will appear. As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xin called.
"Boss, you asked me to investigate the chairman, and I'm getting some clues on this matter."
"Go ahead." Xie Nancheng seemed mentally prepared.
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