"No need!" Lan Xi didn't want to say a word and kept walking forward.
Zhu Lingling thought for a moment, stopped, turned around, picked up the ointment from Li Yulan's hand, bowed, and turned to catch up with Lan Xi.
"Why do you care about her? She's a lunatic!" Lan Xi knew what Zhu Lingling had done, and she glanced at her.
After turning a corner, Lan Tingxu was sitting in a pavilion not far away with a smile on his face.
Hypocritical!
Lan Xi’s first reaction was this word!
"Uncle, what's the matter?" Sitting opposite Lan Tingxu, Lan Xi put his hand close to the charcoal brazier.
It's warm, even a little hot!
Lan Tingxu poured a cup of tea from the coffee table beside him: "Have some tea!"
"Let's get straight to the point!" Lan Xi looked down at the charcoal brazier in front of her, impatient to continue playing along with him.
Lan Tingxu took a sip of tea calmly and said, "I don't want the Lan family's shares!"
Lan Xi sneered: "Reason!"
"Leave Liu Xiyue to me!"
Lan Xi didn't expect to hear this person's name from Lan Tingxu's mouth. She looked at him, trying to find the answer from his eyes!
"You like her?" Lan Xi could even imagine her own expression when she said this.
"Oh!" Lan Tingxu sneered, his eyes full of disgust: "I want her to die!"
Lan Xi shrugged and rubbed her hands slowly:
"Whatever you want, she has no value to me anymore, you don't have to tell me specifically!"
"I want the information you got from Lanting'an's backup machine!"
Lanting Xu continued.
Lifting her hand to pick up the teacup, Lan Xi took a sip and raised her eyebrows: "Uncle... the news is quite fast!"
Lan Tingxu smiled lightly: "Thanks to you!"
He didn't explain, but what he said made no sense!
"What do you want to exchange first?" Lan Xi put down the teacup.
"Qin Xiangnan's identity..." The last syllable was drawn out, and Lan Tingxu kept an eye on Lan Xi.
Lan Xi smiled. She didn't expect that Lan Ting Xu would choose to threaten her?
"What a novel feeling!" Lan Xi was not angry. She smiled and looked at Zhu Lingling who was standing aside.
Zhu Lingling breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little frightened.
…
Standing in the alley, Qin Xiangnan looked at the crumbling wooden door in front of him, and heard sounds of beating and scolding from inside.
Reach out and push, squeak...
There's no sound inside!
Then there was the sound of the door opening: "Who is it?"
A man in a cotton jacket came out with a cigarette in his mouth!
He was still holding up his trousers, and when he looked up and saw Qin Xiangnan, he was stunned for a moment, then he reached out, pinched the cigarette and flicked it away!
"Xiang Nan is back?" His expression was a little strange, excited and covetous?
Qin Xiangnan walked past him expressionlessly, lifted the thick door curtain and walked in.
There was only a bed inside, and a few cigarette butts and some crumpled toilet paper were scattered on the floor next to the bed.
There was a table on the ground with some leftovers on it, and each bowl and plate had a chipped edge.
There was a stove in the corner, and there was a strong smell of burning carbon, which was a bit pungent.
A woman on the bed was curled up in a thick quilt, her hands painted with cheap nail polish. She grabbed the quilt and stuck her head out.
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