"Rich people are indeed ruthless." Zhang Liao sighed: "If I become rich one day, I must give that girl a little color."

He was talking about Xiaomo, and he was still worried about Xiaomo's criticism.

Lu Zhan kicked the tires of the van: "All our belongings are not as good as others' mobile phones."

Zhang Liao: "..."

The reality is too cruel and heartbreaking.

He touched two cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to Lu Zhan.

"You have to come to Cheng Yue today just to meet Cheng Wanci?" Zhang Liao said with a loud voice, and his expression became solemn: "Brother, it's not that I'm going to hit you, you are really not on the same road as others now. And who is Ji Tingshen? Why were you in jail back then? You were not Ji Tingshen's opponent back then, let alone you now? Listen to my advice, this woman thinks about it, don't act seriously, the only one who is unlucky will be you."

Zhang Liao was not stupid either, it was obvious that something was wrong with Lu Zhan.

"We will work honestly in the future and make money. With your and my mind, can we still not make money?"

Lu Zhan took a deep breath of cigarette.

This cigarette is very inferior and he is used to it.

He understands all what Zhang Liao said, but understanding is one thing, and persuading himself to let go is another thing.

For a while, he really hated Cheng Wanci and Ji Tingshen, and he wished they would die.

I have been cowardly and shameless before, and I have done nothing that people have done.

But when he was lying in the hard bed in the prison late at night and couldn't sleep, he could not help but think that if he hadn't betrayed Cheng Wanci and offended Ji Tingshen, he would have relied on himself and Cheng Wanci to break through step by step, and now he might have succeeded long ago.

Then Cheng Wan's good lyrics came into his mind.

The good things that Cheng Wanci, which he deliberately ignored and forgotten were like a heavy punch, hitting his heart hard on his heart, gradually remorseful.

But, it's too late.

"I know." Lu Zhan let out a sip of smoke, and his mood was not much relaxed.

He was unwilling to give up.

Seeing Cheng Wanci's success and seeing her getting better and better, and living happier, he was unwilling to accept it.

When I got home, I saw a woman dressed in bright and beautiful makeup sitting on the simple sofa in the living room.

My daughter Lu Xuefei stood aside with a cold face, with a stubborn expression.

Lu Zhan's face subconsciously sank.

Zhang Liao whistled: "Oh, there are distinguished guests."

When Su Qing saw Zhang Liao's brows tight, she ignored the other party, but stood up and said to Lu Zhan:

"You come out with me, I have something to say."

But Lu Zhan threw his cell phone on the desk, "Speak just if you have something to do."

Zhang Liao kept winking at him, so anxious that he couldn't do it.

This woman is different from Cheng Wan's poems, and she obviously hasn't had her old love for Lu Zhan.

Last time I heard that something happened to Lu Zhan, I quickly sent the money. Could it be that I sent the money again this time?

Seeing that Lu Zhan pretended not to see his color, Zhang Liao simply pushed Lu Zhan into the bedroom:

"Since you don't want to go out, go and chat in the house, go and go quickly."

He grinned at Su Qing again: "Beauty, please forgive me for being simple at home. If you have anything, go to the house and say, please."

Just like the house is his.

Su Qing went to Lu Zhan's room.

Lu Zhan stood still and Zhang Liao kicked him behind him: "Go quickly, you can't let the guests wait for a long time."

"Don't care about my business." Lu Zhan warned Zhang Liao: "Otherwise, go to sleep in your broken car."
Chapter completed!