Chapter 2983: that would be great
Chapter 2983 That's great
"Never..." Fang Lan murmured.
"No other men are allowed." The man's voice was stubborn and determined.
Fang Lan whispered: "There won't be..."
…
The night covered the moonlight, and Zhuang Shihao carried Fang Lan back to the room.
Fang Lan blushed and slapped him lightly.
"Don't lie to me in the future."
"Um."
"It's not like that."
"Well." Zhuang Shihao replied, but he was not sure, it was so good just now, how could he refuse?
He suddenly looked down at her: "You already know my trumpet before?"
It seemed that some key node was suddenly opened up, and he figured out everything in his mind.
"Yeah, a week ago. I saw Bai Jingru at school, but they didn't know me at all, and they even took out WeChat to add me. You said how embarrassing I was at the time. When I came back, I saw Youyou playing Son of your mobile phone, I found your trumpet very quickly. Zhuang Shihao, I was really angry at the time!"
The layer of gloom that enveloped Zhuang Shihao finally dissipated, and he said in a low voice, "That's why you told my trumpet that you're in love with another man?"
Fang Lan blinked: "You are allowed to lie to me for so long with the trumpet, and I am not allowed to lie to you a word?"
Zhuang Shihao held her down and gritted his teeth: "Fang! Lan!"
"What are you doing so fierce, you are allowed to lie to me, and I am not allowed to take revenge on such a petty person?"
"Where is this small?" Zhuang Shihao grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest, "I haven't been able to eat or sleep for more than a week, and I've lost several pounds. You have to pay me!"
Fang Lan realized that all his bleakness and the stubble on his chin were all because of this incident.
She thought he was too tired recently.
did not expect that a lie of her heart would deceive him like this.
"Sorry."
"I'm sorry it's useless... Use something else to make up for it." Zhuang Shihao pressed her down.
…
Fortunately, Aunt Zhang took Youyou out long enough.
When came back, Aunt Zhang sighed: "It's really hard to buy this exact same pen."
"Really, it's really hard for you." Fang Lan rubbed her flushed face.
"Fortunately I bought it."
Youyou carefully put the pen into the bag.
Zhuang Shihao glanced at Fang Lan and hugged Youyou: "Let's go take a bath."
Fang Lan's legs were sore, and she was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone. Assistant Zhang called.
She picked it up and asked casually, "Is there something wrong, Assistant Zhang?"
"Thank God, Mr. Local, you are finally willing to answer the phone." Assistant Zhang cried with joy.
"Sorry, I was too busy the past few days." Fang Lan vaguely remembered that Assistant Zhang had called several times.
It's just that she never answered. She originally thought of calling him back when she was not busy, but... Fang Lan knocked on her head, this **** memory.
"Mr. Fang, you need to save your life."
Fang Lan said calmly, "Assistant Zhang, I don't care about Shihao Group's official business now. If you have work matters, go to your company's internal staff."
"Mr. Fang, I'm not talking about work. It's Zhuang. Only you can save your life! Mr. Fang!" Assistant Zhang was about to burst into tears.
For more than a week, Mr. Zhuang's state has fluctuated, and it almost cost him his life.
A companion is like a tiger. What the ancients said is really not wrong at all.
(end of this chapter)