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Chapter 545 Mr. Lan really has no son?

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    ?

    ""

    Qu Ping fell down.

    Uncle Lan, my husband is just talking politely, you don't intend to take it seriously, do you?

    Still use the phone number to add WeChat?  You don't know that Shengkuan, a straight man, rarely gives his communication information to others. You are about to be rejected in person, which is really embarrassing.  Sin!

    However

    "Okay!" Shengkuan took out his mobile phone, added a WeChat account with Lan Jianxing, and exchanged calls.

    "You" Qu Ping froze in place, wanting to say something but didn't know what to say, the words stuck in her throat.

    Lan Jianxing said happily: "I am very much looking forward to Mr. Sheng's visit to the shabby room when he is free, and he will guide my cooks by the way."

    "No problem!" Shengkuan smiled and agreed heartily.

    ""

    What?  Still meeting to go to Lan's house?

    God!  What should I do if I meet Lan Qian?

    Mars touches the earth, it's over!

    Qu Ping was so shocked!

    She didn't even notice when Lan Jianxing left. She didn't recover until Shengkuan pushed her.

    "Wife, what's wrong with you? You're out of your mind!" Shengkuan asked with a smile.

    Qu Ping scratched her hair in embarrassment, and Sheng Kuan didn't ask any more questions.

    The three got into the car.

    Yiyi lay in Quping's arms and fell asleep, the two of them didn't speak, but the carriage was surprisingly quiet.

    Qu Ping's thoughts were always on the agreement between Shengkuan and Lan Jianxing, and she looked up at the handsome face in the rearview mirror from time to time.

    "Honey, do you have something to tell me?" After Qu Ping hesitated to speak several times, Shengkuan finally couldn't help but speak out.

    Qu Ping shook her head in a panic.

    Originally, she had been working hard to talk to Shengkuan, but when it was brought to her mouth, she didn't dare to say it, she was afraid that Shengkuan might suspect it.

    "Are you thinking about my promise to cook for Mr. Lan?" Shengkuan asked.

    "How do you know?" Qu Ping was dumbfounded.

    Is it written on her face?  How did the smelly man see it?

    "Is this hard to guess?" Shengkuan laughed.

    He pulled over and turned to look at Qu Ping: "Honey, you don't like my contact with Mr. Lan?"

    "It's not that I don't like you being in touch with him. It's just that I think, don't these rich people have a common problem? They always suspect that others approach him for a purpose!

    Especially when he also said that he has no son, I am afraid that he will suspect that you are trying to get his money?  Even if he didn't think so, maybe someone else would.  How bad it is!

    I don't want my upright and upright husband to be misunderstood like this.  "Qu Ping said righteously.

    Sheng Kuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qu Ping curiously: "Honey, when did you become so sophisticated?"

    Qu Ping shrank her head guiltily, and said, "I've grown up."

    "Well, it's a lot bigger!" Sheng Kuan's evil eyes moved down from Qu Ping's face.

    Qu Ping was taken aback for a moment, then her face turned red, and she gave him a blank look: "You rascal! You're serious, you're starting to be dishonest again!"

    "I'm just testing the results of my labor. I don't think about it carefully. How can I" Shengkuan smiled wickedly.

    Seeing Qu Ping's blushing face made him feel good.

    It has been seven or eight years since she was married, and she has been in love more than the stars in the sky. Why is she still so shy?  It made him want to rush at her directly.

    "Stop! Try saying one more sentence? You are talking nonsense in front of the child! Be careful, I will send you to the guest room to sleep at night." Qu Ping gritted her silver teeth.

    Shengkuan chuckled and didn't tease him again.

    "Wife, you said that a wealthy family like Mr. Lan has no offspring? It's really strange, who will inherit the family business after he promises?" Shengkuan leaned back in his chair, frowning slightly.

    Qu Ping was taken aback, why did the stinky man come back to this topic again?

    "How do I know?" Qu Ping said guiltily.

    "The surname is Lan, and you are so rich, there shouldn't be many in this city, right?" Shengkuan thought and calculated, his voice low.

    "Why do you care about so many people?" Qu Ping's heart beat faster, and her little face was very red from nervousness.

    "Honey, I remember that the boss of DC is also surnamed Lan, right? Do you think they are from the same family?" Shengkuan asked suddenly.

    With a "boom", Qu Ping felt her brain explode, and her brains overflowed.

    "Wife?" Seeing that Qu Ping didn't respond, Shengkuan turned to look at her: "what happened to your face  so red!  "

    Qu Ping hugged her daughter nervously, let out a breath, pretended to be angry and said, "Why do you think I am blushing? I always look unscrupulous."

    "Hey! So you're still thinking about that!" Shengkuan chuckled: "Don't think about it, my husband will satisfy you at any time."

    "Also! I'm ignoring you!" Qu Ping turned her face to ignore him.

    "Okay, okay! Let's not talk about it. Let me ask you, the boss of DC is also named Lan, right? Do you think they are from the same family?" Shengkuan asked again.

    "How do I know? Why should I care about the client's private affairs." Qu Ping growled fiercely.

    Shengkuan nodded, and said clearly: "That's right! I'll go and find out myself."

    Qu Ping was taken aback, and asked anxiously: "Why do you want to inquire about these? Do they have anything to do with you?"

    Provincial Kuan glanced at Qu Ping's flustered face, and said calmly, "Just curious!"

    "Boring!" Qu Ping babbled, and did not continue to ask questions, lest the stinky man would become suspicious

    ?Since Wang Hui's illness was diagnosed, Jing Fang couldn't help feeling depressed. She couldn't sleep well at night, couldn't get up during the day, and had no appetite for meals, but she still had to pretend to be nonchalant when facing Xiangxiang.

    But in the second half of the year, orders flew in like snowflakes. How could the money-hungry little miser have trouble with money?

    ? Internal and external pincers, physical and mental exhaustion, haggard in a few moments.

    Yang Guang's heart ached terribly, but because of Lan Qian's absence, almost everything was on him. It was midnight when he got home, so he could only call during the day to care about Jing Fang.

    It was night, and Jing Fang was still fighting, and she didn't even have time to eat takeaway. She wanted to hurry up and go to the hospital to pick up her son.

    "Mr. Jing, don't you go home so late?" The manager passed by Jing Fang's office and came in when the lights were still on.

    "There's still a little work to do, I'll go back when I'm done." Jing Fang rubbed her eyes that were almost narrowed into a line, looked up and smiled at the manager.

    "Mr. Jing, why haven't you eaten dinner yet? How can your body bear it?" The manager frowned and blamed while looking at the untouched takeaway box.

    Jing Fang smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay, losing weight once in a while is good for your health! You go home, I'll leave later."

    The manager thought about it for a while before leaving.

    Jing Fang smiled unbearably, got up and wanted to pour a glass of water, but suddenly her legs gave way and she fell back to the chair.

    What's going on here?  Feeling weak?

    Quickly picked up his son and went home to rest early.

    Thinking of Jing Fang, she packed her things and went to the hospital.

    As soon as he entered the door of the ward, he found that the corners of Xiangxiang's eyes were still wet.

    "What's the matter?" Jing Fang asked, casting doubtful eyes on Wang Hui.

    Wang Hun smiled reluctantly.

    "Mom, I want to stay with Dad in the hospital tonight, okay?" Xiangxiang begged.

    "How can this work? You have to go to school tomorrow. Besides, if you are here, Dad will definitely not have a good rest." Jing Fang objected.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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