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Chapter 1184 Mrs. Lan’s Seasonal Love (3)

Word to here.

Madam Lan stopped.

Lin Zhaoxia also knew the role of Mrs. Lan in it 13 years ago.

victim.

But the teenager mentioned.

It's anything but simple.

"Does Madam Lan know the boy's face and name?"

Lin Zhaoxia paused and went to ask.

I don't know where such words stimulated Mrs. Lan.

All of a sudden, her breathing became more severe, her beautiful eyes began to be bloodshot, and her thin hands gripped the quilt tightly!
Yang Moyan's eyes sank, and he stood up abruptly. When Madam Lan raised her eyes that were too red for a moment, she raised her hand and slashed at the back of Madam Lan's neck.

Mrs. Lan didn't even have a reaction, she narrowed her eyes slightly, then leaned her closed head slightly to the side of the bed and passed out.

Lin Zhaoxia paused slightly with her fingertips.

He looked at Young Master Yang who was doing this.

"What went wrong?"

"Psychological hint."

Yang Moyan only gave four words.

But it was enough to stir up waves in the young man's heart.

Lin Zhaoxia froze all over.

Then those twinkling peach blossom eyes narrowed deeply.

Another psychological hint?

Is it the same as the Mr. Jian they found back then?
And when it comes to the boy's face and name.

Another key switch.

"The clue is broken again."

Yang Moyan lowered his voice.

Lin Zhaoxia was a little silent, and raised her eyes again after a while, "Qingjia, Yejia, we must go and see."

"Well, let Mr. Lan come over and explain clearly to him."

This matter is not a small matter.

This is something that Mr. Lan must know.

The other party also knew about what happened 13 years ago.

What's more, this is the other party's wife.

Lin Zhaoxia laid Madam Lan flat on the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt, and then turned around and left the room with Yang Moyan.

Once you open the door.

That Mr. Lan is right outside the door.

He's been here all along.

Lin Zhaoxia stepped aside, "Ms. Lan is resting."

Mr. Lan glanced inside, then looked at the boy and Yang Moyan, "Ah Qing... what did she say?"

Yang Moyan still looked indifferently, but with a different and profound meaning, "Uncle Lan, let's talk about it in the study."

Mr. Lan glanced at Mrs. Lan in that room again, and finally closed the door, followed Yang Moyan and the boy to the study.

The door of the study closes.

There was silence in the room.

The first thing to break was Mr. Lan's uncontrollable anxiety, "Ah Qing, what do you say? When she was talking to you, was she okay?"

"Uncle Lan, don't worry, your wife is fine, she's fine." The boy said with an absolutely soothing voice and a calm smile.

Mr. Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

But this breath was only half relieved, and he was stuck.

"But I don't know if Uncle Lan knows that Mrs. Lan has other very serious matters?"

The young man spoke very slowly.

But it made Mr. Lan's pupils shrink.

Is there any other serious matter with his wife?
The young man said in a very light tone, with twinkling eyes, "Psychological hints."

"Boom--!"

It was the sound of books falling on the wooden floor.

Mr. Lan stood up uncontrollably, and accidentally pushed the book to the floor.

But he seemed unconscious, repeating the boy's words with trembling lips, "Psychological hint?"

The opponent's appearance.

Obviously heard the word.

This made Lin Zhaoxia narrow her eyes slightly, "Uncle Lan, what else do you seem to know?"

(End of this chapter)