I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 325 Even if Wei Lan doesn’t look like Wei Lan anymore, he still can’t bear it.

Wei Lan was startled for a moment, her eyebrows slightly raised, she lowered her head and looked at her clothes in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Wei Lan wears a white sweater underneath, and an earth-colored sweater outside, which is often called an earth color in the countryside, but is called a light brown sheepskin jacket in the city.

The collar and cuffs of the sheepskin coat are tied with snow-white wool, and the lower body is paired with a khaki corduroy skirt. On her feet is a pair of leather boots with a slight heel, which makes Wei Lan's figure even taller and slender.

Because of Jiang Lihua's exclamation, Wei Lan lowered her head to check her dress. The long black hair that was scattered around her shoulders instantly slid down the arc to her chest, making her lips red and white, making her face look smaller.

Jiang Lihua shook her head blankly, "No, it's nothing..."

That is, no matter from which angle you look at it, Wei Lan does not look like an educated youth who went to the countryside, but more like a charming young lady from the old Republic of China period.

The person in front of Wei Lan no longer has the squeamish energy he had when we first met him.

But Jiang Lihua felt that Wei Lan was beautiful, and her beauty existed all the time. On the other hand, everyone else in the educated youth spot, after going to the countryside, had gone through so many things, and now they looked so disgraced.

 I didn’t think anything of it at all, but when compared with Wei Lan, they looked even less personal.

Jiang Lihua sighed, then raised her eyebrows and glared at Wei Lan: "I don't want to stand with you if you compare me to others! It makes me look like your little maid."

Wei Lan burst out laughing. She had already understood Jiang Lihua's duplicity. She crossed her arms and asked deliberately: "What's the matter? Are you going to watch the excitement?"

Jiang Lihua choked for a moment, fearing that Wei Lan really wouldn't go, so she quickly stepped forward to hold Wei Lan's arm and led him outside: "Okay, okay, why don't I just admit defeat? Let's go quickly, we'll be late." Everyone is gone!"

The two of them were laughing and joking, running arm in arm, and when they reached the courtyard, they spontaneously put a hand across their foreheads to block the tiny raindrops.

Jiang Lihua retracted her hand and quickly opened the courtyard door. Just as she was about to turn around and tell Wei Lan to hurry up, she suddenly met the narrow and cold eyes of the man outside the door.

With words stuck in her throat, Jiang Lihua let go of the doorknob and couldn't help but take a step back, "Yan, Deputy Bureau Yan."

“Huh?” Wei Lan was startled for a moment, then raised her head and saw the man standing outside the door.

Yanyi's forehead was wrapped with a white bandage, and there was obvious redness, swelling and bruises on his cheek under his left eye. It looked like the injuries on Gu Chao's body were indeed no lighter.

Wei Lan’s eyes flickered across Yan Yi’s face, “Why are you here?”

But when he thought of Yanyi privately causing trouble for Gu Chao, Wei Lan's tone became worse.

The little girl has fair skin, pink face and peach cheeks, red lips and white teeth. She is dressed sweetly and fashionably. Yanyi's eyes light up slightly, and he has not taken his eyes away from Wei Lan since opening the door.

Just seeing Wei Lan's slightly wrinkled eyebrows and unwelcome tone, Yanyi's deep brows furrowed slightly, and her thin lips instantly pursed into a straight line, "I have something I want to talk to you alone."

　　When Yanyi said this, he glanced at Jiang Lihua, and the meaning was obvious.

Jiang Lihua was not sure what the relationship between Wei Lan and Yanyi was. Although she was a little scared of this man, she was worried that Wei Lan would suffer, so she stood there without moving.

“You go ahead, I’ll come find you later.” Wei Lan gave Jiang Lihua a reassuring smile, indicating that she would be fine.

Jiang Lihua nodded, her wary eyes passed over Yanyi, and she passed through the courtyard gate sideways, heading towards the brigade first.

As soon as Jiang Lihua left, Yanyi crossed the threshold with his long legs and was about to enter the courtyard. Wei Lan was quick and stretched out his hand to support the courtyard door in time, stopping him from entering the house.

 Wei Lan glared at Yan Yi fiercely. The moment Yan Yi's face turned cold, Wei Lan involuntarily raised his palm, but before his slap could fall, Yan Yi's backhand caught his wrist.

Yan Yi smiled hoarsely, his hot and cold breath hit Wei Lan's face, and there was a trace of anger in his teasing tone: "What do you want to do?"

Wei Lan tried her best to pull her hand away but still couldn't break free from Yan Yi's hand, so she simply gave up.

Just when Yanyi thought she couldn't break free and had to obey, Wei Lan suddenly leaned forward, grabbed the man's collar with one hand, and pulled him towards her. Wei Lan's whole body was in Yanyi's arms, as if she was throwing herself into his arms.

The sudden close contact also shook Yanyi's mind. He twitched the corners of his lips and was about to say something, but Wei Lan spoke first: "What do I want to do? I also want to ask you, what do you want to do!"

At the critical moment, Wei Lan's right knee under the corduroy skirt suddenly pushed up, "You can threaten me, but you can't bully my man!"

"Well..." The usually straight back suddenly bent into a ball, and Yanyi covered his lower abdomen and quickly squatted down.

Severe pain swept through all parts of the body. Although it was painful, Yanyi remained vigilant.

When Wei Lan's foot kicked over, Yanyi's body had already reacted, clasping the slender ankle and knocking the person to the ground.

Wei Lan put her hands on the ground, her hands were burning and painful, and crystal tears instantly filled her eyes. Before she could react, Yanyi had already grabbed her collar and pulled her in front of him.

Wei Lan knelt down in front of Yan Yi, staring into Yan Yi's increasingly cold eyes with angry eyes, showing no fear.

　　A pair of small hands were burning with pain but they were squeezed tightly, ready to seize the opportunity at any time to fight back.

The girl's eyes were filled with tears, her red lips were bitten and turned white, and her small face as white as jade was full of unwillingness and stubbornness, like a milk cat that was pinched by the back of the neck.

 On her face, in her eyes.

 There is only fear and resistance.

 No attachment.

 No dependencies.

 There is no joy either.

Yanyi pursed her thin lips tightly, her sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly, a trace of struggle flashed through her deep and narrow eyes, and she stared complicatedly at Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes stained with anger.

His breathing is getting heavier and heavier, which is a sign of anger.

A trace of fear flashed across Wei Lan's face, fearing that Yanyi would lose control and really attack him.

 The more she thought about it, the paler her face turned.

There was even a ridiculous image of smashing a big watermelon with one fist in my mind.

If Yanyi punches her, her head should be like that big watermelon, right?

"Don't be afraid of me..." The big hand holding Wei Lan's collar suddenly released. Yanyi lowered his eyes and pushed the hair away from her lips. "I just came to see you. I don't mean any harm."

Even if Wei Lan doesn’t look like Wei Lan anymore, he still can’t bear it.

 Be more tolerant. If you are more tolerant, everything will be fine.

 His girl will become her original self.

“We are friends, aren’t we?” Yanyi’s arms had bulging veins under his uniform, but his voice was unusually soft, “I’m just worried that that man will bully you.”

"No one bullies me except you!" Wei Lan swatted his hand away with a sullen look on his face: "We can be friends, but the premise is that you don't get so close to me!"

 (End of this chapter)