Marry the ex-boyfriend's father [Transmigration Book]

"You have the flu?"

With the same concern, Song Mingquan spoke with a different kind of tenderness. After a while of eating and drinking, everyone's seats had already been disrupted, and Ji Lanchuan didn't know when the other party was sitting next to him.

Knowing that Qin Ziheng didn't want to see the male second, Ji Lanchuan didn't answer, but shook his head slightly.

The night breeze was cool, Qin Ziheng and Bai Shinian got together for some reason, Ji Lanchuan just wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Song Mingquan, when he saw Li Feng walking over with a bunch of potatoes: "Where do you want to go?"

Are you a radar? Respond so fast.

There are so many slots, so Ji Lanchuan could only stop and smile, "Go and find Ah Heng, I just finished baking..."

"Don't waste your energy," Li Feng glanced at the tray in the young man's hand with distaste, and deliberately pointed to the two laughing at Yan Yan in the corner, "These two are a couple, people like you will never try to get in with us circle."

Holding the tray with a little force, the black-haired young man could no longer maintain the smile on his face: "Master Li respects himself, I am Ah Heng's boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Like hearing some big joke, Li Feng hilariously exaggerated, "It's just a stand-in, how dare you treat yourself like a toy."

"When Shi Nian and Qin Ziheng met, you didn't know where to play with mud."

The words were so harsh that even Song Mingquan, who was watching the play, couldn't stand it. It wasn't that he was kind enough to complain for Ji Lanchuan, it was just that Li Feng behaved like a young master raised by a family.

"So what?" The voice was trembling, but the young man's back was still straight, "Ah Heng likes me now, does it mean that Li Shao likes to let his friend be a mistress so much?"

"Who do you call mistress?!"

Stepping forward angrily, Li Feng almost hit the young man's face with the bamboo stick in his hand. Fortunately, he still remembered to keep his voice down and didn't directly make a big deal out of it.

It's a pity that I didn't take the opportunity to take the protagonist Gongshou apart.

Knowing that this conflict cannot be provoked by himself, Ji Lanchuan lowered his eyes, silently brewing his emotions: "Li Shao understands in his heart."

No matter how xenophobic you are in private, helping your friends to seduce "married husbands" is a complete moral corruption. Even if Li Feng has ten thousand reasons behind it that can be vindicated, he can't erase his love for the original owner. harm.

"I understand? I think you should understand." Provoked by the other party's attitude, Li Feng reached out and put his hand on the young man's shoulder. "How long has Qin Ziheng been in love with you? You are the one who meddles in other people's feelings..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Feng felt the back of his hand wet, he lowered his head in surprise, and happened to see the tears in the corner of the young man's eyes.

A branch of pear blossom with rain in spring, obviously a man, but the young man cried with a bit of pity, but this kind of pity was not feminine, and the tightly pursed lower lip added to the other party's stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and the young man's tone was still cold: "Stay away from me, Ah Heng won't like it."

The other party's eyes were haughty, as if it wasn't him being humiliated, but Li Feng trying to find an opportunity to get close to him. Recalling the experience of being choked by Qin Ziheng in the clubhouse last time, Li Feng exploded in an instant, and immediately said without hesitation: "I don't like it. ? Do you take men's possessiveness seriously? As long as you have enough chips, you're not going to be casually accepted by someone like you..."

"enough."

Putting down the beer in hand, Song Mingquan, who had been watching the show with a smile, suddenly said, "If Qin Ziheng hears this, guess how he will trouble you?"

Qin Ziheng can be provoked, but the Qin family can never be provoked. Thinking of the person standing behind the other party, Li Feng shut his voice angrily: "I really don't want to bother with you."

The slap that had been brewing for a long time did not come out, Ji Lanchuan held his breath, and really wanted to strangle this nosy Song Mingquan to death, if the other party hadn't intervened for no reason, there would be five red finger marks on Li Feng's face.

Anyway, he is a loyal and unyielding little white flower, Qin Ziheng is the best face, and will support him when things get serious.

Those who humiliate others will always humiliate them, and he, Ji Lanchuan, is not some soft persimmon that he kneads casually.

However, all of this disappeared because of Song Mingquan's "enough". Ji Lanchuan guessed the other party's intention, and sneered even more in his heart.

Didn't he just want to pry into Qin Ziheng's corner? Should he be so cryptic?

Sure enough, not long after Li Feng left, Song Mingquan took out a handkerchief from his pocket: "Are you okay?"

No, unless you give me a beating.

Hiding the coldness in his eyes, Ji Lanchuan silently rejected the other party's "good intentions". Unlike the protagonist of "Everyone Loves", he is not interested in hanging several men at the same time.

——When the cause and effect are over, he must stay away from this group of mentally handicapped second generations who have been written in detail by the author.

Not angry at being rejected, Song Mingquan twirled the light gray handkerchief, and praised in a volume that only two people could hear clearly: "You look so pretty when you just cried."

I look better when I hit someone, do you want to try it?

Secretly rolling his eyes in his heart, Ji Lanchuan was about to pretend to be surprised and turn around to leave when Qin Ziheng strode over with a displeased expression in the distance.

Ji Lanchuan who had nothing to say: "...."

Is this the telepathy between rivals?He was humiliated by Li Feng just now and he didn't see the other party turning his head. Now Song Mingquan just handed him a handkerchief, why should this person be so excited.

Bai Shinian followed Qin Ziheng, but he didn't pay much attention to Song Mingquan. In his opinion, the decline of the Song family was already doomed, and this suitor who loved him to the point of madness couldn't make any splashes anymore.

Thinking of the experience of being kidnapped by the other party, a trace of disgust flashed in Bai Shinian's eyes, and he made up his mind not to have any further friendship with this person.

The sight of outsiders is particularly keen, Song Mingquan glanced at Bai Shinian, and calmly withdrew the handkerchief: "Young Master Qin."

The Qin and Song Dynasties often had conflicts in business, and they didn't have a deep friendship, so there was no need to call each other's names affectionately.

"Why are your eyes red?" Backed by Qin Zheng's power, Qin Ziheng deliberately put Song Mingquan aside, looked at the young man's eyes that had obviously been crying, and pointed out, "Who bullied you?"

Noticing the development of the situation not far away, Li Feng's heart tightened, and he unconsciously pricked up his ears.

"What's the matter, it's just that I accidentally got smoked into my eyes." Picking up the tray set aside, the black-haired young man smiled sweetly, "It's just baked, Ah-Heng, would you like to have a bite?"

Who is Qin Ziheng?No matter how arrogant and arrogant he is on weekdays, he still has the acumen and eyesight cultivated by the aristocratic family. From the corner of his eye, when Li Feng's face changed, Qin Ziheng knew that this matter was related to the other party. He knew that Li Feng had always looked down on Ji Lan, but Just because of such a trivial matter, there is really no need for him to embarrass himself with the Li family.

However, the words had already been spoken, and with so many eyes staring at him both openly and secretly, Qin Ziheng couldn't get off the horse. He could only hope that the young man would still be as obedient and sensible as ever.

Fortunately, Ji Lan never let him down, without any hesitation, the other party made the answer that was most beneficial to him.

Cooperatingly took the barbecue from the young man, Qin Ziheng took a bite and said, "Good boy."

A good show ended hastily, and the onlookers could only look away in disappointment. Ji Lanchuan knew Qin Ziheng very well, and without external factors, the other party would never stand out for anyone other than Bai Shinian.

If he slaps Li Feng and makes him cry, Qin Ziheng can't lose face even if he bites the bullet, but it's a pity that Song Mingquan intervenes, so he can only be aggrieved as Xie Yuhua.

But Bai Shinian was different, seeing Qin Ziheng comforting the young man nicely and eating the other's baked goods, he felt angry, turned around and left with a cold face.

The people on the side looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, eating and drinking as if they didn't see anything. After all, in the junior circle of M City, only Bai Shinian dared to show his face to the young master of the Qin family.

In fact, it can't be blamed for Bai Shinian's IQ being offline, but before being reborn, what Qin Ziheng often talked about was Ji Lan's obedience and docility. Boneless and flattering "gentleness".

Perhaps because he was too sure of Qin Ziheng's feelings for him, Bai Shinian hadn't seen the fundamental contradiction between himself and the other party. Under the premise that he returned to the country on his own initiative and gradually softened, although Qin Ziheng still wanted to pursue him, his eyes flickered. There was a hint of impatience.

"I'm going to check on Shi Nian. He's not feeling well recently." Putting down the barbecue with only one bite, Qin Ziheng hurriedly found an excuse and threw down a thoughtful order, "It's late, if you're tired, you can do not wait for me."

The young master will continue to wait for you only if he has a hole in his head.

Lowering his head and sorting out the things at hand, Ji Lanchuan looked down on Qin Ziheng's scumbag thinking of "needing both". He pursued Bai Shinian and dragged the original owner, all because he wanted to leave a way out for himself anytime, anywhere.

When Bai Yueguang got angry, she would go to Xie Yuhua to comfort her, and if Xie Yuhua was tired of reading it, she would go to Bai Yueguang to try it out. If Ji Lan in the original book hadn't committed suicide to frame the protagonist Shou, there is a high probability that the other party would become someone who was kept outside by Qin Ziheng. "Bunting";

If he hadn't lost his sincerity, the original owner would soon be able to fulfill his dream of being a bird in the palm of his hand.

——It's still the kind that can make Qin Ziheng feel pity.

Therefore, it is said that falling in love makes people less intelligent, expressing their physical discomfort euphemistically, Ji Lanchuan left the scene indifferently under the scrutiny of everyone, people always regret what they have and lose, and he really needs an excuse to feel sorry for Qin Ziheng Disappointed.

Taking the elevator to the top floor, Ji Lanchuan was about to take a shower and go to bed, but he didn't discover a sad fact until he stood outside the suite door——

Qin Ziheng didn't even give him a room card!

With the character design of the original owner of the literary youth, he would definitely not go downstairs to ask for it at such a heartbroken time. Ji Lanchuan had no choice but to find a seat in the corridor covered with blankets.

If it comes, it will be safe, and it shouldn't be a disadvantage to take advantage of this opportunity to brush up pity points.

There were only five suites on the entire top floor, and it became even more deserted after being cleared by the manager. Ji Lanchuan leaned against the door and fell asleep, but suddenly heard the sound of the door lock turning.

"Click."

Following the prestige, Ji Lanchuan was stunned after seeing the man's face clearly: "Third Lord?"

"What a coincidence."

Between light and shadow, Ji Lanchuan only felt that the man leaned over to look at him, like a beast staring at his prey.