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Chapter 391

Jiang Lan was a little surprised. Lu Jingchi actually recruited an intern...

And it is on this floor of the board.

It seems that except Xia Yan and her, Han Yu is the only one. Could it be... she is the other woman in Xia Yan's mouth?

She always thought that the woman was Qin Shuang.

Han Yu stared at her unpredictable eyes and couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong, are you looking at me like this?"

Han Yu's eyes were a bit innocent, and it was obvious that he was a college student who had just left school. The clearness and inexperience in his eyes were too obvious.

Jiang Lan shook her head, she let out a breath, got up and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Han Yu looked at her back and felt a little strange. She didn't say a word. Did she not like herself?

Jiang Lan naturally wouldn't know what she was thinking. She was drowsy now and wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep.

She forced herself to come downstairs of the company, took a taxi on the side of the road to prepare to return to the community.

After getting into the car, she could no longer control her heavy eyelids, looked at the scenery flashing outside, and slowly closed her eyes.

She was too sleepy and too tired.

Before she fell asleep, she was thinking that it was not necessarily a bad thing to forget some things.

Perhaps under such a strong subconscious suggestion, when she was woken up by the driver, the surroundings became strangers, which made her feel a little nervous.

"Beauty, I'm here, haven't you got off the bus?"

Jiang Lan stared at the driver's face and looked at her place again. She quickly got out of the car and took out her mobile phone to pay.

While paying, she accidentally saw the payment text message again, with a salary of 9,600.

salary…

Jiang Lan had a great headache. She sat down on the stone pier by the roadside and looked through her phone.

She forgot why she appeared in the taxi and why she came to this place, and her memory seemed to be missing out of thin air.

No matter how forgetful she is, she can still notice something is wrong with such a long period of missing and inexplicably appearing in this place.

Jiang Lan tried to find some clues from her phone, and the first thing she did was to find Lu Jingchi, but when she clicked on the conversation, several eye-catching exclamation marks on the screen stinged her eyes.

Lu Jingchi didn't know when she deleted her, and the messages she sent had no impression of them.

Jiang Lan looked at it on her phone for a long time, but in the end she gave up. She looked down at her bag. She touched the notebook in her bag and paused.

She took it out and opened the notebook. When she saw the records above, she finally realized that she was sick.

Jiang Lan turned the notebook to the end, which was the address she wrote down and the divorce from Lu Jingchi.

She slowly stood up, looked for the address recorded in the notebook, next to the door number.

Just as she was about to open the door, Feng Qin suddenly called.

When Jiang Lan saw the caller ID, he thought of the contents on his laptop and picked it up.

"Jiang Lan Where are you? Are you free at night?"

After Feng Qin finished speaking, he patted his forehead again, "Oh, I almost forgot, you can't speak, so let's talk on WeChat."

Feng Qin hung up the phone decisively, and he sent Jiang Lan a photo, which was two movie tickets.

Feng Qin said: I don’t know who I’m looking for when someone gave it to me. You can go with me.

Jiang Lan pushed open the door and looked at the strange room. The huge darkness and emptiness in the room rushed towards her. It seemed that there was a lonely monster hidden inside. As long as she stepped in, she would tear her into her belly.
Chapter completed!
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