Before Meng Ke finished speaking, Leng Yanluo suddenly turned around and looked at him. His eyes were terrifying and full of chill.

Meng Ke was so scared that he was stuck in his throat and could no longer say a word.

Is that person... really Mr. An's friend?

This is just released from prison, it's so scary.

......

Wenjing walked to the car. He wanted to sit in the back seat, but he pulled the door several times but didn't open. Leng Yanluo glanced at her and said coldly: "Sit in front, there is some miscellaneous stuff in the back seat, there is no place."

An Jing had to open the passenger door and after getting in the car and fasten her seat belt, she looked back, but found that the back seat was empty and there was nothing wrong with it.

She looked puzzled:???

Leng Yanluo said calmly again: "Oh, sorry, I remembered it wrong."

Quiet:......

According to An Jing's idea, she got into Leng Yanluo's car in order to get rid of Meng Ke's entanglement.

But who expected that he had just left the wolf's den and got on the tiger's car.

Ten minutes passed since she got into the car. Leng Yanluo didn't say a word, and the whole car was as cold as an ice cellar.

In order to break the embarrassment, she cleared her throat and tried her best to find the topic: "Uh, thank you Teacher Luo, for coming here to pick me up."

Leng Yanluo's thin lips under the mask were pursed: "Miss An, don't get me wrong, just follow the way."

Along the way?

After thinking about it, I really happened to pass by here when I went to SKP in the Imperial Palace.

It's because she's self-indulgent.

An Jing was depressed and too lazy to find any topics, so she simply closed her eyes and rested.

Unexpectedly, she didn't want to talk, but Leng Yanluo suddenly seemed to be enlightened and took the initiative to find the question and asked: "The one at the door just now... is your boyfriend?"

An Jing was stunned for a moment and realized that he was asking Meng Ke, and his eyelids turned, "No."

"Oh, that's fine. Miss An, you have to be careful. Nowadays, young people are very sensible and are specifically choosing a single rich person like you..."

An Jing interrupted impatiently: "Teacher Luo, this is not the Imperial Palace, and I am not your student, so I don't have the heart to listen to your preaching. In addition, Meng Ke is an artist in my company, please don't slander him behind your back."

Jing's words were obviously unhappy. According to ordinary people who heard this, they were already embarrassed to close their feet. But Leng Yanluo seemed to be born with a lack of five senses. He did not feel any embarrassment at all, but continued to say.

"Since you are an artist in Miss An's company, the boss and the artist should keep a distance. Moreover, such a young child has not grown up in all aspects and is not suitable for Miss An."

An Jing felt more and more irritable when she heard it, and replied: "How do you know that it is not suitable? Young people have the benefits of being young, they are energetic and caring, and they are better than those older and ugly dog ​​men."

After saying that, she reacted again, turned her face to stare at Leng Yanluo and said curiously: "Hey, why didn't I find that Teacher Luo is such a gossiping person before? Teacher Luo, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Leng Yanluo couldn't hear his emotions in his tone: "29, single, unmarried."

"O." An Jing nodded: "Then you are not young anymore. If you have the right one, I will help Teacher Luo pay attention."

Leng Yanluo: "This is not a problem for Miss An."

An Jing: "No worries, no worries, Teacher Luo, I still have a question. Do you usually don't take off your mask when you go out?"

“Not to pick it up.”


Chapter completed!