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Chapter Thirty: The Rascal(2/2)

Wen Ran remembered Ivy's WeChat again.

——Ivy: [Ding Yao looked for you, I said you went to the bathroom.]

So, wasn’t Ding Yao looking for her, but Yan Wangshu looking for her?

So, he is now emphasizing that she missed it herself?

Wen Ran licked her lips and looked sorry: "I'm sorry, I was using the bathroom at that time."

Yan Wangshu seemed to hear a joke, and his chest vibrated slightly and snorted.

When the monk Wen Ranzhang Er was confused, Yan Wangshu bowed slightly and pulled a little distance: "I am not satisfied with the toilet on the first floor, so I want to go to the third floor?"

His faint pupils were slightly narrowed, and he had a smile, but it was not enough to reach his eyes.

He really has a natural superior attitude.

The aura is controllable and suppressive.

Wen Ran felt the corridor was narrow and narrow in an instant. She was stunned for two seconds, raised her head slightly, and suspected: "How did you know I'm going to the third floor?"

"I shouldn't know?" he asked, his tone cold.

It was also at this time that Wen Ran found a seemingly vague arrogance on Yan Wangshu.

Wen Ran adjusted quickly, showed a slightly flattering smile, and looked at him with curved eyes: "It's time."

You are the boss, so you should know everything.

Seeing that Yan Wangshu was indeed in a bad state, Wen Ran quickly took out the tablet to unlock it: "Mr. Yan, I want to show you my design."

Yan Wangshu bit his jaw slightly, turned around, leaving only a broad back: "I'll talk about it next week."

???

!!!

Wen Ran was stunned for two seconds, and had no choice but to Yan Wangshu.

Who made him the boss?

Wen Ran went back to the office to pack up his things and took a taxi home.

There was a bit of congestion on the road, and the car was parked in traffic. From the window, it was seen that there were spots of car tail lights piled up.

Wen Ran suddenly felt a little boring, but she didn't know where this feeling came from. Anyway, it was not very pleasant.

Later, she thought that maybe she had made all the preparations and was ready to meet a result, but she had to wait for two more days.

Immediate.

Thinking of this, Wen Ran felt that she was a little anxious when dealing with things, so she quickly adjusted her mindset.

After returning to "Lanyu Feng" at around 11 o'clock in the evening, Wen Ran suddenly remembered that she had not had supper yet when she got off the bus.

She was afraid of missing Yan Wangshu at that time, so she didn't leave the work station.

Wen Ran had taken out for many days in a row, and suddenly missed Guandong Cooking in the convenience store next to the community.

She went to the convenience store to buy a few skewers of Kanto cooking, sat down and finished eating before going back.

After leaving the convenience store, because it was too late, there were no people around.

Wen Ran was waiting for the traffic light to cross the road. After walking a few steps, he heard the roar of the motorcycle engine.

She didn't care, after all, there were always some people who ignored traffic regulations and raced randomly.

The motorcycle rushed past, more than one.

Suddenly braked suddenly.

Sitting on the motorcycle, the man with a helmet turned his head, his eyes in Wen Ran's direction.

Wen Ran immediately became vigilant and stopped.

Sure enough, the motorcycle turned a corner and came back.

Although Wen Ran didn't understand the situation, she reacted quickly and turned toward the convenience store. She was still close to the convenience store.

She had no mistake in the premonition, and the person on the motorcycle came to her.

The black motorcycle shook its tail, blocking Wen Ran's path.

Wen Ran retreated and was blocked by other motorcycles.

Seven or eight motorcycles wrapped Wen Ran in a round circle.

The man on the black motorcycle raised his hand and took off his hard hat, and said in a rogue tone: "Beauty, do you still remember your brother?"

Although Wen Ran recognized her dark square face, even though she had cut her buzz cut.

It was a taxi driver who was complained by her a few days ago and even went to the police station.

It seems to be called Song Jianchang.

Last time, Wen Ran made some harsh words at the door of the police station, and was alert for a while, but she didn't see him appear again. She thought she was scared.

Wen Ran pinched his palms hard and kept calm.

She looked at the convenience store in front of her, and expected that he would not dare to be too presumptuous.

Wen Ran said calmly: "What do you want to do?"

"Yo, do you see?" Song Jianchang put down his helmet and said to the rogue, "She remembers me."

"Brother Song, is this the beauty you mentioned who complained about you?" One of them responded, his eyes glancing at Wen Ran.

Song Jianzhang smiled obscenely: "I've said that, I'm a beautiful woman with white and watery skin and looks like a flower."

This kind of teasing made Wen Ran disgusted. She said straight: "Of course I remember you. I said that if you appear in front of me again, I will definitely regret it whether you intentionally or unintentionally."

Song Jianzhang's obscene smile instantly stiffened.

According to common sense, the little girl was so scared that she was surrounded by such a group of people that she was so scared that she was in a panic.

It is really uncommon for her to be so calm.

Song Jianchang is actually a coward. He wants to have fun, but is afraid that he really should have something to mess with.

The man on the other motorcycle took off his helmet, looking only twenty years old, and was naturally curled. He chewed the gum: "Brother, this girl has a bit of personality."

Song Jianchang immediately came back to his senses. Damn, he was not alone. There were so many people, and the sky fell and he was so tall. Besides, he couldn't lose face even if he had so many brothers!

Song Jianchang cracked the corners of his mouth again and teased: "Tell me, how can I regret it? Brother, listen."

Without waiting for Wen Ran to speak, Song Jianzhang raised his back and laughed: "Can you call the police again?"

“…”

Song Jianzhang bowed and lay on the motorcycle, saying word by word: "Is it useful to call the police?"
Chapter completed!
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