Wen Lang said aloud, and after opening the car door, he suddenly thought of something. He looked back at Si Sheng, and at the same time crossed his hands to protect his chest, "I won't let me sacrifice myself--"

"It's so hard," Ding Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't listen anymore. He raised his hand and rubbed his ears, and looked back, "Look at others like that, then look at yourself. Do they look at you?"

Wen Lang touched his face, "I'm not patient."

"roll."

Ding Jing rolled his eyes.

"oh."

Wen Lang shivered and quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

The door was closed.

Ding Jing and Si Sheng did not get off the bus.

"Sister." Ding Jing raised his legs, hugged his arms with both hands, and asked Si Sheng with great interest, "Don't you think I'm more like a living map? I'm pretty, good-looking, and know more... much better than that grandson."

Si Sheng: "..."

It was her miscalculation that she did not contact Ding Jing in advance.

"Is it?" Ding Jing asked.

"yes."

Si Sheng nodded.

Ding Jing was satisfied, raised a wine pot and asked Si Sheng: "Do you drink it?"

After watching for a second, Si Sheng shook his head, "I don't have a good alcohol tolerance."

"It's boring." Ding Jing thought for a while and waved to her, "Let's go and have a good time."

Si Sheng said "um" and got out of the car with her.

*

The next day, on the road.

Concubine Xu and the Duan sisters could not hold back and took turns to Wen Lang to talk about the cooperation in Loulan City, and threw out one condition after another. Si Sheng commanded Wen Lang from a long distance and spoke, hanging both sides, without refusing to refuse, but not taking sides, which caused anxiety on both sides.

In the afternoon, two o'clock.

The convoy arrived at another place to settle.

Chang Ping was the first to get off the car and counted the number of people. As soon as he took out the booklet, he found that a car was missing. He immediately raised his voice and asked, "Where is Si Sheng and Feng Zichen?"

"They left and said they were going to another restaurant for dinner." Someone replied loudly, "Come back before the assembly."

Chang Ping frowned.

Before he could speak, the others started complaining in advance.

"There's so much."

"Just they are special."

"Sure enough, it's like a big shot. Feng Zichen licks big stars so much. Can he still want to enter the entertainment industry?"

...

At this time, the professor walked by and glanced at them.

They immediately fell silent.

The professor shook his head and left.

*

On the other side.

There was a very shabby restaurant. There were several tables outside, and there were people playing cards together. There were also several tables, which were shrouded in smoke.

Suddenly, someone rushed in—

"Brother Tie! Here comes! Here comes!"

He smashed the card in his hand on the table, frowned his eyebrows and asked in anger: "Who is here?!"

The man hurriedly shouted: "Auntie!"

“…”
Chapter completed!