Lan Weiwan sat quietly in the back seat without speaking, the tears she had been holding back kept flowing down, and her biting lips kept trembling.

How could An Huaijue do this! How could he treat her like this!

The taxi driver looked at her several times in the rearview mirror and sighed: "Little girl, don't cry. Nothing is impossible. How distressed would your parents be if they saw this?"

Hearing the stranger's concern, Lan Weiwan's heart warmed up and she suddenly felt much calmer.

She thanked her in a hoarse voice: "Well, thank you."

After returning home and feeling the familiar environment, Lan Weiwan's stiff body relaxed.

She immediately rushed into the bathroom and rinsed her body over and over again, trying to wash away all the scent of that man from her body.

The dim light in the bathroom shone down, and Lan Weiwan's soaked hair fell over her eyes. Now that she thought about An Huaijue's crazy state just now, she still felt a wave of heart palpitations.

Warm breath, hot hands, soft lips...

Lan Weiwan stretched out her hand and hit her head hard, her whole face turned red and hot. She wiped away the water drops and walked out. She didn't feel scared until she calmed down completely.

She...she just beat An Huaijue? That murderous, weird and bloodthirsty devil?

Lan Weiwan ruffled his hair in frustration. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only ask for help from Ren Ziran, who had probably finished filming.

"Hello? What's wrong Wanwan?" Ren Ziran said lazily, his voice filled with the laziness of just waking up.

Lan Weiwan sorted out his words and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Ran Ran...I...I just beat An Huaijue."

"Oh, you hit An...what?! You hit An Huaijue?" Ren Ziran responded casually, and the yawn that he had just half yawned back suddenly, and his whole body froze as if he had been struck by lightning.

Oh my God, what did she just hear?

Ren Ziran's eyes widened in disbelief, and he numbly spat out word after word: "Where were you hit?"

Lan Weiwan was silent, and after a while he answered: "Face..."

Suddenly there was a sound of inhalation from the opposite side, and then a huge roar sounded, exploding in Lan Weiwan's ears.

"Lan Weiwan! You are so promising now! Damn it, do you know who you hit? I dare not touch him even a finger, but you went up and slapped him! You are not afraid of death?

!" Ren Ziran suddenly stood up from the recliner, and his loud voice attracted surprised looks.

Lan Weiwan suppressed the panic in her heart, and her voice was tainted with a hint of grievance: "He forcibly kissed me in the office, and... he even tore off my clothes."

Ren Ziran suddenly lost her voice, as if all her anger was extinguished by a touch of cold water. She calmed down for a while before continuing to ask: "What is going on?"

Lan Weiwan sorted out his thoughts and told in detail what happened at noon. At the end, he couldn't help complaining: "What on earth is An Huaijue so crazy about? I'm so considerate. He

Still treating me like that."

Ren Ziran wiped his forehead helplessly, feeling very complicated.

Should she be worried now? Or should she be happy? But she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. According to this, An Huaijue had some bad thoughts about Wanwan, so this slap should be fine.

Ren Ziran sorted out his words and decided to teach this confused little woman a lesson: "Wanwan, are you stupid? As An Huaijue's wife, how can you encourage other women to find opportunities to have sex with you?

Where is my husband eating? Normal people would be angry after hearing this, let alone An Huaijue, that weird devil."

She thought for a while and then added: "What's more, he still has some thoughts about you, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry. So it seems that the slap you slapped him shouldn't be a big deal."

Hearing Ren Ziran's words, Lan Weiwan was shocked and chuckled: "Ran Ran, what are you talking about? How could An Huai Jue fall in love with me?"

Ren Ziran also said this casually, and she also understood that Lan Weiwan might not be able to accept this matter, and did not go into it further: "Oh, forget it, it doesn't matter if he likes you or not, you can't do things like this in the future.

I got excited."

Lan Weiwan responded, and long after she hung up the phone, she still couldn't recover from the huge news that Ren Ziran said that An Huaijue might be interested in her.

Thinking of the scene at noon, Lan Weiwan screamed and rolled around on the soft and spacious bed, feeling a little shy and uneasy for no reason.

On this side, Lan Weiwan was still struggling with how to face An Huaijue next time. She didn't know that in a corner of the city, two women were secretly plotting together because they had the same enemy.

"Are you looking for me?" Xu Xiying walked into the coffee shop and found a place to sit down after scanning her eyes for a week.

Lan Shuyun looked at the cold coffee in front of him, a hint of malice flashed through his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Yes, I am Lan Weiwan's sister."

Xu Qianying was intrigued by Lan Weiwan's three words and said mockingly: "Sister?"

The illegitimate daughter of the Lan family, she had heard someone mention it before. Her name seemed to be Lan...Lan Shuyun?

Hearing the disdain in Xu Xiying's tone, Lan Shuyun's face turned green and white. He clenched the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I am her half-sister. My name is Lan Shuyun."

"Then why did you come to me today?" Xu Xiying is not stupid. She is also someone from a wealthy family who has seen all kinds of dirty things. How could she not know the twists and turns between the half-sisters?

Seeing that Xu Xiying took the bait, Lan Shuyun stopped talking in circles and directly stated the purpose of her visit: "I have a way to make Lan Weiwan disappear without anyone noticing, so that you can become Mrs. An."

She had figured out Xu Xiying's character long ago when she came here. She was just a fool who only knew how to be a nymphomaniac but had no brains.

Xu Xiying calmly picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip gracefully: "Oh? Tell me."

Seeing Xu Xiying's contempt and carelessness, Lan Shuyun sneered in her heart, and then quietly told her the plan that she had thought about thousands of times as if nothing had happened.

After hearing this, Xu Xiying was shocked, and then she formally called Lan Shuyun.

This man was beyond her expectation... vicious.

Xu Xiying removed the coffee in front of her, straightened up, and her expression became serious: "But, why should I believe that you will help me?"

Lan Shuyun fiddled with her hair charmingly and smiled slowly, but there was a poisonous arrow in her eyes: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Chapter completed!