Such a simple hug and sleep is especially difficult for the two of them.

This night, because of the comfort of Yemo, Luo Yan slept peacefully.

When I woke up, it was already noon.

Luo Yan is not going to the set today, but she still has a lot of things to do.

She made a call to Luo Changming first.

"Xiao Luo, it's really time for you to call, I'm looking for you." Luo Changming's voice sounded quite excited.

"I'll come right over, you can wait for me in the apartment."

After Luo Yan finished speaking, he planned to hang up the phone and go to the apartment to see Luo Changming.

"Don't, I'm not in the apartment, it's good for you to come to Jiangnanju, I met a few acquaintances, and I'm going to have lunch here, you come over quickly."

Hearing Luo Changming's words, Luo Yan only felt extremely puzzled.

This Luo Changming was only released from prison yesterday, and he got in touch with a group of friends today?

He had been in prison for nearly five years, and he was able to contact friends as soon as he came out, so Luo Yan had to praise Luo Changming's social skills.

She originally planned to accompany Luo Changming to walk around today, familiarize herself with the new environment of City A, and buy daily necessities for him by the way, but it seems that it will not work.

She didn't think too much about it, changed her clothes, put on a light makeup for herself at will, and drove to Jiangnanju.

She found the box where Luo Changming was, stood at the door and steadied herself, before pushing the door in.

There weren't many people in it, probably no more than ten.

As soon as Luo Yan entered, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Yo, Changming, your daughter is indeed getting more and more beautiful, I haven't seen it in the past few years, and at first glance, I don't know it." A deep, loud voice rang out.

Luo Yan looked at the source of the voice, and saw that it was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties who spoke.

Luo Yan recognized that this man, surnamed Wang, was called Wang Zhicheng, who used to be a friend who started a business with his father, but later, after Luo's grew, he also set up his own door and developed well.

After the bankruptcy of the Rockwell Group, he was still smooth sailing and unaffected.

"Come, Luo Yan, what are you still doing there, hurry up and call Uncle Wang!"

Seeing Luo Yan at the door, silent, Luo Changming didn't seem to be satisfied with her ignorance of the rules.

In the box, the smoke was filled, with the pungent smell of wine, the men were arrogant and noisy, and the laughter that did not know how to restrain was echoing in the ears, this feeling made Luo Yan very uncomfortable, but because Luo Changming was there, she couldn't throw her face and leave.

She endured the temper in her heart, and then slowly approached the crowd sitting at the table.

Under Luo Changming's repeated hints in his eyes, Luo Yan greeted the uncle who was blessed with a malicious smile.

"Hello Uncle Wang."

"Good, good! Xiao Luo, sit down, you shouldn't have eaten yet, right? Just right, let's eat some together. The middle-aged man pulled a chair beside her and motioned for Luo Yan to sit down.

Luo Yan hesitated for a while, but still did so.

The man diligently filled her with a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and poured her wine and vegetables, so enthusiastic that Luo Yan felt disgusted.

"Uncle Wang, you can eat yours, I'll make whatever I want to eat, and I won't trouble you." Luo Yan politely refused.

She didn't understand the point of coming to her for this dinner.

But what she didn't know was that there was a bigger conspiracy waiting for her.

Luo Yan was eating, and suddenly felt an extra weight on his thighs.

Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she lowered her gaze.