If it weren't for the fact that Yan Bing had a deep love for Lan Jiayu and had never forgotten it for more than 20 years, he was now so close to Luo Nanchu, he was really afraid that he would also fall in love with Luo Nanchu at a glance. x updates are the fastest

When Fu Tingyuan thought of this, he was also inexplicably a little surprised, and scolded in a low voice: "Troublemaker." ”

Luo Nanchu glanced at him: "Why are you scolding me." ”

Fu Tingyuan smiled, rubbed her hair, walked to the door of the hotel, took off his blazer and put it on her shoulders, and then hugged her to the parking lot.

Yan Bing sat in the distance, looking at the back of Fu Tingyuan and Luo Nanchu leaving in an intimate manner, he frowned, withdrew his gaze, and then found a hair in front of the table where Luo Nanchu had just sit.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and pinched the slender hair, pursed his lips slightly, and put it in the glasses case.

Luo Zhiying stepped out of the car on high heels, and the agent Lisa carried her bag.

She was wearing an extremely slim red short skirt, a windbreaker jacket draped over her shoulders, large wavy rolls, and fifteen-centimeter high heels, which was very imposing.

She walked to the house, Lisa handed her the bag, Luo Zhiying took off her sunglasses, and said lightly to Lisa: "You go back." ”

She looked down and took out the key.

"Good. Call me if you need to. ”

Luo Zhiying turned his head and walked out of his long legs and walked into the house.

Yan Bing's residence in Tongcheng is an inconspicuous villa.

When he came here, he gave Luo Zhiying a key so that she could go in and out to find him.

Luo Zhiying entered the house, put the bag on the sofa, and then looked at the furnishings in the room.

When she was hospitalized, Yan Bing suddenly disbanded the crew, and then returned to Tongcheng before she could reflect it.

This time, she was never contacted again.

And she called him, and he didn't answer.

She rushed back to see what was going on.

Luo Zhiying walked over and picked up a document bag on the coffee table.

She looked down and poured out the contents of the document bag.

The contents of the document bag were contained in a transparent plastic bag, a certificate of ancestry, and a strand of hair in a plastic bag.

Luo Zhiying stared at these two things for a while, hooked his lips, put the things back, and then stepped on his high heels and walked upstairs.

If she hadn't guessed wrong, Yan Bing should have not left the house for three days.

When she walked to the second floor, she smelled the strong smell of wine, Luo Zhiying quietly walked into Yan Bing's house, and kicked a wine bottle at the door.

She bent down to straighten the bottle, then looked up at the room.

On the floor, dozens of bottles of various wines, red wine, beer, champagne...... A few bottles had just been opened, knocked over, and the ground was wet, and many more had already been drunk.

The curtains were drawn, and in the dim light and shadow, Yan Bing fell on the **, I don't know if he passed out in a coma or fell asleep.

Luo Zhiying walked in, walked to the edge, and shouted to Yan Bing: "Dad." ”

Yan Bing didn't move.

Luo Zhiying looked at him for a while, then smiled, and walked out of the house with high heels Shi Shiran.

Her movements and steps are leisurely.

When she came back again, she already had a glass of warm boiled water in her hand.

She walked over, sat on the edge of the **, put the water cup in her hand on the ** head, and then called Yan Bing again: "Dad." ”

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