Zhou Fan still looked relaxed and unconcerned, but Luo Qingqiao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Taking the initiative to grab Zhou Fan's arm, her fear quickly disappeared like an ebbing tide, and her rationality took hold. She said calmly: "There's no need to scare me like this. If she was really sick, you wouldn't have dated her."
How could he possibly be joking with his own health.
"I've never dated her."
Zhou Fan's expression was a bit disgusting, and after a moment he added: "...The dog skin plaster that rubs against someone's initiative is trouble."
"It's troublesome if we can't deal with it directly."
Luo Qingqiao didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, but she already knew that Zhou Fan had never touched Zhao Yan.
She hadn't even slept at all, yet she still wanted to blackmail the child into Zhou Fan?
Do you really think he is a vegetarian?
When Luo Qingqiao looked at Zhao Yan again, his pity was mixed with disgust.
Zhou Fan is certainly not a vegetarian.
After Zhao Yan entered the door, she wanted to talk to him alone but was not allowed to do so, so she knelt down to him directly in front of Luo Qingqiao: "Young Master Zhou, please let me live."
The thin clothes were untied by her, and Luo Qingqiao caught a glimpse of the white on her shoulders, and Zhou Fan covered his eyes.
"roll!"
Cursing in a rare outburst, he grabbed the table cover on the side and threw it on her.
Something like that just happened yesterday, and even though it turned out to be just an own goal, the security system around Zhou Fan was upgraded again.
Sensing her employer's displeasure, two security guards rushed over and restrained her.
However, they also heard what Zhou Fan said just now and did not dare to contact her directly.
When Zhou Fan's hand covering her eyes finally moved away, Luo Qingqiao could only see a mummy wrapped tightly in a pure white table cover.
The charm I had glimpsed before could no longer be found.
Zhou Fan said disgustedly: "I can even find out that you had an abortion, but I can't find out anything else?"
"If you don't want to talk about things, you can just leave."
Zhao Yan is an out-and-out beauty. Even though she is so haggard, she still looks like a gorgeous flower that is about to wither, and the decay exudes a more alluring and decadent beauty.
If she takes the initiative to lower her body to seduce, many people will definitely be attracted by her.
On the other hand, Zhou Fan, a playboy, only had disgust towards her, which was really strange.
Luo Qingqiao was wrapped in his aura, but she was still secretly slandering him. She must have found too many beauties over the years and was no longer able to do it.
From this we can see that as a human being, it is better to be more self-sufficient.
Zhou Fan was keenly aware of her emotional changes: "What is that look in your eyes?"
She pretended to be innocent: "Nothing."
Zhou Fan looked at her suspiciously, but she had put away her secret thoughts, so he couldn't see anything and could only focus back on Zhao Yan.
No shying away from bodyguards, this is where the conversation takes place.
Zhou Fan sat on the sofa, drank the coffee that the housekeeper had just brewed, and asked slowly: "Now that you have wiped your eyes clean, do you know who can control your destiny?"
Zhao Yan turned pale in panic, begging for mercy and crying, and said that she was willing to stand up and testify.
Testify to what?
The housekeeper brought a second cup of coffee and handed it to Luo Qingqiao, interrupting her random speculation.
Taking the coffee cup, she thanked her in a low voice: "Sorry to trouble you."
Stirring the top layer of latte art, she sipped her coffee and listened to the conversation between the two.
It's a pity that she knew so little. Even if she stood here and listened from beginning to end, she wouldn't be able to guess what they were talking about without knowing the cause and effect.
After the two of them reached an agreement, Zhao Yan collapsed on the ground as if relieved, and was asked out unceremoniously by the bodyguard.
She asked directly: "What are you talking about?"
He said lightly: "Knowing too much is not good for you."
Luo Qingqiao couldn't help but frown: "But you didn't let me leave. Instead, you asked me to watch everything from the side. Didn't you just want me to get involved?"
The truth of this sentence depends on the situation in which it is used. She is already in a quagmire. If she doesn't know more information, she will die without knowing how she died.
Zhou Fan raised the corners of his lips and smiled before saying: "There is a chain of connections behind Zhao Yan. Those people want to use her to drag me into the scene and participate in some not-so-good things."
After a brief explanation, he said: "It won't involve you, don't worry."
How could it not be implicated?
They are all grasshoppers in the same boat now.
"But we have both gotten married and received a certificate." Licking the cream foam from her mouth, she took the opportunity to ask the question she still couldn't figure out, "Why did you marry me?"
