She couldn't tell what kind of feeling she was feeling at this moment.
…
The moment Qin Fangang stepped into the lift, he received a call from Ji Yang.
He pressed the button for B2 and answered the call. "Have you settled the matter?"
"Boss Qin, I've already gotten someone to pass the things you asked me to pass to Qi Mingye. This morning, Lu Yihan's assistant called City A to discuss the land project with Qi Mingye. However, the good news is that Qi Mingye rejected him directly."
Qin Fangang replied with an emotionless "Mm". It was within his expectations.
Ji Yang knew that Qin Fangang either didn't do anything, or if he did, nothing would go wrong. His current calmness and composure were all thanks to his ability. "Boss Qin, I think you're right. When the time comes, Lu Yihan will definitely ask Miss Leng for help when he's at his wits' end."
Qin Fangang fiddled with his bow tie and curved his thin lips. "There's always a price to pay for asking for help."
After a pause, he asked again, "Where's Lan Ruoran?"
"I've already contacted Miss Lan. She said she'll look for you at 2 pm."
Qin Fan had just hung up the phone when he arrived at the parking lot. He had one hand in his trousers pocket and the other holding his phone. He strode towards his car with his long legs. His sexy thin lips were curled into an enchanting arc.
2 pm.
In the hotel's VIP room, when Qin Fangang pushed the door open, Lan Ruoran was already waiting inside. When she saw the door open, she instinctively stood up from the sofa.
The tall and straight man strode towards her with his two long legs.
Lan Ruoran panicked for a moment. It had been five years. In the blink of an eye, five years had passed. However, time hadn't left any obvious traces on this man.
If she had to say something about him that had changed, it would be that he was more mature and reserved than before. His every move was charming and had the demeanor of a mature man.
She thought about how she had tried to win his favor in the past. In the end, when she could finally stand by his side, she still … gave up.
She really thought that she would never see him again. However, she didn't expect that fate was just playing a joke on her. Five years later, he would appear from the sky in such a manner that she didn't even have time to prepare.
From the moment Qin Fangang entered the room, he only glanced at Lan Ruoran. His eyes were emotionless. Even when he sat on the sofa opposite her, he didn't seem to be willing to look at her face.
Lan Ruoran's face was very stiff. Her eyes were glued to Qin Fangang's body, but she didn't get any reaction from him. This feeling was like she was leaning towards her own face and then being slapped a few times. It made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Sit."
The man opposite her suddenly spoke. His deep voice pointed to the sofa behind her and said emotionlessly, "I'm not used to talking to people like this. Sit."
Lan Ruoran sat down and looked at the man opposite her. He elegantly took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking. She couldn't hold it in and suddenly said, "… You don't seem to smoke much in the past."
Qin Fangang's eyes were slightly narrowed from the smoke. Separated by a layer of faint white smoke, his deep and well-defined facial features seemed to add a bit of laziness. He held the cigarette between his fingers and rested his elbow on the edge of the sofa. Suddenly, he smiled. That smile didn't reach his eyes at all. "In the past? Miss Lan, do you still remember the past? "
"…"
His strange tone made Lan Ruoran's face change. Qin Fangang's pair of seemingly calm eyes seemed to contain a sharp sword. She didn't dare to look straight at him. Her eyes flashed and she quickly said, "… I didn't mean anything. I just said it casually."
…
Qin Fangang didn't say anything. She was a little uneasy because she wasn't sure why he was looking for her. After thinking about it, she took the initiative to open the topic. "Why are you looking for me today?"
Qin Fangang raised his brows. As he puffed out the smoke, he reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a stack of photos. He didn't seem to have any intention of beating around the bush as he threw the photos in front of her. "Take a look. You shouldn't be unfamiliar with this, right?"
Lan Ruoran's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't opened the photo yet, but she could already guess what it was just by looking at the contents of the yellow bag.
Ever since she saw the photos Tang Miao brought back from England, Lan Ruoran had always suspected that there was something going on between Qin Fangang and Leng Xinyu. So, she hired paparazzi who loved to dig into people's privacy to tail Qin Fangang.
Actually, she didn't want to deal with Qin Fangang because she knew very well that he wasn't easy to deal with. Five years ago, when she was in England, she already knew that this man was unfathomable. Five years later, he suddenly became the eldest son of the Lu Clan. Even though he was an illegitimate son, he was now the CEO of the Lu Clan. She knew that there was no way she could shake his position.
But if there was really something going on between him and Leng Xinyu, then when the time came … she could at least take down Leng Xinyu.
She just didn't think that he would find out so quickly.
A trace of panic flashed across Lan Ruoran's face. Her fingers trembled for a moment before she slowly reached over and took out the photos. After looking at a few, her face turned pale.
These photos …
What did he mean?
"This paparazzi is pretty good at taking photos. There are a few photos that are very good. Instead of being a photographer, he came to tail people and take photos in secret. What a waste of talent."
Qin Fangang reached out and flicked the ash off his cigarette. His tone was neither fast nor slow. It was hard to tell whether he was being serious or not. Every word he said had a sharp edge that made people tremble. "Actually, if you wanted to know something, you didn't have to go through so much trouble to get someone to take photos of me. You could've just asked me directly and I would've told you."
He was so calm that Lan Ruoran couldn't figure out what this man was up to.
These photos were all of him and Leng Xinyu kissing beside the car. Why would he … show them to her?
"You … You and Leng Xinyu, you guys really …" Lan Ruoran swallowed her saliva and placed the photos on the coffee table. She gripped her bag tightly and didn't know what to do. "… Why are you showing me these photos? What do you mean?"
"This is something that you've tried your best to find out. Why don't I tell you now?"
The man reached out and put out the cigarette butt. His deep gaze instantly turned sharp and piercing as he looked straight at Lan Ruoran. "Don't get someone to follow me and take photos of me again. If this happens once, I'll give you an answer. If you dare to do it again, then don't blame me for being merciless."
"I know you've looked for her and used some methods to force her. I won't repeat them, but I'm here today to remind you. Lan Ruoran, as you can see, Leng Xinyu is my woman. Before you do anything to her, you'd better think twice about what you're capable of. Before I, Qin Fangang, tell anyone about our relationship, if you dare to say a word, I'll definitely let you have a taste of your own medicine. "
Lan Ruoran's face was filled with disbelief. In the depths of her large eyes, there was astonishment and unconcealable jealousy and resentment.
She couldn't understand why Qin Fangang was so protective of that woman.
They … did have a relationship, but … that woman, to him, shouldn't she just be "Lu Yihan's wife"? He actually laid his hands on his own half-brother's wife. Now that she was right in front of him, he was actually protecting her so thoroughly.
What did this mean?
Lan Ruoran understood Qin Fangang well. He wasn't a man who would submit to any woman. She thought back to that year when she bumped into him in the long corridor of the British hospital. She admitted that she was moved, so she tried everything to get close to him. Back then, she really did everything she could to be his woman. She even … didn't hesitate to have her virginity repaired.
However, during those days when they were really together, he never had too many obvious emotional fluctuations because of the three words "Lan Ruoran." He always seemed to be indifferent. Even in bed, she had to use all her skills to arouse his desire.
At that time, the most intimate thing she did to him was to press on his eyebrows, and he seemed to indulge her behavior.
Although it was difficult for her to maintain that relationship, so much so that when Lu Yihan came looking for her, she still chose to abandon him and return to City A. All these years, Qin Fangang had always been in the depths of her heart. To her, between love and status, she obviously wanted both.
…
Lan Ruoran had always thought that Qin Fangang was that kind of person — to everything and everyone, he maintained a cold and distant attitude. No one would easily enter his heart, and she was obviously the woman closest to his heart.
Now that she thought about it, she found it laughable.
No, he was not that kind of man at all. He had joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, but he never gave it to her.
Lan Ruoran suddenly felt sad. It seemed that the thing she wanted the most in her life would always be taken by Leng Xinyu. However, what was she better than her in?
She was not convinced, not willing to accept, and not willing to admit defeat!
Suddenly standing up, Lan Ruoran tightly pursed her pale lips. It was anger and unwillingness that gave her the courage to refute Qin Fangang. "Ruin my reputation? Qin Fangang, what right do you have to threaten me? Right now, it's obviously you and Leng Xinyu doing such shameful things … Yes, I asked someone to follow you and secretly take photos of you. I have a lot of such photos, including when you two were in England. I know all about it! "
"Now, you're touching your brother's wife, and you're actually threatening me? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Qin Fangang laughed. Raising his head to talk to this woman made him feel uncomfortable, so he also stood up and casually put his hands into his trouser pockets. His tall and straight body, dressed in a black suit with a simple white shirt, gave people a strong sense of oppression.
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