Chapter 236: 243 The Daddy of Lan Ting 1 (1/2)

Chapter 236 243 Lan Ting's Dad 1

Leng Yejing stared at Ye Mei, thinking about how she dumped Lanquan twice in a row: ”Are you women so sensible? When Lanquan proposed to you, did you have the urge to agree?”

Ye Mei was poked into something, dimmed, and smiled far-fetched: ”Everyone has everyone's concerns and positions, don't force it, just let it go!”

Nine years ago, she gave herself to Lanquan. At that time, Lanquan was particularly enthusiastic and sunny, gentle and white. He excitedly prepared an extremely romantic marriage proposal for her. Now, thinking about it, she still feels romantic to her heart. She had to tremble slightly, but unfortunately she refused fiercely. Was there really no hesitation at that time?

Ye Mei remembers that it was also a drizzle day, how dare he hesitate? At that time, Lanquan was so weak, ten of them were not enough for his adoptive father to pinch to death.

Leng Ye looked at her expression, a little bit angry, very upset: ”You women!”

Ye Mei took the towel and wiped the mist on her face: ”Brother, I will continue running.”

Leng Yejin stopped her: ”Come with me to drink!”

”I don't drink well, please let me go.”

”Aren't you not drunk with a thousand glasses?”

The lie was exposed, and Ye Mei bite the bullet to keep up. Her drinking volume is really good. She is not drunk in a thousand cups, but she is not born with it, but the day after tomorrow. The purpose is to fear that she will be adopted by her adoptive father when she gets drunk... Since ten When she was five years old, she knew that her adoptive father had a strong possessive desire for her, and her time as a girl held in the palm of her hand was completely announced. In the following years, the only thing she wanted to do was how to protect herself in the palm of her adoptive father, so as not to drink. Later, she lost her ability to protect herself. She locked herself in a room and practiced drinking daily. After two months of practice, she was not drunk.

In Leng’s private wine shop, Leng Ye raised his head and toasted three glasses in a row. The tightness in his chest disappeared.

He took out his cell phone and pressed the hands-free button. A man's voice came from Lanquan, but the music from the back was very noisy, and the sounds of men and women laughing, in stark contrast to the quiet drinking of him and Ye Mei.