"If I want to take you, what are your plans?"

"I said you don't have to worry about me."

Zhuo Jian said.

Cheng Tian was attracted by her mother's voice and looked at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian was about to have a fit, but when he saw his daughter's innocent eyes, he endured it again.

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In the morning, Jian Qian sent a bouquet of flowers to her office.

"Champagne rose, no signature, no card?"

Jian Qian said while looking at the flowers.

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the flowers, shaking his pen in frustration.

Jian Qian asked her, "Do you know who sent it?"

"have no idea."

Zhuo Jian said lightly, feeling unsure.

At noon, Ouyang Ping asked her to have dinner at a nearby restaurant. Seeing that her skin condition was not bad, she felt a lot more at ease and asked her, "Are you going back to the place where we went to study?"

"Um."

"Why?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian was silent, only looking at the hot and sour soup in the bowl.

"That period was when you and Fu Yanye had the best relationship, right?"

Ouyang Ping asked again.

Zhuo Jian was helpless. They were as close as sisters and understood each other. Ouyang Ping could guess her thoughts accurately.

"Are you going to say goodbye? Or to reminisce?"

Ouyang Ping said again.

"I just wanted to go there suddenly, and then I went without thinking much."

She remembered that at that time, she was in a very calm mood.

Ouyang Ping didn't dwell on this issue too much. She nodded and changed the topic, "I believe it. Let's go get a haircut later?"

When Zhuo Jian heard about getting a haircut, she felt repelled.

She didn't know why this happened, and she even felt baffled by her first reaction.

Ouyang Ping looked at her in surprise, "What? You don't want to deal with it anymore?"

Zhuo Jian felt inexplicably guilty and lowered his head: "Isn't it cold recently? Let's wait until it gets warmer."

"You."

Ouyang Ping smiled helplessly.

Some people are like this. They are determined to be free and easy, but when faced with a choice, they realize that they are not that free and easy.

Zhuo Jian touched her hair and suddenly thought of a reason and asked her: "Don't you think I look better with long hair?"

"You're good-looking, you're good-looking. You look good no matter what, but you look better with long hair."

Ouyang Ping didn't want the sisters to be serious while having a meal, so he coaxed her to say whatever she wanted to make her happy.

Zhuo Jian also laughed after hearing this, but she also felt sad.

After the two had dinner, Zhuo Jian accompanied Ouyang Ping to get a haircut, and met Liang Yu again.

When Liang Yu saw her, she walked over and raised her hand to hit her.

Zhuo Jian had quick eyes and quick hands. When he raised his eyes to look at her, he grabbed her hand that was about to wave it to her face. Liang Yu was immediately dissatisfied and tried to wave her other hand over.

But at the same time, another person behind her grabbed her wrist firmly and firmly, "Miss Liang, please respect yourself."

Liang Yu heard the voice and turned around to see Wang Rui.

Zhuo Jian let go of Liang Yu, and Wang Rui pushed her to the wall.

Ouyang Ping came out after washing her hair and looked at them in surprise, "What's going on?"

"Zhuo Jian, don't think that your poor acting skills will never be discovered. Sooner or later, Yan Ye will see through you. At that time, I will laugh at how embarrassed and lost you are."

"I will do it before you see me lose face." Zhuo Jian suddenly smiled, and then became cold again: "Wang Rui, drive her out."

"Please, Miss Liang."

Wang Rui said as he raised his hand and kicked her out.

"I'm here to get my hair cut, and you're driving me away?"

"Sorry, madam, we only accept these two ladies today."
Chapter completed!