"He is a ruthless man, at least for us mother and daughter." Tang Xiaolan suddenly sneered, "Hou Senlin threatened him with us. Do you think he gave in for us mother and daughter? No, you were wrong. He was to protect his family and reputation and protect his wife and daughter! As for us mother and daughter, what is it? From beginning to end, we are all dispensable!"

"If he really did it for my own good, he wouldn't throw dirty water on himself! He should persevere, resist the pressure, and fight Hou Senlin. At worst, he will be afraid of the death. What are you afraid of? I am not afraid of a weak woman. What are you afraid of, his dignified deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and secretary of the political and legal committee? Mom, what is he afraid of is the stigma on his back, and what is he afraid of is Zheng Yuqing and her mother being hurt! Since he values ​​reputation like this, I will ruin his reputation!" Tang Xiaolan gritted his teeth and looked angry.

After hearing his daughter's harsh words, Tang Xiuhua felt chill all over and leaned on the wall and cried loudly.

Seeing that his mother was so sad, the resentment on Tang Xiaolan's pretty face gradually dissipated. She grabbed her mother's hand and sighed quietly: "Mom, I was wrong, don't be sad, okay?"

"Mom... Actually, I can't do this." A resolute and toughness flashed across Tang Xiaolan's face, and his voice became low: "Mom, Hou Senlin used him to threaten me. If I get on Hou Senlin's pirate ship, not only can I save him, but even our mother and daughter will catch it. If I do this, at least I can protect ourselves. Don't worry, after a while, we will leave Anbei and return to Linhai!"

...

Luo Zhiyuan went to the newspaper in the morning, and left Song Jianjun alone, and directly came to the deputy editor-in-chief for sick leave. He was injured and had a certificate from the hospital. The three-day sick leave was very smooth.

Not long after he returned home, An Guoqing's paging came again, saying that Deng Ninglin agreed to him to go to the hotel to apply needles in the afternoon.

As soon as he finished talking to An Guoqing, the phone ringing rang again. Luo Zhiyuan's heart moved, slowly reached over, grabbed the phone and said lightly: "Who?"

Sure enough, Tang Xiaolan's gentle and charming voice came from the phone: "Luo Zhiyuan, reporter Luo, am I Tang Xiaolan, Tang Xiaolan last night."

"Oh, Miss Tang, hello."

"Reporter Luo, your injury is not important, right?"

"It's okay, but it needs to be maintained for two days. Don't worry, it won't affect my activities."

"That's right, do you have time at noon? I want to treat you to a meal and express my apology--at the same time, your motorcycle has been repaired, come and get it."

The fish finally took the bait.

A knowing smile appeared on the corner of Luo Zhiyuan's mouth. He chuckled softly and said, "Miss Tang is so polite - OK, where are you talking? I'll go there on time."

"Why don't you choose a place?" Tang Xiaolan's slightly naughty voice came from the phone.

Luo Zhiyuan's expression was calm and he immediately said intentionally or unintentionally: "I will go to give a needle to Secretary Deng of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection in the afternoon, otherwise I will be in the rich food city next to Anbei Hotel?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and Tang Xiaolan smiled: "Okay, 12 o'clock, on time, see you all."

Tang Xiaolan put down the phone and leaned her back on the wide leather boss chair, a trace of thought flashed between her eyebrows.

She is a weak female. Although she has some connections and resources in the officialdom of the mall, if she wants to fight with Hou Senlin and Chen Ping, she is actually just a mantis armed mantis, and a swaying tree. Although Tang Xiaolan has invisible strength and indomitableness in her bones, she also knows this very well. Although it seems that she has obtained temporary safety, it is not.

In the past two years, she and Hou Senlin have been "entangled" and know the viciousness and viciousness of this person. Even though Zheng Pingshan paid a heavy price, Hou Senlin would not stop afterwards. He would continue to "use both soft and hard" until she got into his bed. On the other hand, if she did not be his mistress honestly, the outcome could be imagined.

Tang Xiaolan was able to successfully mingle in the business world alone, with ease and excellence. Anyone who is really familiar with her knows that she relies on not only beauty, but also extraordinary mind, mind and wrists. Hou Senlin has coveted her for so long and has not succeeded yet, which is an example.

Although Tang Xiaolan had a little suspicion in her heart, she was still completely "impressed" - if Luo Zhiyuan really could be connected with the leaders of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, she would be willing to take a risk.

...

Tang Xiaolan drove her signature white Santana car out of the gate of Guangming Company. Although her company was nominally merged by Huatai Group, her real business and management were actually firmly controlled by her hands.

Tang Xiaolan drove into the bustling traffic of the central road, turned left and right, parked the car at the entrance of Anbei Department Store, and then entered the mall. But soon, she wore a wide-edged sunglasses and left the department store through the back door, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and headed straight to the wealthy food city that she agreed with Luo Zhiyuan.

Luo Zhiyuan stood quietly on the side of the door of the wealthy food city, staring at Tang Xiaolan who slowly walked towards him like the spring breeze stroking the willows, and felt a little moved in his heart.

He was really a beauty that charmed all living beings, but at the same time he was a very not simple woman. He stepped forward and took two steps slightly, stretching out his hand calmly, "Miss Tang is very punctual!"

"Isn't reporter Luo very punctual?" Tang Xiaolan smiled and reached out and let Luo Zhiyuan hold her. Her hands were soft and elastic, with an extremely delicate feeling.

The two of them looked at each other, but they had their own thoughts.

Luo Zhiyuan was considering how to "open the situation" and "get to the point", obtain valuable clues or evidence from Tang Xiaolan, and then through Deng Ninglin, he could end this surge of undercurrent as soon as possible and save his father's crisis; while Tang Xiaolan was slightly surprised. When he saw each other in the daytime, she suddenly felt that the young man in front of her seemed to be far more calm than she had imagined. She immediately had a premonition of being plotted.

Over the years, she has been calculating others - playing with powerful and wealthy men in her hands, so this feeling makes her unhappy.

"Please come in." Luo Zhiyuan turned around and refused to let the guest go.

Tang Xiaolan smiled gracefully and walked side by side with Luo Zhiyuan to the rich food city.

Luo Zhiyuan had already booked a quiet single room here in advance. Tang Xiaolan entered the single room calmly, and at the moment when Luo Zhiyuan ordered dishes, he looked at Luo Zhiyuan up and down seriously.

After ordering the meal, Luo Zhiyuan turned to look at Tang Xiaolan and smiled: "Miss Tang, I don't know what you like to eat, so I order it casually, please don't mind."
Chapter completed!