Don’t Cry

Chapter 78

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For the first time, Luo Zhan saw such an abstract expression that was beyond words on his face.

As a result, he was a little worried, whether Lan Jingqian, who he thought should be standing still, would rush up to tear himself up without considering the pros and cons of the outcome because of his total loss of reason.

Fortunately, after the obvious breathing adjustment, Lan Jingqian's reason still prevailed over his impulse. His expression calmed down a little, and his eyes were still fixed on Luo Zhan almost fiercely.

"Xiao Ran, you... You haven't taken off your coat. Go back to your room and change your clothes first. It's easy to catch a cold if the heat is uneven."

Tang Ran came back to his senses, put down his hands a little embarrassedly and took a half step back: "Well, uncle, sit down first."

After speaking, the little girl groped and walked towards her bedroom.

The girl's back disappeared in the aisle, and the sound of the bedroom door closing quickly came back.

Lan Jingqian's sharp eyes, like a knife, fell back to Luo Zhan.

Luo Zhan laughed helplessly: "This..." The mechanical voice stopped.

He lowered his hand and turned off the voice-changing switch, then raised his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I declare that the disguise ai is a last resort, and at any time during the disguise, there was absolutely no act of taking advantage of the little girl."

"Is it a last resort?" Lan Jingqian repeated blankly, "Is someone holding a knife around your neck and forcing you to make a robot for Xiaoran?"

Luo Zhan: "Although this is not the case, it is indeed a helpless choice."

Lan Jingqian narrowed his eyes: "Then why didn't I just see that you were reluctant at all, but instead you looked like you were enjoying it?"

Luo Zhan paused, raised his eyes half-jokingly, and asked softly, "Uncle, are you sure you want me to explain it to you here?" He gestured to Tang Ran's bedroom.

Lan Jingqian's expression was gloomy.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Lan Jingqian opened his legs and walked silently in front of Luo Zhan. He stopped.

"Tomorrow at 10 o'clock," Lan Jingqian leaned forward, his voice cold and low, "It's the same teahouse box from last time. You'd better think about it before you go, how to explain this matter to me clearly."

Luo Zhan nodded with a lazy smile: "Sure. I just have a few small questions, and I want to hear your answer, uncle."

"… "

Lan Jingqian glanced at him coldly.

Tang Ran didn't come out, and Lan Jingqian didn't let go of this opportunity for cross-examination. He suppressed his voice: "You come every night?"

Luo Zhan bent his index finger and lightly rubbed the corner of his forehead, showing a little discomfort: "Yes."

Lan Jingqian's emotions sank for a while: "When do you leave every day?"

"Before 10 o'clock."

"...You know this kind of behavior, can I call 110 and let someone take you away, Young Master Luo?" Lan Jingqian's name was almost squeezed out of his teeth.

Luo Zhan nodded: "Probably know."

"Then you dare to stand here?"

"Let me stay in another place for the night, that's fine." Luo Zhan said calmly, "but Ranran will probably be anxious or worried when she finds out that I'm not here - this will make me uneasy."

Lan Jingqian frowned.

But thinking of Tang Ran's anxious and panicked appearance, he had to admit that what Luo Zhan said was right.

Lan Jingqian could only give up the idea of stuffing people into the mechanical box and throwing them out.

There was movement in the direction of the bedroom, and Lan Jingqian and Luo Zhan consciously stopped talking. Lan Jingqian took the initiative to distance himself and walked aside, waiting for Tang Ran to come out.

The little girl who had changed into lounge clothes walked out of the aisle. The first thing she did was to say to Lan Jingqian, "Uncle, it seems it's getting late. You're going home late, aren't you?"

Lan Jingqian's eyes softened: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Tang Ran said: "But it should have been a long time since work... It's really bad to delay uncle's personal time like this."

"How come." Lan Jingqian said, "My personal time will be much more valuable when I stay with Xiaoran."

"… "

Luo Zhan stood beside him, half leaning against the wall, listening lazily.

Although it has been verified that Lan Jingqian is Tang Ran's biological father, the feeling of unhappiness and sour bubbling still lingers in his heart when he hears his little girl being coaxed by another man in such a warm voice.

Luo Zhan lowered his head, helplessly and boredly brushing the broken hair hanging down from his forehead.

After chatting a few more words over there, Tang Ran, who was uneasy because of the delay in the driver's uncle's private time, went back to the starting point: "Uncle, you don't have to worry about me, really - with Luo Luo to accompany me, I won't be bored. Hurry up. Go home and rest."

Lan Jingqian twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Luo Zhan.

If it wasn't for this little pervert, he probably wouldn't have to worry so much.

But Lan Jingqian naturally couldn't explain this to Tang Ran. So after frowning for a few seconds, Lan Jingqian could only suppress his emotions, turned around and said to Tang Ran, "In that case, then uncle will not disturb you. Xiao Ran, you should rest earlier, okay?"

"Yeah!" Tang Ran nodded, "Goodbye uncle."

"… "

Before leaving, Lan Jingqian gave Luo Zhan a meaningful warning look before closing the door and leaving.

Monday morning.

In order to show his sincerity, Luo Zhan rushed to the teahouse box that he had made an appointment with Lan Jingqian 20 minutes in advance.

However, when he pushed open the door and entered, Lan Jingqian still looked like he had been here for a while.

Luo Zhan closed the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly: "Mr. Lan has been too leisurely in recent days? I can understand that the basic plan of auto technology in the inland market has been completed?"

Lan Jingqian on the sofa didn't raise his eyes and took a sip of tea: "The company is not as important as a daughter."

"..." Hearing the faint murderous aura in those words, Luo Zhan smiled dumbly and walked into the box fearlessly.

When Luo Zhan sat directly opposite, Lan Jingqian was stunned as soon as he raised his eyes.

The eyes that were already cold and ready to fall back froze, and looked up and down at the young man on the opposite side—

The young master passed on a dark blue light-striped suit for the first time today, and he hung the long gray coat next to the back of the sofa.

The lining of the suit is the most rigid white shirt, and a tie is also worn. Under the restraint of the tie, the button of the shirt is naturally meticulously tied to the top.

Lan Jingqian wasn't going to give this stinky boy who was thinking about his little girl any good looks. The original plan was to chill him, but after staring at him for a few seconds, he couldn't hold back.

Lan Jingqian asked, "What kind of attire is Young Master Luo, just came back from the press conference?"

Luo Zhan raised his hand to straighten the knot of his tie, and loosened it again along the collar of his shirt. While arranging, the young master frowned: "After all, it is the first time we meet with a new identity and a new relationship, so it should be formal... How do you guys in the workplace wear this kind of clothes every day, and how do you survive?"

"It's not the trivial matter of dressing that makes people unable to survive," Lan Jingqian raised his eyes lightly, "Young master is worthy of being a young master, you can't bear such a thing—then you are probably born for the airborne leadership position."

Luo Zhan was angry and funny: "We've known each other for so long, what kind of temperament do you understand on the first day?"

Lan Jingqian showed an indifferent expression: "Isn't it the first meeting of a new identity and a new relationship?"

"Okay," Luo Zhan laughed lazily and lowered his head, "Hello, uncle."

"… "

Lan Jingqian's expression was even more dangerous.

Luo Zhan accepted it as soon as he saw it, and did not continue to pour fuel on Lan Jingqian's fire.

He explained to Lan Jingqian about the bionic robot in a few simple words, and also took out the video recorded by the sinners who had broken the robot in the int laboratory before they came, as "witness". Show it to Lan Jingqian.

After Lan Jingqian saw it, although he didn't solve the essential problem, his expression finally relaxed a bit: "Are you going to continue to dress up Xiaoran as a robot?"

"If there is no accident, it will continue."

Lan Jingqian frowned in displeasure.

Luo Zhan said: "Ranran has become accustomed to the existence of robots - at least until her eyes are cured, I will be by her side."

"Just to accompany, no selfishness?"

"… "

Looking at Lan Jingqian for two seconds, Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and smiled: "Even if I say no, do you believe it?"

Lan Jingqian said coldly, "Since yesterday, I almost don't believe every word you say."

Luo Zhan leaned into the back of the leather sofa, his eyes tired and helpless: "Then we really don't need to talk anymore."

Lan Jingqian narrowed his eyes lightly: "You really don't worry about me telling Xiaoran."

"do not worry."

"Where did you get your confidence?"

"It seems a little strange to say self-confidence." Luo Zhan raised his teacup, and after tasting it, he lowered his eyes and frowned slightly, "As expected, I am not interested in the smell of any leaves..."

Lan Jingqian ignored his gag: "Then why don't you worry?"

Luo Zhan put down the cup in distress, his eyes still lazy: "I don't want to destroy our friendship, so I don't want to talk about the direct reason. But since you must listen—"

Luo Zhan lifted his eyelids and murmured, "You continue to be her driver, and I'll continue to be her robot. Only in this way can we live in peace, uncle."

Lan Jingqian's eyes turned cold.

Before Lan Jingqian could speak, Luo Zhan said again, "Of course, there is a more important root cause."

"What is it."

"I believe," Luo Zhan said seriously, "you, like me, make any choice for her own good."

"… "

Luo Zhan's voice fell behind, and the tea room fell into a long silence.

After thinking deeply, Lan Jingqian nodded, "Okay. I'll trust you this time for now."

Luo Zhan's eyes relaxed a little, and he joked lightly: "So we have reached a 'truce agreement'?"

"temporary."

"As you like." Luo Zhan seized the initiative to speak, "It's my turn to ask."

Lan Jingqian raised his eyes coldly and looked at him without speaking.

Luo Zhan didn't care, his eyes became serious: "My question is very simple - I don't care how many old love, hatred and hatred between the Tang family and you, I just want to know, who is the guardianship of Ranran now. in hand."

Lan Jingqian instinctively frowned.

This question was undoubtedly hitting his sore spot. After a few seconds, he looked stern and said in a deep voice, "At the Tang family. Otherwise, how could I have let her stay there."

Luo Zhan was not surprised: "Sure enough."

"… "

"Is it possible to get the custody back before Ran Ran becomes an adult?"

Lan Jingqian crossed his hands and said, "I have already consulted my legal team on this issue. On the premise that the Tang family has fulfilled their support obligations for more than ten years and I have never asked, unless an out-of-court settlement is made, even if a lawsuit is filed, It's hard for me to win."

Luo Zhan tutted softly: "Then we still have to find Tang Shixin."

Lan Jingqian returned to his senses, frowned and asked, "What is the matter with Tang Shixin?"

Luo Zhan: "Dan Ran's eye surgery, your old classmate said that minors must have a guardian's signature for this kind of surgery."

Lan Jingqian's voice sank: "...the Tang family may not be willing to sign, right?"

Luo Zhan didn't speak, but his eyes were also cold.

Lan Jingqian got up: "I'll go talk to them about this."

"They won't agree if you go."

"?" Lan Jingqian turned his head alertly, "What do you know?"

"I can probably guess the main reason why they refused to treat Tang Ran's eyes. And that reason... "

Luo Zhan poured out the tea in the teacup in front of him. The thin tire cup was snapped upside down on the table by him.

Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at the back of his fingers, his voice was cold and indifferent.

"Only I can solve it."