cry that scum

Chapter 107 Give Me a Chance

It took Lanjing 5 minutes to drive to Baoding Building, a landmark building in City C, and then went all the way to the top-floor revolving restaurant that ranks among the top three in the province in terms of luxury.

"Yo, so fast?" Jin Dao, who was waiting in the rest area, put away his mobile phone and walked over with his backpack on his back.

Lan Jing glanced at him, then glanced inside through the transparent glass wall, "Where is he?"

"I went in with that little lover hooked shoulder to shoulder." Jin Dao said.

When Lan Jing heard this, he immediately walked in, and Jin Dao stopped him, "We need to make an appointment one month in advance, and we won't let you in without an appointment."

Lan Jing ignored him, walked over and took out a gold card from his pocket and handed it to the service desk. The waiter didn't say a word, and led the person in enthusiastically.

"Awesome," Jin Dao turned to look at the service desk, and then looked at the gold card in Lan Jing's hand.

Lan Jing directly threw the card to him, "With the VIP card here, you don't have to wait in line for meals."

The money-hungry killer hurriedly caught it, and immediately said with distress, "How many times do I have to eat this to become a VIP? Are you a rich thief?"

Lan Jing didn't bother to explain, this restaurant was opened by Lei Shao, and the card was also given by that person, it didn't cost money, and he had never been here before.

"I'll see you off." Lan Jing walked in while searching for Cong Lang's figure.

"Thank you, boss." Jin Dao said with a smile on his face. For Ka's sake, he decided to hold back his smile when Lan Jing and his love rival fought.

The restaurant has its own viewing terrace, reading area, high-altitude garden and tea room. The design theme is very rich and graceful, retro and elegant Shanghai style. It is said that a top artist was specially invited to paint the murals.

Most of the people who come here to eat are dressed very formally, obviously Lan and Jin don't match the style of this place at all.

Lan Jing was in casual attire, and Jin Dao was wearing a hooded sweater and sweatpants, as usual, in a student style.

The two of them were like dogs entering the phoenix's nest, and they attracted the attention of everyone around them.

Then these guests who peeked out of the corner of their eyes saw these two "earth dogs" standing in front of a dining table.

One of them even pulled the wrist of the very handsome man.

"I want to talk to you." Lan Jing resisted the urge to overturn the table in front of him, and stared into Cong Lang's eyes.

Cong Lang raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, then put down the knife and fork in his hand, and was about to speak when a glass of water suddenly splashed Lan Jing all over his head and face.

Jin Dao, "Fuck!"

He put away the expression of watching the show with his arms folded, and hurried over to grab Lan Jing's shoulder and asked, "Is the water hot!? Damn, how are you?"

No one expected that such an accident would happen. Jin Dao touched Lan Jing's face without hesitation, making sure that the water was warm and that Lan Jing was not burned. Cong Lang suddenly looked at Yin who was still holding an empty cup. sail.

Even though he knew that Cong Lang couldn't see clearly, Yin Hang couldn't help shrugging his shoulders when he met his gaze, and then he said sharply, "He has caused Brother Lang so badly! He still has the face to come to Brother Lang, How shameless!"

Lan Jing stood motionless, and the eyes under the dripping hair gradually gathered a storm. The jealousy and anger accumulated from the first time he saw Yin Hang finally reached the critical point.

Yin Hang raised his chin and stared at Lan Jing provocatively. He didn't notice the change in Lan Jing's aura at all, nor did he notice that the knife on the table was suddenly picked up and cut towards his throat with lightning speed. .

However, the sharp blade was stopped by a hand with slender knuckles when it was only half an inch away from Yin Hang's throat.

In the next second, Yin Hang came to his senses, yelled, the color on his face disappeared instantly, he stepped back a few steps, and fell limply in the chair.

"Let go!" Lan Jing said hoarsely, his eyes still bloodthirsty and frightening.

Cong Lang's hand didn't move at all.

The air condensed into ice, and the two faced each other silently. The anger in Lan Jing's eyes couldn't be suppressed at all. Cong Lang even wanted to defend this person. The glass of water suddenly seemed like a slap on his face by Cong Lang. Trampling also made his heart ache.

A security guard rushed over when he saw the abnormality here, and Cong Lang finally let go when he heard the voice, but Lan Jing was still exerting force on his wrist, and the blade suddenly slashed on the back of Cong Lang's hand.

Lan Jing was suffocated immediately, his red eyes staring at the blood gushing from the back of Cong Lang's hand.

"Is there a medicine box?" Jin Dao asked the restaurant manager and the security guard in a low voice, who stopped him from rushing over.

The manager was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "There are in the locker in the bathroom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Jing took Cong Lang's hand and walked out.

"Master Lan," the manager called out, Lan Jing ignored him, but Jin Dao stopped him and said a few words, after confirming that there was nothing wrong here, he quickly turned around to appease the other frightened guests.

In the bathroom, Lan Jing turned on the faucet, wanting to hold Cong Lang's hand and run under the cold water, but Cong Lang broke away lightly, and said calmly, "I'll do it myself."

Lan Jing pursed his lips and let him go, turned around and opened the cabinet to get the medicine box.

The wound on the back of Cong Lang's hand was not deep, but it was quite long, and the blood was still flowing along with the cold water. Lan Jing watched silently from the side.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Cong Lang asked after a while.

Lan Jing didn't speak, took out alcohol and gauze from the medicine box, and then pulled out a few paper towels to help Cong Lang dry his hands, "The bleeding hasn't stopped yet, I'll wrap it for you."

Cong Lang didn't withdraw his hand, but said very politely, "Thank you."

Because he felt the cold temperature of another person's fingertips, the fire of anger was suddenly extinguished, leaving only discomfort in his heart.

Lan Jing silently sterilized the back of Cong Lang's hands, then sprinkled hemostatic powder, and bandaged him one by one.

The two leaned on the washstand, the distance was relatively close. After Lan Jing tied the bandage, he raised his head and looked at Cong Lang. Those peach blossom eyes were still beautiful and attractive, but they were not as evil as before. The black pupils It looks very peaceful.

Lan Jing couldn't help reaching out to touch his eyes, Cong Lang slightly tilted his head back.

Lan Jing pursed his lips, retracted his hand silently, curled his fingertips and asked, "Are you blind at all?"

"I can see some now, but it's blurry and unclear." Cong Lang replied.

"...I'm sorry." Lan Jing felt as if his throat was choked by something, and it took him a long time to force out a few words from his throat.

"You lied to me, I was mad at the time, I..."

Lan Jing clenched Cong Lang's hand subconsciously, trying to explain something, but there was really nothing to explain, so he had to block his voice dryly.

At that time, he was caught in the anger of being deceived, and he didn't have any reason to think. After calming down during this period, think about it, what did Cong Lang lie to him for?If this person didn't love himself too much and was afraid of losing, how could he not dare to confess?

"It was indeed my fault that I lied to you and hurt you, and I paid the corresponding price for it," Cong Lang said suddenly, "We are now clear."

"Then, can you give me a chance?" Lan Jing said immediately, "We can start over!"

Cong Lang didn't speak, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then he stared at Lan Jing calmly, and asked back after a long time, "Start again? So... what about the enmity between you and Shu Mingcheng?"