Chapter 1232: Puzzled

Chapter 1232 puzzled
"What the is going on? Does Lin Lang really have the same blood type as me?"
Su Ce frowned: "It's not clear yet."
Wen Qiao: "Could it be that He Xihuai made a mistake?"
He gave six lists. The first two had no problems. She also got the blood smoothly. It makes no sense. Is the third wrong?
This kind of lie is broken with a single poke and has no meaning.
But looking at Lin Lang who was still irritated under the umbrella not far away, Wen Qiao had no feelings, and he didn't dare to step forward. Die first.
When the two got into the car, Su Ce called He Xihuai, but he was quickly connected over there, in a lazy tone: "Professor Su actually took the initiative to call, what is the wind blowing today? "
Su Ce's face sank: "Where? A Qiao and I have something to find you."
"What else do you want me to do? I gave everything I should give."
"Stop talking nonsense, where is it?"
He Xihuai chuckled, "In Seattle."
"When are you coming back?"
"It's hard to say, work matters, ranging from ten days and a half months to as many as three and a half months, so what is the work of Professor Soda and Xiao Wen?"
There is no way, Wen Qiao and her brother-in-law can only fly to Seattle.
He Xihuai had a villa there. The car went all the way along the winding mountain road to the top villa. He Xihuai was wearing a white shirt and khaki cotton and linen trousers, sitting by the swimming pool to bask in the sun.
The temperature is not high, and he looks laid back, not as if he has any work on him.
That is deliberately playing tricks, calling people from Haicheng to Seattle, and like to see them under his command.
Wen Qiao gritted her teeth, she still begs him now, and doesn't have the same knowledge as him.
"What's the matter with you?" The sunshine in Seattle was warm, he leaned lazily on the recliner with a wine glass in his hand, and his tone was lazy.
Wen Qiao said straightforwardly: "The third person, Lin Lang, who is also a popular female star in the entertainment industry, we went to her. She said that she has no special blood type. So, did you give the wrong information?"
He Xihuai raised his eyebrows: "Are you questioning me?"
Wen Qiao helplessly: "I question you reasonably, because the other party has denied it and is very unwilling to discuss it with us anymore."
He Xihuai took a sip of his wine and sighed softly: "I can only tell you that the list I gave is definitely not wrong. As for why Lin Lang said that, I can't give the answer."
Wen Qiao helped the amount: "If you say this, you have not answered."
He Xihuai gave a stern expression: "All I can say is this, you are useless, so don't blame me."
"you……"
"Perhaps the other party is unwilling to donate blood, and just found a reason to prevaricate you."
Wen Qiao thought of Lin Lang's expression, and seemed a little uneasy. He seemed to be a little surprised by their arrival. He was also anxious to distinguish his relationship with them and didn't want to have any excessive contact with them.
Speaking of which, even if she doesn't have that blood type, she doesn't need to have such a big reaction or be so angry.
Thinking about it now, Lin Lang's reaction was indeed a bit strange.
Before Shen Guozhong, Shen Ning and Zhao Xia, Ren Chao, they all had the conditions to exchange with her, as long as she met their needs, they agreed to donate blood.
But now, she had no idea what Lin Lang's appeal was, so she was blasted away.
(End of this chapter)