Chapter 77: "Truce" negotiation

Chapter 78:
For the first time, Luo Zhan saw such an indescribable expression on the face of his "year-old friend". www.sto123.cc
As a result, he was a little worried whether Lan Jingqian, who was supposed to be standing still in his own imagination, would rush to tear himself alive without considering the pros and cons of the result because he lost his sanity.
Fortunately, Lan Jingqian's sanity still defeated his impulse after the obvious (flesh) breathing adjustment. His expression calmed down a little bit, his eyes still fixed on Luo Zhan almost fiercely.
"Xiaoran, you... the coat hasn't been taken off yet (tuo). Go back to the room and change your clothes. You can catch a cold with uneven heat."
Tang Ran returned to his senses, and a little embarrassed, put down his hand and backed away for a while: "Well, uncle, you sit first."
After speaking, the little girl (touching Mo) walked towards her bedroom.
The girl's back disappeared in the aisle, and the sound of the bedroom door closing soon came back.
Lan Jingqian's gaze, sharp as a knife, fell back to Luo Zhan.
Luo Zhan laughed helplessly: "This..." The mechanical sound stopped.
He lowered his hand to turn off the voice changer switch, then raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "I declare that pretending to be ai is a must, and at no time during the disguise has ever taken advantage of the little girl."
"It's too much love?" Lan Jingqian repeated blankly, "Someone put a knife on your neck and forced you to make Xiaoran a robot?"
Luo Zhan: "Although this is not the situation, it is indeed helpless to choose."
Lan Jingqian narrowed his eyes: "Then why didn't I see that you were a little bit reluctant just now, but instead 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 motioned to Xia Tang Ran's bedroom. Lan Jingqian's expression was dark and unclear.
After a stalemate for a few seconds, Lan Jingqian opened his legs and walked silently in front of Luo Zhan. He stopped.
"Tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the morning," Lan Jingqian leaned forward, his voice pressed cold and low. "It's the same teahouse box the last time. Before you go, you'd better think about it in advance. How to explain this to me clearly."
Luo Zhan lazily smiled and nodded: "Definitely. I just have a few small questions, and I want to hear your answers from Uncle."
"..."
Lan Jingqian glanced at him swishly.
Tang Ran did not come out, and Lan Jingqian did not let go of this opportunity for questioning. He suppressed his voice: "You come every night?"
Luo Zhan flexed his index finger and rubbed his forehead lightly, (exposed) a little uncomfortable: "Yes."
Lan Jingqian's emotions fell for a while: "When do you leave every day?"
"Before 10 o'clock."
"...You know this kind of behavior, I can already call 110 to get you to go, Master Luo?" Lan Jingqian's name 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, it's okay." Luo Zhan said calmly, "but Ranran finds that I'm not here, maybe she will be anxious or worried that this will make me uneasy."
Lan Jingqian frowned.
But thinking of Tang Ran's anxious panic just now, he had to admit that what Luo Zhan said was right.
Lan Jingqian could only dispel 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 her home clothes walked out of the aisle. The first thing she did was to say to Lan Jingqian: "Uncle, it seems it's late. It's late for you to get home, right?"
Lan Jingqian's eyes softened: "Nothing, I'm not in a hurry."
Tang Ran said, "But it should have been a long time since working hours... It's really bad to delay my uncle's private time like this."
"Why?" Lan Jingqian said, "With Xiaoran, my private time will be much more valuable."
"..."
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, when he heard his little girl being coaxed by another man's warm voice, the gurgling and sour feeling in my heart still lingered.
Luo Zhan lowered his head, and flicked the broken hair hanging down his forehead reluctantly and boredly.
After chatting a few more words over there, Tang Ran, who was disturbed because of the delay of the driver's uncle's personal time, still went back to the starting point: "Uncle, you don't have to worry about me. I really have Luo Luo with me, I won't be bored. Come back soon. Rest at home."
Lan Jingqian twitched his mouth and looked at Luo Zhan.
If there is no such little pervert, he probably doesn't need to worry so much.
But Lan Jingqian naturally couldn't explain this issue to Tang Ran. So after a few seconds of frowning, Lan Jingqian could only suppress his emotions, turned his head and said to Tang Ran, "If that's the case, then uncle won't disturb you. Xiaoran, you should rest earlier, okay?"
"Yeah!" Tang Ran nodded, "Goodbye uncle."
"..."
Before leaving, Lan Jingqian cast a meaningful warning look at Luo Zhan before closing the door and leaving.
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Monday morning.
In order to show his sincerity, Luo Zhan rushed to the teahouse box he had agreed with Lan Jingqian 20 minutes in advance.
However, when he pushed the door in, Lan Jingqian still seemed to have been here for a while.
Luo Zhan closed the door, and the corners of his mouth lightened (gou): "Is Mr. Lan too busy in the past few days? I can understand that the basic market of auto technology in the inland market has been developed?"
Lan Jingqian on the sofa did not raise his eyes and took a sip of tea: "The company is not as important as its daughter."
"..." Luo Zhan smiled dumbly and walked into the box fearlessly after hearing the faint (killing sha) anger in these words.
When Luo Zhan sat down directly opposite, Lan Jingqian was stunned as soon as he raised his eyes.
The gaze that had already been chilled and about to fall back froze, and looked up and down the opposite youth.
The young master handed down a dark blue (color) light striped suit today, and his gray (color) long coat was casually hung by the back of the sofa.
The lining of the suit is the most upright white shirt with a tie. Under the restraint of the tie, the shirt buttons are naturally tied to the top in a meticulous manner.
Lan Jingqian didn't plan to give this stinky boy who was thinking about his little girl a good face (color). The original plan was to make him cold, but at this time he stared for a few seconds and couldn't help it.
Lan Jingqian asked, "What kind of costume is Young Master Luo, who just came back from the press conference?"
Luo Zhan raised his hand to straighten the tie knot, and then slid it along the shirt collar. While tidying up, the young master frowned: "After all, it was the first time I met with the new (guanguan) department in a new identity, how can I be more formal... How do you guys in the workplace survive wearing this kind of clothes every day? ."
"It's not the little thing about dress that makes people unable to survive," Lan Jingqian raised his eyes faintly. "Little Master is worthy of being a Little Master. If you can't bear this matter, you are probably born to be an airborne leader."
Luo Zhan was so angry and funny: "We have known each other for so long, what kind of did you understand on the first day?"
Lan Jingqian (Lu) made a nonchalant expression: "Isn't it the first time that the new identity and the new (guanguan) family have met?"
"Okay," Luo Zhan laughed lazily and lowered his head. "Good 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 the bionic robot to Lan Jingqian in a few simple sentences, and also took out the video recorded by the sinners who broke the robot in the int laboratory before he came, and put them as "human evidence". Showed it to Lan Jingqian.
After Lan Jingqian saw it, although he didn't solve the essential problem, his expression was finally relaxed: "Are you going to continue to dress up Xiaoran as a robot?"
"If there is no accident, it will continue."
Lan Jingqian closed his eyebrows unhappy.
Luo Zhan said: "I'm used to the existence of robots at least until her eyes are cured, and I will stay with her."
"Just to accompany, not selfish?"
"..."
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 have hardly believed every word you said."
Luo Zhan leaned into the back of the leather sofa, his eyes tired and helpless: "Then we really have nothing to talk about."
Lan Jingqian squinted lightly: "You really don't worry about me telling Xiaoran."
"do not worry."
"Where are you confident?"
"It seems weird to say that I am confident." Luo Zhan raised his tea cup, took a sip, lowered his eyes and frowned slightly, "Sure enough, I am not interested in the smell of any tree leaves..."
Lan Jingqian ignored his (insert cha) spoof: "Then why are you not worried?"
Luo Zhan put down the cup in distress, his eyes still lazily: "I don't want to ruin our friendship, so I don't want to say the direct cause. But since you must listen"
Luo Zhan raised his eyelids and said lightly, "You continue to pretend to be her driver, and I will continue to pretend to be her robot. Only in this way can we live in peace, uncle."
Lan Jingqian's eyes went cold.
Before Lan Jingqian spoke, Luo Zhan said again: "Of course, there is a more important root cause."
"What is it."
"I believe it," Luo Zhan said seriously, "you are like me, making any choice for her good."
"..."
Luo Zhan's voice fell behind, and the tea room fell into a long silence.
After thinking deeply, Lan Jingqian nodded: "Okay. I believe you this time for now."
Luo Zhan's eyes were relaxed, and he joked lightly: "Then we have reached a truce agreement?"
"temporary."
"It's up to you." Luo Zhan seized the initiative to speak, "Then it's my turn to ask."
Lan Jingqian raised his eyes coldly and looked at him silently.
Luo Zhan didn’t care, and his eyes became serious:
My question is simple. How much love, hatred and hatred do you have in the Tang family and you don’t care about it. I just want to know who has the custody of the custody right now. in."
Lan Jingqian frowned instinctively.
This question was undoubtedly hitting his sore spot. A few seconds later, he was dazzling and said in a deep voice, "At the Tang family. Otherwise, how could I let her stay there."
Luo Zhan was not surprised: "Sure enough."
"..."
"Then is it possible to get the custody right back before Dyeing reaches adulthood?"
Lan Jingqian buckled his hands: "I have consulted my team of lawyers on this issue. Under the premise that the Tang family has fulfilled the maintenance obligation for more than ten years and I have never asked, unless a settlement is made out of court, even if a lawsuit is filed, It’s difficult for me to win."
Luo Zhan sighed, "Tang Shixin is the best choice."
Lan Jingqian returned to his senses, frowned and asked, "What is Tang Shixin for?"
Luo Zhan: "Yanyan's eye surgery, your old classmate said that minors must have a guardian to sign for this type of surgery."
Lan Jingqian's voice sank: "...The Tang family may not be willing to sign, is it?"
Luo Zhan didn't speak, but his eyes were also cold.
Lan Jingqian got up: "I'll talk to them about this matter."
"They won't agree if you go."
"?" Lan Jingqian turned around alertly, "What do you know?"
"I probably guessed the main reason why they refused to give Tang Ran an eye. And that reason..."
Luo Zhan poured out the tea in the cup in front of him. He clicked the thin cup and snapped onto the table.
Luo Zhan lowered his eyes, staring at the back of his tightened fingers, his voice was cold and cold.
"Only I can solve it."