Yan Feng hurriedly raised his foot and chased him out, but unfortunately the figure walked very fast and disappeared in a flash.

"Why is it so similar to Su Yiwan? Could it be that I was wrong?" Yan Feng whispered.

If it was Su Yiwan, why did she avoid the crowd? When everyone was paying attention to Yan Xun, she left quietly?

Thinking of this, Yan Feng held his cell phone and typed Su Yiwan's number.

With a "beep", it hung up.

He tried three times before he realized and whispered: "Has she actually blocked me?"

Yan Feng is the young master of the Yan family after all, and he has always been posted to please others. He has never lowered his posture. This is the first time he has been blocked by others.

"Su Yiwan, do you just dislike me so much? Or do you think my uncle is more valuable than me?" Yan Feng said in a deep voice.

He felt very uncomfortable, and felt like he had eaten a fly, and felt disgusting.

Su Yiwan was obviously his fiancée, so why was he entangled with Yan Lancang? Even Master Yan knew it, but he still let it go, as if Su Yiwan and Yan Lancang were entangled, not morally corrupt.

Yan Feng clenched his fists, but Leng Ling chased after him and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you hear the dean just now? He said your father might be paralyzed."

"Mom, you are tired too, I'll take you back first." Yan Feng said.

Leng Ling felt less and less secure the more she thought about it. She said: "No, I want to go to the lawyer to ask why your father has no property in his name, which is absolutely impossible."

Yan Feng did not stop him, but looked down at the corridor, but did not chase after him.

On the side of the corridor, Su Yiwan stood there and heard Yan Feng's footsteps getting farther away. When she turned around, the door of the corridor opened, and one arm stretched out, pulled her in and dragged her in.

"Well." Su Yiwan crashed into the man's arms.

Smelling a familiar breath, a magnetic sound rang out from the top of her head, and Yan Lancang said hoarsely: "What are you hiding?"

"I didn't hide, I just wanted to avoid them." Su Yiwan said angrily.

Yan Lancang lowered his head, reached out to lift her chin, looked at her delicate little face with black eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me? Why not wait?"

"I'm not a little girl, I'm going to wait for you to pick me up home. Hello, what are you doing?"

"Yan Lancang, let me go." Su Yiwan was put on her waist by the man, picked her up and threw her into her arms, and walked into the elevator.

Su Yiwan struggled in his arms and was replaced by the man.

She clenched her pink fist and pounded his chest hard. Yan Lancang looked at her lowered eyes and said in a deep voice: "If you weren't afraid that others would come to watch, just shout, no one would come to save you anyway."

Su Yiwan felt inexplicably familiar when she heard this.

It seemed that she had heard it somewhere, and her mind suddenly exploded. Didn’t she say this when she pressed him on the bed? Su Yiwan glared at him.

"Besides, you still have the energy to resist now, huh?" Yan Lancang laughed hoarsely.

The man's deep black eyes looked at her thoughtfully. Su Yiwan realized that she had been in the operation for too long and had been standing there. When she went downstairs, her legs were weak and she could hardly walk.

The poison on her body has not been cleared yet, and she is very weak.

Yan Lancang hugged her, suddenly made trouble, threw her away and threw her inside, and said in a deep voice: "So thin, too empty."

"Who do you think is weak?" Su Yiwan said coldly, and she subconsciously straightened her chest.
Chapter completed!