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Chapter 30 Chestnut

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    He stood at the door and waited, but did not hear a response, so he raised his hand and hung the chestnut on the doorknob.

    In the room, Jiang Lan took off her earphones, and there was a pile of professional books on the desk. She was reading the notes left by Lao Jiang, the handwriting was scribbled, and she barely read two pages without guessing.

    There was movement in the living room, but she listened carefully and there was no sound again.

    Jiang Lan got up to look. Just as she opened the door, a food bag fell. She touched the warm chestnut and looked at the person drinking water in front of the water dispenser.

    "Bought it for me?"

    Wen held the water glass and nodded with an unnatural expression, "I just saw it at the gate of the community."

    "Thank you." Jiang Lan's eyes flickered slightly, she walked to the sofa and sat down, "I just want to eat something, let's eat together?"

    "No, just eat."

    Wen Miao stood still as if rooted on the ground, his eyes looking at her changed unconsciously, and when he looked down, his eyes suddenly became clear.

    Chestnuts are as obedient as grapes in her hands.

    Jiang Lan continued unknowingly, and piled up a pile of bare chestnuts, which gave a sense of accomplishment just by looking at them.

    "Why don't you eat?" Wen Miao was at a loss for words.

    "It's more enjoyable to eat this way." Jiang Lan threw one into her mouth, puffing her cheeks and said, "By the way, I heard from my brother today that your brother is still awake. How is he doing?".

    Wen Miao took a sip of water in a disguised manner, "Same as usual."

    "Your senior brother, did he say anything about me?"

    Wen Miao suddenly regretted it. If he hadn't lied the first time they met, wouldn't it be better to replace the bankrupt with a sponsor?

    Jiang Lan gave him a meaningful look, hesitating about how to word it so as not to hurt his self-esteem.

    Her reaction changed in Wen Miao's eyes, she found out!

    Finally about to fall off the horse?

    Fortunately, he has already packed his luggage during his business trip, so he won't be too embarrassed when he is kicked out later.

    "Well, actually, well, I was wrong to lie to you." Wen Miao decided to take the initiative to attack, and the overlord had to be courageous, seized the right to speak and said first, "I'm leaving now."

    "Hey, wait!" Jiang Lan kept moving, "I didn't tell you to leave. It's still your fault if you owe the money. Now you are in a special situation. Just wait until you earn the money and return it to him."

    "Aren't you paying back the money you owe?"

    "That's right, my senior brother told me that you didn't pay him." Jiang Lan felt uncomfortable after she finished speaking, which seemed to hurt her self-esteem.

    Wen Miao's mood was ups and downs, and there was another village, and the words of clarification on his lips retracted like this, and he admitted it sincerely, "I will pay back the money in a few days."

    Jiang Lan was relieved, "That's right, you must be honest in life."

    The big deal is to let him live for another month, and then move out when he has money.

    "Do you want to eat chestnuts?"

    "I'll peel it, you eat it." Wen Miao, who survived the catastrophe, seized the opportunity to act proactively.

    Jiang Lan held a clean chestnut with peace of mind while eating and watching a movie, looked at his serious look from the side, and suddenly said, "We are quite like an old husband and wife."

    Wen Miao used too much force, the chestnut was split into two, and he wiped his hands with a wet towel expressionlessly, "Then you have taken advantage."

    "Hey, why are you more noble than me?" Jiang Lan was not convinced.

    Wen Miao nodded in agreement, he is tall and rich, isn't that noble.

    Wen Baba is very confident in his status as tall, rich and handsome.

    Early the next morning, the sky was bright.

    Jiang Lan's biological clock woke up on time, and he habitually knocked on the door before entering the bathroom. After waiting for a long time for no response, he remembered that he was on a business trip today.

    Jiang Lan went to work on an empty stomach due to traffic jams during peak hours. As soon as she entered the studio, she smelled a familiar fragrance.

    "Wow, it smells so good, it's the steamed stuffed bun from Wang Po's house." Before Jiang Lan finished speaking, she met a pair of smiling eyes.

    Liu Xijie, "I know you like food, so I bought it for you."

    "Brother Six? I'll just go and buy it myself, and you'll have to make a trip."

    Jiang Lan paused, squinting her eyes to see Brother Lu and Xiao Bai, two traitors, who were engrossed in eating.

    Liu Xijie, "It happened to be on the way, so I stopped by to see you."

    He graciously delivered the breakfast to her office, but Jiang Lan didn't want to accept it, "Sixth brother, let's chat."

    "Next time, I'm going to be too late for work, remember to have breakfast." Liu Xijie glanced at the time hastily, his expression so fake that she couldn't bear to expose it, "I'll come see you later."

    "Sixth Brother, don't go yet." Jiang Lan chased him out, only seeing his back running away.

      Lao Lu and Xiaobai held a cup of soy milk and watched the show with their eyes wide open. Jiang Lan was so angry that he rolled his eyes and ate his food. None of them wanted to send a text message to inform her.

    Cannibal's mouth is short, Xiaobai is the first to escape, "I have an appointment with a customer, and I will go in and prepare first."

    Jiang Lan stared at Lao Lu again, who was slowly picking up the garbage left over from breakfast, "I really envy you young people, the taste of love is so good."

    You old man!

    At noon, Jiang Lan welcomed the first customer of the day.

    Huang Juan is a very ordinary middle-aged woman, with a full vegetable basket in her hand, she looks around very stiffly, and the first thing she says after entering the door is, "Is the fee expensive here?".

    Jiang Lan welcomed him to the sofa in the lobby, sat down, and served water, "It's not expensive."

    She handed over the transparent fee list, and Huang Juan took the initiative to read it, "I choose the number of minutes to charge, and I speak fast, and it won't take a few minutes."

    Jiang Lan naturally had no objection. When they moved to the office, the two sat down and the chronograph was turned on.

    Without waiting for Jiang Lan to ask, Huang Juan took the initiative to open the chatter box, "Doctor, I've been thinking wildly recently. I'm under a lot of pressure, and I always have hallucinations in a trance."

    Jiang Lan, "What are the specific circumstances?".

    Huang Juan rubbed her thumbs unconsciously, her rough hands were covered with fine lines, the burden of life weighed her down, her skin was dark yellow, and she hadn't smiled since entering the door.

    "I feel that everything I see with my eyes is fake. Sometimes I think I'm going to die. When I walk on the road, I can't control the fantasy of being hit by a car. The butcher's knife on the butcher's stall makes me excited.  It gives me pleasure to chop meat with a sharp knife."

    Jiang Lan looked at Huang Juan's vegetable basket, and the blood-stained pork shreds were on top of it.

    Perhaps worried about the cost, Huang Juan spoke quickly, "At home, too, I'm very depressed. I often forget about housework. Sometimes I remember to prepare a meal but there is nothing in the kitchen. I can't remember the washing process."

    "I know I may be sick, so I came to ask if it can be cured."

    Jiang Lan, "It's good that you have the will to recover. Why didn't you choose to go to the hospital's psychology department to register? Your situation is depression caused by excessive pressure. Coupled with menopausal hormone imbalance, pure psychological treatment is not effective.  Plus medications.¡±

    "No, I won't go to the hospital, if you can't cure it, forget it."

    Huang Juan got up and was about to leave, Jiang Lan stopped the meter, "You wait first."

    "Your current situation is very dangerous, and you have suicidal and persecution tendencies. Now you don't charge for talking. Would you like to talk to me again?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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