Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 617 I Didn't Say I Don't Believe You

Lan Xi lowered her eyebrows, "He knows medicine, and we are brothers, so it's not surprising that he takes more care of me."

After the words fell, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room.

"Boom boom boom——"

"I'll go and open the door." Guessing it was Duan Fan, Feng Wuze actively went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the man's tense expression came into view.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

A fiery red figure was reflected in Duan Fan's eyes, his face darkened slightly, "Why are you here?"

Feng Wuze crossed his arms, leaning against the door frame, smiling playfully.

"You can come, why can't I be here?"

Duan Fan narrowed his eyes coldly, walked past him, and walked straight inside.

"..."

Yo, ignore him?

Feng Wuze let out a low laugh, and closed the door behind his back.

"you……"

"You are hurt?"

The two spoke in unison, Duan Fan stared at Lan Xi's clothes and frowned.

Lan Xi shook her head, "It's just a prop."

Hearing this, Duan Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly walked in front of him.

He said in a slightly serious tone, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, why did you go back to the set?"

Lan Xi raised her head, her clear eyes were full of innocence, "boring."

"And my injuries are much better, it's okay."

Hearing the back, Duan Fan was furious, "Is it okay?"

Every time he just recovered a little energy, he said it was okay, and he didn't know how to take care of himself.

Feng Wuze came over and said without hesitation, "Duan Fan, don't hold back when you are angry, just beat him up."

"..."

Two eyes looked at him at the same time, Feng Wuze secretly thought that something was wrong.

He quickly waved his hand and said with an awkward smile, "I'm just kidding, just kidding."

Lan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Then why don't you beat me up?"

Feng Wuze, "..."

Is it so cruel?
Lan Xi laughed lightly, "I was just joking."

Feng Wuze curled his lips, the murderous look in his eyes didn't seem like a joke at all.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Lan Xi changed the subject, "Is everything okay at home?"

Being angry for a while, emotions come and go quickly, Duan Fan said, "I have found a way to cure your old disease."

Lan Xi's eyes dimmed slightly. After all these years, he had already given up on this matter.

He doesn't count on whether the old disease can be cured. Every time, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He laughed at himself, and said without hope, "It's been so many years, can you still be cured?"

Duan Fan looked down at him, a clue flashed through his mind, but he couldn't catch it.

"I am confident this time, I will definitely heal you."

When the words fell, Lan Xi only felt a weight on her shoulders.

He looked sideways slightly, and the man's big bony hands were pressing on his shoulders.

Suddenly, the ring on his index finger dazzled his eyes.

The ring is engraved with mysterious patterns, the style is retro, and it looks old.

Is this a token from the Patriarch of the Duan family?
Lan Xi's eyes flickered slightly, hiding the dark light in his eyes.

Of course, not only he found the ring, Feng Wuze also saw it.

Gossip glanced at the ring on Duan Fan's hand, and he asked casually, "I didn't hear that your Duan family held the succession ceremony of the patriarch. Are you the patriarch?"

Duan Fan glanced at him, his tone was lukewarm, with choking energy, "Does it have something to do with you?"

Feng Wuze snorted, "Who would know that."

He changed the subject, and said with a joke, "His old illness has been going on for so many years, and you can't even cure it. This time, shouldn't it be another joyful occasion?"

When the words came out, he suddenly felt that it was not appropriate, as if it was a bit hurtful.

He looked down at Lan Xi, with a slightly apologetic tone, "Lan Xi, I didn't mean that, you..."

Lan Xi said indifferently, "It's okay."

Too lazy to argue with Feng Wuze, Duan Fan looked at Lan Xi seriously, "I'm really sure this time, I've already researched the medicine to cure you."

Touching the confidence in his eyes, Lan Xi raised her lips and smiled, "I didn't say I didn't believe you."

The corners of Duan Fan's lips curled slightly, his brows and eyes softened a bit, "Then come back to Hwaseong with me?"

In such a hurry?Lan Xi showed astonishment.

"But the crew here..."

The crew had just started work for a few days, so it wouldn't be good if the progress was delayed again because of him.

With just one look from him, Duan Fan knew what he was going to say next, and interrupted him, saying, "If you don't come back with me, I'll go and talk to your uncle."

Lan Xi couldn't laugh or cry, if his uncle found out about this, he would definitely stand by Duan Fan's side.

Unable to resist him, he said, "Then I have to go back to the hotel to pack my luggage."

Hearing this, Duan Fan smiled satisfied, "Where is the hotel, I'll take you there, we'll go back right away after packing our luggage."

Feng Wuze interjected, "Hey, wait, you still owe me a dinner."

"Dinner?" Duan Fan frowned, looking at Lan Xi with dissatisfaction, "You invite him to dinner?"

"What, are you jealous?" Before Lan Xi could speak, Feng Wuze rushed to talk.

Except for Long Beijue, Feng Wuze always likes to chat with Duan Fan every time he sees him.

This bad taste has never changed.

"No way, this is a matter of character, whoever makes Lan Xi and me have a better friendship." He boasted.

Duan Fan gave him a cold look, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Seeing the disgust in his eyes, Feng Wuze was not annoyed, "Just say it when you're jealous, there's no shame in it, and we can take you there too."

Duan Fan clenched his fists and said sinisterly, "Feng Wuze, are you looking for a beating?"

Furious, Feng Wuze laughed wantonly, "Come on, the loser may be whoever it is."

Duan Fan smiled coldly, "Are you sure?"

There was a "murderous look" in Sen Leng's eyes, vaguely threatening.

Not knowing what to think of, the smile on Feng Wuze's face froze.

He took a step back silently, watching his eyes become vigilant, "Let's say it first, don't use your weird medicines."

In terms of force value, the two of them should be evenly matched, but Duan Fan's weird gadgets, he has no power to parry, and he will definitely lose.

Duan Fan snorted coldly, and slowly loosened his clenched fists.

During this period, Lan Xi had finished sending messages with Zhang Dong.

When he was told that he was going back to Hwaseong, Zhang Dong agreed without asking any further questions.

(End of this chapter)