Jiang Luo snorted coldly, grabbed Zhou Yan's collar with his backhand and pulled it down.

In an instant, the two of them looked at each other, and Jiang Luo clearly saw the fear in Zhou Yan's eyes.

Will a real madman be afraid of the strong? Obviously not, he is afraid because he is not completely crazy.

Jiang Luo let go of his hand and said, "Take him to the guest room, I will use hypnosis therapy later."

Hypnotherapy is very common in the treatment of mental illnesses, and the bodyguards still do it and drag Zhou Yan to the guest room.

Jiang Luo said again: "Mr. Zhou, you should rest in the lobby first. I cannot let others watch during my hypnosis."

Zhou Xuande looked worried, worried that something might happen to his grandson during hypnosis.

Xiahou Yu saw Zhou Xuande’s thoughts and advised: “Our President Jiang has excellent medical skills and medical ethics. If you give Mr. Zhou to him, don’t worry.”

Zhou Xuande was worried, but he couldn't say anything on the surface, so he could only nod against his will.

In the guest room, there were only two people, Jiang Luo and Zhou Yan.

Jiang Luo sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it slowly.

He spit out a circle of eyes, then bounced the ashes, and said coldly: "Stop pretending, as soon as the bodyguard retreats, you will be as quiet as a chicken. It is obvious that you are afraid of me. A real madman knows what fear means?"

Zhou Yan said nothing and stared at the ground blankly.

Jiang Luo smiled again and said, "We are both of us from similar backgrounds and ages, so why not talk to each other, I am willing to listen."

Zhou Yan still didn't speak, with a expressionless face.

Jiang Luo put out the cigarette butts, walked to Zhou Yan, and laughed and said, "I guess you cheated first. Yang Wanqing was so angry that she jumped off the building and committed suicide. You used madness to escape responsibility and cover up your guilt.

There is another situation where Yang Wanqing falls in love with someone else and wants to break up with you. You are angry and have a murderous intention."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Luo had already taken his phone under Zhou Yan's nose. There was a photo of Yang Wanqing and other men on the screen, and it was very intimate.

The man's hand was wrapped around Yang Wanqing's slim waist, and Yang Wanqing leaned against the man's shoulder, a typical couple posing for a photo.

Zhou Yan widened his eyes in surprise, snatched his phone and flipped back. There were still many photos of Yang Wanqing and this man, and each one was intimate.

"Bastard, when did you meet Wanqing? This is impossible. If there is such a thing, she will definitely confess to me."

Zhou Yan lost his mind instantly, grabbed Jiang Luo's collar and asked hysterically.

Jiang Luo laughed, "You are not only not crazy, but also very sober, but your eyes are not very good. If you take a good look, the beauty in the photo is not Yang Wanqing, but my girlfriend Luo Churan."

"Impossible, how can there be such a person in the world?" Zhou Yan kept shook his head.

"It must be that grandpa sent you Wanqing's photos in advance. You synthesized them in a short period of time, so it must be like this."

"You have a lot of imagination, but if you think wrong, you will know in a while that what I said is true."

Jiang Luo pushed him away, then logged in to WeChat, and directly initiated a video invitation to Luo Churan.

He was lucky, and Luo Churan accepted the video invitation more than ten seconds later.

"Jiang Luo, I miss you so much," Luo Churan said with a pout, and his eyebrows were curved when he smiled, which was no different from Yang Wanqing.

"Wanqing!"

Zhou Yan was stunned and shouted excitedly, trying to snatch the phone, but Jiang Luo held it down.

Luo Churan frowned, "Are you in the hotel room and there is still a man next to you?"

Jiang Luo was amused and crying, "Baby Churan, don't think about it, I'll just send my friend back to the hotel.

Is Grandpa Luo here? I wonder, do you have a twin sister who has been separated for many years?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished asking this sentence, Grandpa Luo's old face appeared on the screen.

"Jiang Luo, long time no see, Churan is my only granddaughter, you don't need to have any questions about this."

Jiang Luo smiled awkwardly and quickly explained, "Grandpa Luo, don't be angry. My friend's girlfriend and Churan are simply carved from the same mold, so I made an idea."

Grandpa Luo shook his head and said with a little dissatisfaction: "I believe you are not kidding, but Churan is really my only granddaughter. Not only does she have no personal sisters, she doesn't even have cousins ​​and cousins.

If there really is a girl who looks like her, it would probably be a coincidence."

Jiang Luo nodded like pounding garlic, "Yes, you have been trying your best to support her in school over the years. It must be her dear grandfather. My friend is just a fool, not doubting Churan's bloodline."

Grandpa Luo curled his lips and exited the screen.

Jiang Meng suddenly appeared and waved her hand in front of the camera, "Cousin, Xiaowei has completed the inheritance ceremony. Now he is very powerful, no less than you.

However, my master has left Baiyun Temple and said he was traveling to the Dead Sea, but there was no news."

When Jiang Luo heard this, he felt sad. Even a master like Lin Yuhua had a hero in his late life. Everything in the world will last forever. It is a luxury to last forever.

"Oh, you teach Xiaowei well, maybe we both have to rely on him to protect us in the future."

"Well, I know, you can chat with Churan."

Luo Churan reappeared on the screen, pursed his lips, and said, "I have learned to make cuckoo drunk fish recently, Linglong Caixin and Buddha jumped over the wall. What else do you want to eat? I will learn it immediately and make it for you every day in the future."

Jiang Luo thought for a while, "Just learn a few more soups, I don't have high requirements."

After chatting sweetly for a while, Jiang Luo finished the video. When he turned around, he saw Zhou Yan lying on the bed, holding the sheets with both hands, crying.

When he first saw Luo Churan, Zhou Yan thought Yang Wanqing had resurrected, but he quickly confirmed that Luo Churan was not Yang Wanqing. The quiet photos of the two were almost the same, but the dynamic expressions were very different.

"She is really not Wanqing, why not Wanqing? It would be great if she was Wanqing..."

Jiang Luo sympathized with him very much, but he could not tolerate him coveting Luo Churan. He said coldly: "Luo Churan is my woman. We have cooked rice for a long time. You'd better not make any decisions about her."

Zhou Yan cried, "I didn't have any idea about her, why did you wrong me?"

Jiang Luoyi said righteously: "I'm just reminding you, what are your difficulties and why do you pretend to be crazy?"

Zhou Yan burst into tears, half of his face hidden behind the sheets, and said intermittently: "Only the dead and the madman can keep the secret. The former cannot speak, and no one believes what the latter says.

Grandpa is almost seventy and his parents die long ago. If I die too, my family property will definitely be swallowed up by those collateral blood relatives. What will be left to my sister when she returns to China?

After Wanqing died, I really wanted to go with her, but I couldn't bear to leave my grandfather and sister."

"What is that secret?" Jiang Luo asked again. If you contact Yang Wanqing's scientific researcher's identity, you can probably guess that the secret is related to scientific research.

"If I tell you, it's like harming you," Zhou Yan said helplessly.

Jiang Luo looked at him and fell into deep thought. If what he said was true, this secret must have had a great relationship, which forced him to pretend to be crazy.
Chapter completed!