Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me Chapter 155 Finally He Had Her in His Arms!

A Miao did not know if she would regret it. She remembered a sentence she had read in a book.

"The reason why I give up love is just that I am not brave enough."

She should be like that... She shook her head. She would no longer pay attention to Shen Xinglan. In the twinkling of an eye, it was New Year's Day, and she refused to go to Country F with Jiang Quanyu, stayed alone in City S.

"It just so happens that we can celebrate the Spring Festival together!" He Shishi called her on the phone. "Don't you still have a good relationship with that female policeman? Please call her to join us!"

So A Miao called Ling Lang. She was not sure if Ling Lang had any relatives.

"Sure." Who knew that Ling Lang would happily agree? "I will be on duty tomorrow morning, but I will be there after work."

The next day, A Miao and He Shishi went to the supermarket to buy vegetables. He Shishi also stole two bottles of red wine that Ouyang Jin had hidden.

"Why don't you celebrate the Spring Festival with him?" A Miao sorted the vegetables and meat in the refrigerator. "Has he gone abroad?"

He Shishi's face suddenly turned ugly. "Don't mention him, I don't want to have a bad moon today."

"Well..." A Miao changed the subject, "what do you like to eat? Do you like beef, chicken, pork, or seafood? Which way of cook do you prefer?"

"You can make them in all ways?" He Shishi did not know she could cook so well.

A Miao paused with a goose liver in her hand, then said flatly, "I used to cook for Shen Xinglan and learned a lot."

"Hahaha..." It was He Shishi's turn to change the subject. "Whatever, I'm not picky about food."

The two decided the menu and left two dishes for Ling Lang. When Ling Lang came back in the afternoon, she brought a famous dessert. A Miao put it into the refrigerator with some surprise.

"I was just telling Shishi that we forgot to queue up, and you bought it."

Ling Lang washed her hands and changed into her home clothes. "I ordered it yesterday. When I just took it just a moment ago, the line had gone across the street."

He Shishi was sticking her hands up to apply nail polish and blew a sigh of relief and said, "All right, there are the three of us this year. We will make dumplings later and stay up tonight. Tomorrow after we wake up, we are going to have a massage. I have made the appointment."

"Ling Lang, why are you spending the Spring Festival alone?" When making dumplings, the three of them chatted, and He Shishi asked her casually.

Ling Lang rolled out a thin piece and handed it to A Miao. "My family is dead."

"..." He Shishi and A Miao looked at each other and were about to apologize when they heard Ling Lang add, "It doesn't matter. It was a long time ago. I was only 10 years old."

Seeing that she looked fine, A Miao asked, "Was it an accident?"

"No." Ling Lang shook her head. "Our family traveled abroad and ran into some terrorists. They were killed protecting me."

"Shit!" He Shishi burst out swearing. "What happened after? How did you survive alone?"

"I lived with my grandmother." Ling Lang knocked on the rolling pin. "She died when I was admitted to the military academy."

A Miao grabbed her hand. "No wonder you always go to such dangerous places to catch bad people."

"I want to find the gang that killed my parents." A cold light generated in Ling Lang's eyes as she said, "Someday... they will be found."

He Shishi smiled wryly. "In contrast, I've been blessed. Since I was a child, I have been a darling daughter. I have endless money and a lot of people to follow my instructions."

"I've heard about your family." Ling Lang's tone was light. "The mother and son will lose all their money sooner or later. Don't worry."

Knowing that she was comforting her, He Shishi blinked enchantingly. "I am resting assured! Before his death, my father also attacked me once, and I've been waiting to see the kingdom he had painstakingly built get ruined by the mother and son."

"Oh, we should talk about something happy for the Spring Festival!" As the mood became heavier, A Miao wanted to change the atmosphere. But in the end, she could not think of anything to be happy about.

He Shishi laughed, "Look at us! No man or love, but fortunately, there is money."

"If you are bored, I can talk about the latest case." Ling Lang had a topic.

A Miao was somewhat surprised. "Can you talk about that?" Ordinarily, she never talked about her job.

"Yes, it's not my responsibility." Ling Lang had a rare sense of humor. "Was there a missing painting at the exhibition held by the municipal government?"

He Shishi was interested in this and quickly asked, "Yes, have you gotten any clues?"

"The insurance company has settled the claim, and the case was finally dismissed." Ling Lang smiled sarcastically. "The guys in those departments have brains like pigs. It would be strange if they solved the case."

A Miao bowed her head and squeezed a dumpling. She covered her face and asked, "Who do you think it might have been?"

"I haven't been to the scene, I only looked at the photos." Ling Lang frowned. "Although it was not a single person who committed the crime judging by the scene, I always felt that whoever stole the painting acted alone."

He Shishi narrowed her eyes. "If it was just one person, perhaps they need to take money to help themselves avoid a disaster."

"Right." Ling Lang was not surprised that He Shishi knew such things. After all, opening a casino had to contact with the underworld.

A Miao looked up blankly. "What do you mean?"

"Mercenaries or bounty hunters." He Shishi cocked her red nail polish. "But I guess it's mostly bounty hunters."

Ling Lang nodded. "Mercenaries seldom steal, they mostly sell drugs or kill people."

"What a complicated feeling." A Miao smiled. "How can ordinary people know this?"

He Shishi suddenly looked at her with her head tilted. "Speaking of bounty hunters, you can also invite one!"

A Miao was startled by her eyes just now. She thought she had been found. After hearing this, she asked in a suspended voice, "Why do I have to invite bounty hunters?"

"Monitoring Shanshan." He Shishi clapped her hands on the flour. "I once sent someone to follow her, but Ouyang Jin called them back. They defended her so much that we had to pay them off to go."

Ling Lang looked at A Miao. "Do you still care?"

"What does it matter if I care?" A Miao smiled at her, and then advised He Shishi, "She is pregnant now, so you don't provoke her, just in case something happens..."

He Shishi sneered. "What? Does Shen Xinglan still want to deal with me?"

"No, no, Your Highness, please spare my life!" A Miao bowed to her. He Shishi smeared flour on her face and the two of them chased each other around the table. Ling Lang was about to speak when her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Yes, I am here." She looked at the two women who were fighting.

They did not know what the other party said, but she frowned and considered it before agreeing. "I know."

In the evening, the three women ate around the table and watched TV. They drank a bottle of red wine and did not go back to their rooms until midnight. The next day, they went to the beauty salon according to the arrangement of He Shishi. When they came out, they were ready to sing.

"I know a shop where we can eat hot pot while singing."

He Shishi looked disdainful. "The food in those shops is not delicious."

"This one is different," Ling Lang said without changing her face, "I've been there and it's delicious."

A Miao added, "Why don't you try it?"

"Alright!" He Shishi had always been very picky about food, clothing, housing, and transportation. "If it's not delicious, then we'll leave."

The place Ling Lang had spoken of looked like a teahouse from the outside, but the simple and unsophisticated wooden building was high quality.

"Nicely decorated!" He Shishi went in and took a look around.

The waiter led them to the balcony and opened the door as if into another world. The decoration there was very modern.

"Not bad." He Shishi looked at the menu and nodded, ordering a pile of food.

When the waiter left, she picked up the microphone and said, "Come on, choose your own songs!"

Next door, Le Yi closed the door and sat down. "Here they come."

"What are you doing?" He grabbed hold of Ding V.

Ding V had a proper appearance. "I'm going to see A Miao."

"No way." Le Yi held him back. "When you go, you will let the cat out of the bag." He turned to the other side and shouted, "You are the one who wanted to come. What are you going to do now?"

Shen Xinglan rested on a black sofa, his beautiful eyes flashed with excitement and he tried to repress his gaze. "Wait."

He Shishi filled the glass. "Cheers!"

"I drank too much." A Miao burped.

"It's okay, this kind of fruit wine won't get you drunk."

Ling Lang held her up. "You are already drunk."

"Nonsense!" He Shishi held out a finger. "This is one, I am sober!" After that, she pulled A Miao to start drinking. At first, A Miao refused, but later she probably drank too much. She drank with her, glass after glass.

Only Ling Lang soberly watched the two women start to cry and laugh, and finally plunge onto the sofa.

The door of the private room opened quietly, and Le Yi walked in slowly. "They are drinking too much."

"What do you want?" Ling Lang put down her chopsticks as she saw Shen Xinglan come out from behind Le Yi.

Ding V followed at the back. He squatted beside A Miao and poked her in the face. "She's drunk."

Shen Xinglan stretched out his hand to hold her but was stopped in midair.

"Don't touch her." Ling Lang stood up and turned to Le Yi. "You promised that he would only come and look."

Le Yi was embarrassed. "That... he..."

"I'll take her back." Shen Xinglan tried to bypass Ling Lang's hand, but she stopped him again.

"No way." Ling Lang looked warily at the man in front of her. "You already have another woman."

Shen Xinglan's patience was running out, he would soon be unable to suppress his body's desire. He could not wait to hold A Miao in his arms and dissolve her in his blood.

"You're no match for me." His eyes were cold.

Ling Lang clenched her fists. "You can try."

"Let him take A Miao away!" Le Yi suddenly took Ling Lang's hand, sensed that she was stiff, and drew back his hand. "I'll tell you the truth, he hasn't touched Shanshan."

In the car, Ling Lang had been looking at Shen Xinglan holding A Miao in his arms. His eyes were fixed on A Miao's face, and he looked like a wild animal that had just been released from its cage.

"This is not the way to her house." Ling Lang looked out of the window. "Where do you want to go?"

Le Yi, seeing that Shen Xinglan was staring at A Miao, had to say, "He can't go to Jiang Quanyu's place, so he will take you all to a hotel for the night."

"Officer Ling, don't worry, our Boss is offering you presidential suites, the highest quality!" Shen I driving in front smiled in the rearview mirror as Ling Lang gave him a cold look.

Arriving at the hotel, Shen Xinglan entered the room with A Miao in his arms.

Chapter end