I can't count the first time I've been placed under house arrest. Lan Weiwan felt that it seemed that since she spoke out, she had never been able to take the initiative to choose the path she wanted to take and the life she wanted.

It's the same this time.

Is it really necessary to compromise? Reluctantly compromise with fate and facts?

An Huaijue suddenly entered the door, leaned against the door frame to look at her, and stretched out a hand: "Give me the phone." ”

"Why?" Lan Weiwan frowned, her thoughts just now had dissipated at this moment, and she was full of doubts.

Just made a call and wanted to confiscate her phone?

An Huaijue's face was displeased, and his sharp eyes were full of disgust: "Leave the phone in your hand so that you can ask for help, right?"

"It's not the first time I've said I'm not leaving. An Huaijue, why don't you believe me?" Lan Weiwan got up from the chair angrily, the makeup artist's hand shook, and the lipstick instantly fell off.

Lan Weiwan only stretched out his hand to wipe an extra touch of lipstick, and walked directly to An Huaijue: "What do you want?"

"Yes, I don't believe anything you say. If you really don't want to go, there's definitely a problem. Give me the phone. He stretched out his hand domineeringly, his eyes only fell on Lan Weiwan's mobile phone, and he didn't mean to look at her at all.

At that moment, Lan Weiwan felt a little frustrated.

Her question was not painful to An Huaijue, and could even be ignored. Marriage was supposed to be a pleasant event, but it became a source of pain for her. At this moment, Lan Weiwan didn't know what to say, handed the phone to An Huaijue, and returned to the makeup chair: "Go on." ”

Only obedience.

Lan Weiwan's well-behaved obedience became a symbol of impatience in An Huaijue's eyes, and he put his phone in his pocket in annoyance, turned around and closed the door.

So what do you do obediently? It's the same as before, it's noisy, why isn't it noisy? Why are you so obedient? Are you too lazy to resist?

An Huaijue couldn't understand.

In the room, the makeup artist wiped off Lan Weiwan's lipstick and put it on again, and then began to do her hair. Time passed minute by minute, and Lan Weiwan sat motionless on the chair in a white wedding dress for a long time. It wasn't until an hour later that Ren Ziran finally came late.

As soon as she stepped into An's home, the magnificent building gave her the illusion of walking into the filming site of the domineering president, which was even more surprising than that. It's really worthy of a home, and it's good to have money.

Ren Ziran began to envy.

The housekeeper had already received instructions from An Huaijue and stood outside the door to greet him. After seeing Ren Ziran, he carefully looked at the photo and walked up to Ren Ziran elegantly: "Miss Ren, please come inside." Mrs. has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

That's a really high-class title, ma'am.

Looks like Wanwan is mixing well here.

happily followed the housekeeper inside, and before he reached the gate, Ren Ziran saw several black-clothed bodyguards from a distance, all wearing sunglasses, standing straight.

There were about a dozen such bodyguards standing along the road, which made Ren Ziran a little puzzled. How afraid of the wedding that something would go wrong, and how many people were arranged?

She didn't say much, and was as quiet as she could when she entered. Until he arrived in the living room, Ren Ziran saw four or five bodyguards standing outside a room, and gradually felt that something was wrong.

What's the situation? Even if there are bodyguards outside, how can there be bodyguards here?

I want to ask but don't dare to ask.

Forget it, I'll ask later. If she were asked to ask the housekeeper, she wouldn't have the courage.

"Where do you live Wanwan?" Ren Ziran looked around left and right, the decoration in the entire villa can be said to be extremely luxurious, and the decoration around Ren Ziran was even more surprising, he was really rich.

She couldn't wait to see what kind of luxury Lan Weiwan's room had become.

An Huaijue loves Wanwan so much, he should arrange it for her well, right?

When will she find such a good man?

The housekeeper took her to the door of Lan Weiwan's room and said softly, "Miss Ren, Mrs. lives here." Please come in. ”

Live here?

Ren Ziran glanced at the bodyguard at the door, and suddenly felt a little helpless. Isn't this what she wondered about just now? An Huaijue sent so many people to watch Lan Weiwan do?

Pushing open the door and entering, what greeted me was Lan Weiwan, who had finished putting on makeup. She was sitting in the room, the stylist on the side was doing her hair, and when she heard the sound of pushing the door, the corners of Lan Weiwan's mouth finally hooked up a smile: "Ranran, are you here?"

"I'm here sister! Your makeup is too good-looking, isn't it? More professional than the makeup artists in our crew, I envy this delicate makeup. Tsk, An Huaijue is really willing to spend money on you. Ren Ziran was shocked when he entered the door, and immediately turned into a rainbow fart robot.

Lan Weiwan laughed.

It's here again. This woman is simply a die-hard fan of An Huaijue, and praises An Huaijue every day.

"You go around. I'm bored doing makeup here. Lan Weiwan said casually, his eyes kept staring at himself in the mirror.

To be honest, she also feels that she is amazing now. The tenderness is depicted on the makeup, which is a suitable makeup for marriage. It's beautiful and elegant.

But getting married today is not a good thing in itself.

Ren Ziran sat on Lan Weiwan's bed, felt the comfort of this bed, and sighed: "Your facilities are really good, you and An Huaijue are married, can I also follow a little light? ”

"Wealthy families are not necessarily such good places. I think you're still down-to-earth, and it's okay to meet someone who likes you and is rich. Lan Weiwan took the posture of a person who came over and educated Ren Ziran.

Ren Ziran couldn't help laughing: "Why do I think you have lived with An Huaijue for a while, and you are still a master of emotion? Okay, okay, don't mess around with you, in fact, I'm a little curious about what those bodyguards outside your door do, do you need so much? You are too nervous, right?"

The bodyguard outside her door? Isn't that the one guarding her?

It seems that Ren Ziran mistook them for bodyguards to protect her, but that's fine. Lan Weiwan never thought of letting Ren Ziran know how bitter she was from the beginning.

There is nowhere to run, so it is better to leave it at that.

"Didn't someone sneak into my room last night? He was afraid that something would happen to me again, so he arranged for a bodyguard at my door. There is a reason for this, otherwise I wouldn't have so many bodyguards in my room. Lan Weiwan used last night's events to make up a decent lie.

An Huaijue, who heard this sentence outside the door, pushed the door in, and had mixed feelings in his heart: "Why don't you tell her the truth?"