The next morning, when Xia Lan woke up, Fu Yunhan had already gotten up, and she was still the only one on the bed, she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but she saw that her body was densely covered with bruises and purple kiss marks, all hinting at last night's madness.

Xia Lan hid herself in the quilt, too ashamed to show her skin, but she felt sweet in her heart, and she covered her face and laughed inside.

So when Fu Yunhan pushed the door in, he saw a bag on the bed, and the quilt was still trembling faintly, he thought Xia Lan was crying, and suddenly went to lift the quilt.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you last night?"

This time Xia Lan was even more embarrassed, hiding in the quilt and refusing to come out no matter how Fu Yunhan coaxed her, she was ashamed, but the smile on Fu Yunhan's face outside the quilt was even stronger.

"If you don't come out again, the breakfast will be cold, and Aunt Fang will think you're not feeling well, but I'll bring you to the room." ”

As soon as Xia Lan heard this, she thought that if she was seen by Aunt Fang like this, she would not be ashamed to death, thinking of this, she hurriedly lifted the quilt with a grunt.

Seeing Fu Yunhan's eyes smiling, Xia Lan glared at him angrily, wrapped himself in clothes, and rushed into the bathroom at the fastest speed in his life.

Fortunately, it was winter at this time, and the clothes were already thick, and the scarf was set around the neck, so there was basically no skin exposed, and others couldn't see anything.

But when she sat at the dining table, she didn't know if it was her own psychological effect, Xia Lan still felt that everyone looked at her strangely.

The table was prepared with a light Chinese breakfast, Xia Lan used to eat well, but today he felt a little embarrassed inexplicably, and he couldn't eat it after a few bites at random.

"What's wrong?

Fu Yunhan saw that she had eaten so little, thinking that she was tired last night, and was a little worried.

"It's okay," Xia Lan forcibly endured the discomfort and pulled a few mouthfuls before putting down the bowl and said, "Maybe I haven't recovered from my vacation yet, and I've had a bad appetite in the past few days." ”

Hearing her say this, Fu Yunhan didn't think much about it, just asked Lin Fang to pay attention to Xia Lan's diet, and went to the company.

A few days later, it was the annual meeting of the Fu Group, and Xia Lan, as the president's wife, naturally wanted to accompany Fu Yunhan to attend.

So at about nine o'clock in the morning, Xia Lan was dragged up by Lin Fang, she has been feeling very tired inexplicably recently, and the weather is a little cold, when she was dragged up from the bed, Xia Lan was still sleepy.

"Aunt Fang, isn't the annual meeting in the evening? It's only nine o'clock in the morning, so it's too early to prepare, right?"

"It's not early," Lin Fang found clothes for Xia Lan to put on, and dragged her downstairs while muttering: "You still have to wash your face, put on makeup, do your hair, do your nails, and choose a dress...... It's getting late!"

Xia Lan wailed in her heart, but she still reluctantly followed Lin Fang downstairs, but when her eyes touched the neat row of people downstairs, Xia Lan suddenly fell asleep.

"Mrs. Nice. ”

Seeing her come down, those people bent down to greet her, Xia Lan was a little flattered, waved his hand awkwardly, and walked towards the dining table.

When she was eating breakfast, someone pushed rows of clothes over for her to choose, Xia Lan was dizzy and pointed to one casually.

Lin Fang's words were indeed right, this battle to participate in the annual meeting was just like the ancient palace draft, Xia Lan's lunch was eaten with one hand, and someone was still doing her nails on the other hand.

After sitting on the chair for a whole day, and only in the evening did she pack her and send her to the car, Xia Lan stepped on the seven-centimeter heels on her feet and exhaled deeply.

The Fu Group spans the Asia-Pacific region, with countless subsidiaries and an annual meeting that is unmatched by other smaller companies.

Xia Lan arrived early, so he was taken directly to the lounge, and he had to wait for a while to enter the arena with Fu Yunhan.

The lounge is also specially separated, so she is the only one here, Xia Lan kicked the shoes on her feet to the side, sat on the chair and rested for a while before Fu Yunhan came in to look for her.

As soon as his eyes touched Xia Lan's shoes on the ground, Fu Yunhan's brows couldn't help but wrinkle into a Sichuan character.

"Who gave you shoes that high?"

As soon as he said that, he was about to call someone to bring flat shoes, Xia Lan hurriedly took his hand, pouted and said coquettishly: "I chose it myself, how about it, is it good?"

knew that Fu Yunhan felt sorry for her, but Xia Lan was also a person who knew what was important, on an occasion like today, no matter how tired she was, she had to take care of Fu Yunhan's face.

Xia Lan stretched out his hand to soothe Fu Yunhan's frowning brows, and said softly: "Don't be angry, frowning like a little old man, not handsome at all." ”

Fu Yunhan: "......"

The face seems to be darker.

The annual meeting started on time, Xia Lan took Fu Yunhan's arm, smiled generously and decently on the red carpet, the dazzling flash hit the two of them, handsome men and beautiful women were like a beautiful picture.

Xia Lan has participated in a lot of annual meetings since she was a child, but she used to join in the fun every time, and this is the first time to be the protagonist, laughing from beginning to end, Xia Lan felt that her face was going to stiffen.

The Fu family's annual meeting, the Fu family will naturally participate, Fu Yunhan's parents still don't have a good face for Xia Lan, but in such a public occasion, everyone will be more restrained, and no one will see that their family is not harmonious.

It was Fu Yunxiao's wife, the aunt they didn't often meet, chatted with Xia Lan, mostly asking about the relationship between Fu Yunhan and Xia Lan, Xia Lan always felt that she had something to say, but she didn't care.

After dancing the first dance with Fu Yunhan after the opening, and after toasting behind Fu Yunhan, Xia Lan sneaked out and wanted to find a corner to sit for a while, the high heels were too tired.

"Xiaolan"

As soon as she walked to a place where there were few people, someone suddenly called her behind her, surrounded by noisy crowds, Xia Lan turned her head in surprise, and her face flashed a little change.

"Xiaolan, are you still angry with your father?"

Father Xia stepped forward, a face that had been baptized by the years, full of vicissitudes of life, was full of exhaustion, Xia Lan only then noticed that a trace of white hair had grown on her father's sideburns, and a trace of distress flashed uncontrollably in her heart, pursed her lips and did not speak.

When she was a child, this man gave her all her love, and at that time, there was nothing to talk about between father and daughter, and Xia Lan was the little princess he held in the palm of his hand.

But I don't know when the two of them have been farther and farther apart, and when they meet, they are endlessly quarrelling, and the two are only full of disappointment with each other.