Love is not unhappy: who is Siyan
Love is not unhappy: who is Siyan
Downstairs, Louis Ying Widow instructed Hangzhou Airlines to send Lan Mufei back, and he also wore a coat to get the car keys, as if he was going out.
Hang Hang was puzzled, "Earl, you want to go out?" β
In his mind, the Count rarely went out at night.
Louis Widow walked outside with a cold voice: "Need your approval?" β
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Hang Hang just wondered if it was better for him to drive by himself when he went out, as for Lan Mufei, he could ask the driver to send it, but the earl didn't seem to want him to follow, this situation would only happen
Subconsciously glanced at Lan Mufei who was standing next to him, his eyes were complex and vague.
Lan Mufei's expression was calm, and he whispered to Hang Hang: "I'm sorry for you." β
Hang Hang smiled with thin lips and didn't say much.
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Lan Mufei found out that Mr. Mei Li had a habit of fishing, so he naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity.
On weekends, he changed into easy sunscreen clothes, wore a baseball cap and went to the place where Mr. Mei Li fished on weekdays to wait for him, and fishing tools were naturally indispensable.
Half an hour later, Teacher Melly appeared on time, but she didn't notice her, skillfully took out her fishing rod, made bait, threw off the fishing rod and sat on the shore and waited intently for the fish to take the bait.
Lan Mufei didn't rush to talk to Teacher Meili, first, it was a sin to disturb others fishing, and second, she had no fishing experience, and she had been holding a fishing rod and bait for a long time, and she didn't know where to start.
I squatted on the shore for a long time, and fine and dense sweat oozed from my forehead, but I still didn't get it right, and I sighed frequently in frustration, I was really helpless.
Suddenly, there was a contemptuous snort from the side, Lan Mufei raised her head and met the familiar half of her face, which made her stunned for a few seconds.
He, how could he be here?
Lan Mufei hadn't seen him since the night he helped Baozi take a bath, and he didn't call him to make Baozi, thinking that he was not interested, but he didn't expect to meet on such an occasion, especially when he sat down and Teacher Meili was very close.
Suddenly thinking of Ye Sang's words, it was rumored that Grace was able to be Mr. Merry's model because of the Earl's relationship, and it seems that such rumors may not be chasing the wind!
After hearing Louis Ying's snort, Teacher Merry swept over Lan Mufei's body indifferently, and her voice was neither high nor low, just enough for her to hear clearly: "It is good for young people nowadays to have perseverance, but many things will not be rewarded if they don't work hard. β
Lan Mufei's movements paused, knowing the meaning of his words, his eyes looked at Teacher Meili sincerely, and whispered: "Hard work may not be rewarded, and if you don't work hard, there will definitely be no reward." β
Teacher Merry's deep eyes swept over her, her thin lips pursed and she didn't speak, put down the fishing rod and got up to leave.
"Teacher Merry......"
Lan Mufei got up and wanted to catch up, and took this opportunity to have a good talk with him, hoping that he could give Ye Sang a chance!
As soon as he took two steps, a mocking smile came from behind him: "Do you want to watch from the sidelines when the teacher is convenient?" β
His back stiffened, and he didn't know if it was hot, or because of his words, his cheeks were hot, he turned around and walked back, looking down at his leisurely expression, "You know Teacher Merry?" β
Louis Widow stared at the lake, but he didn't lift his eyelids.
Lan Mufei squatted down beside him, and said with a serious expression: "Since you know the teacher, Ye Sang is a model in your company......"
"Who is Ye Sang's agent between the two of us?" Louis Widow interrupted her, and when he looked sideways at her, his eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.
Lan Mufei was speechless for a few seconds, refusing to give up, "I'm an agent, but you're her boss!" β
"I'm not in charge of her workflow."
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Lan Mufei felt that it was difficult to ask him to help. He helped Grace because Grace was his fiancΓ©e, and Ye Sang was just a small dispensable chess piece in his hand, how could he take it seriously.
Seeing no hope in him, Lan Mufei got up and walked back to continue fiddling with his fishing rod, it was too embarrassing to come and go, and it would be too embarrassing for the fishing rod to go down.
Louis Ying looked ahead without squinting, looking pleasant, but the corner of his eye swept to her sunburned reddish cheeks, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to contact Melidore?" β
Lan Muxuan raised his head when he heard this, and there was doubt in his eyes, would he be willing to help himself?
"Do you know how to make fish?"
Lan Mufei nodded, he had learned it before, but he hadn't done it for many years, and he didn't know what it tasted like.
Louis Ying's cold brow seemed to brush a smile, "You prepare dinner." β
There is a small villa not far away, the area is not as big as his residence, but it is also carefully renovated, plus the surrounding scenery is good, there is a bit of a holiday house taste.
Lan Mufei did not continue fishing, but helped Louis Ying and Teacher Merry on the side.
The two men didn't say more than three words in the afternoon, just a quiet fishing, and the harvest was quite rich. The closing of the pole near evening made Lan Mufei quite distressed.
The kitchen in the cottage is full of kitchenware and seasonings, but the problem is that there are no other ingredients except for some vegetables and the fish they caught, so you can't make all the fish for dinner, right?!
Louis Ying looked at her standing in the kitchen, with a distressed face, and kindly reminded: "Don't repeat the fish, steamed, braised, boiled, soup, fried, we are not picky eaters!" β
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Listening to this person's tone, he is going to eat a whole fish feast at night?! And how can he be embarrassed to say that he is not a picky eater, and if he is not a picky eater, will Hangzhou Hang not be able to find a chef to make steamed buns for him?
He dropped such a sentence and left, and went to the living room to play chess with Mr. Merry.
Lan Mufei prepares the whole fish feast in the kitchen alone, from killing fish to cleaning to cooking, all by herself.
Dinner is ready, and as far as the eye can see, the table is full of fish: steamed fish, braised fish, sweet and sour fish, sashimi, boiled fish fillet, chopped pepper fish head, spicy grilled fish, spicy fish pot, and finally fish fillet soup.
Vegetables and fruits, made a simple salad, which was also the only vegetarian option tonight.
Lan Mufei racked her brains to make all the fish she could think of, no matter whether it was delicious or not, she had tried her best.
When the two men saw the table full of fish, they looked at each other, and a silent laugh flowed through their eyes in tacit agreement, and they sat down to taste the whole fish feast.
Lan Mufei was not very sure about the taste, and he was a little nervous when they ate it, it didn't matter if Louis Ying was satisfied or not, and if Teacher Merry was not satisfied, there would be no chance.
Teacher Mei Li tasted the sweet and sour fish first, his originally frowning brows were loosened, his eyes looked at Lan Mufei, and he praised her unabashedly: "It's delicious." β
Lan Mufei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that the teacher likes it, I haven't done it for many years, and to be honest, I don't know the bottom when I do it." β
Teacher Merry smiled and said meaningfully, "You are a very spiritual child!" β
Lan Mufei knew that he was praising himself, but he didn't quite understand the meaning of the so-called "aura", so he pursed his lips and smiled and said thank you.
Both men were extremely cultivated people, and there was basically no verbal communication at the dinner table. Louis Ying didn't even glance at Lan Mufei from beginning to end, and his attention was on the fish banquet in front of him.
Lan Mufei was worried that it was not delicious, they were not satisfied or would be angry, it seemed that such worries were completely unnecessary, they were quite satisfied with the whole fish feast, and it could be seen from the few leftovers on the plate.
It was also the first time she knew that the Count had a good appetite!
After the meal, Teacher Mei Li specially thanked Lan Mufei for dinner, which made her surprised, she didn't expect the teacher to like to eat fish so much, and to be so polite and polite.
Teacher Meili's driver came to pick him up, and Lan Mufei sent him out. Louis should have just said calmly before Mr. Melly went out, "We'll fish together when we have time." β
Teacher Melly nodded and smiled.
Lan Mufei sent Teacher Merry to the door of the car, the lights were illusory, his dark eyes fell on her slender wrist, and his voice sounded softly: "Miss Lan, do you have a very painful memory?" β
His heart tightened suddenly, and he hooked his lips and smiled forcefully: "Everyone will have a period of pain, this is proof of life." β
Teacher Mei Li looked at her eyes more and more appreciatively, and was silent for a moment and said, "You will come to my studio the afternoon after tomorrow!" β
Hope flashed in his eyes, sparkling, "I will definitely be on time." β
Seeing off Teacher Merry, Lan Mufei turned around and went into the room to clean up the mess that filled the table.
These things could have been cleaned up by tomorrow's hourly worker, but Louis Widow sat on the sidelines and watched her clean up and did not say anything to stop it, let alone help.
Lan Mufei didn't think too much, she stood in the kitchen in accordance with the principle of starting and ending things, put the oily tableware into the water, and cleaned it carefully. He didn't wear gloves or look disgusted, as if he was doing something that was normal.
Louis Ying stood at the door of the kitchen at some point and watched her calmly handle the greasy and dirty dishes, and the light in her eyes was faintly complicated.
Seven years ago, she was still a ten-fingered little girl, but seven years later, she has become an independent woman who can handle everything by herself, although she is still far away from those strong women in the workplace, but judging from all her current performance, she really has the potential to be a strong woman.
Lan Mufei knew that he had been standing at the door for a long time, but he didn't speak, thought about it, and said, "I'll close the window after washing these, lock the door and leave." β
It means that if he has something, he can go first.
Louis Widow didn't speak, leaned sideways against the kitchen door, took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and a faint smoke lingered around him, and the scarlet red of his fingertips loomed.
Lan Mufei saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and when he looked sideways to see him, he found that he was smoking, and he was a little surprised, thinking that he could only smoke a cigar, and there was an unsolvable worry between his eyebrows.
I can't help but think: A person with a prominent status like him who calls for wind and rain will also have troubles that cannot be solved?
He didn't ask, he didn't speak, and she washed her dishes quietly.
"Who is Siyan?" I don't know how long it took, but he spoke abruptly, and his voice was slightly cold.
Lan Mufei's fingertips slid down, and the saucer in her hand slid into the water, splashing on her clothes, unaware. His back stiffened, his eyes slowly met him inch by inch, his white teeth were embedded in his red lips, the smell of blood was surging, and his face was becoming more and more pale in the light.
It's as if the worst secret in my heart has been discovered, and I am ashamed.
How could he possibly know--Siyan.
"Is it Lan Siyan or Louis Siyan, or Long ......Siyan?"
"Say no more!" Lan Mufei gritted her teeth and interrupted him, "Don't say it again!" β
The atmosphere was solemn and stiff, the pain in her eyes, he took it all in, but he was indifferent, and his voice seemed to be mocking: "Jun Si I am suspicious, I Si Jun Xi dare not speak, you have given my daughter a good name." β
The voice fell, and he sneered, of course he understood that this "Jun" was not referring to himself!
Lan Mufei bit her lip, her eyelashes, which were as thin as surprise, trembled violently, and cast a light, light voice like catkins trembled: "How do you know?" β
"When you fell asleep, you kept muttering your thoughts." Louis Widow was talking about the day when she fell asleep at Luo Ruochen's house, and she muttered a few thoughts.
He didn't know who Siyan was, a man or a woman, until the next day he asked Hang Hang to check, and then he learned that she had erected a mound for her daughter not long ago, and the tombstone was engraved: Siyan.
The name of Louis Young's widowed daughter carries her longing and affection for another man, and she is annoyed at the thought of it.
Lan Mufei showed a pale smile, lowered her head and looked lonely: "The child is no longer there, does it matter what is the name?" Do you care again? She's just a bargaining chip for you to marry Grace! β
The handsome silhouette was tense, and the eyebrows were cold, "That can't change the fact that she's my daughter!" I'm going to change the name tomorrow! β
When Lan Mufei looked up at him, he didn't know when he was already standing beside her, and the tall figure completely enveloped her, and a strong sense of oppression swept over.
"Why? You can ......"
"I won't say it a second time." Louis Ying's expression flashed a trace of impatience, the cigarette butts of his fingers fell to the ground, and his big palm lightly wrapped around her slender waist, and the faint tobacco quickly brushed her face when he bowed his head, "Why don't I give you two choices, one is to change my daughter's name, and the other is to accompany me tonight." β
Lan Mufei looked stunned, reacted, and ignored the foam on his chest, trying to push him away, "What are you crazy about?" β
His palm was hot and strong and tightly wrapped around her waist, as steady as Mount Tai, his expression was solemn for two seconds, and he thought deeply: "It's a little crazy, otherwise how can I always want to do it with you!" β
The explicit and straightforward words made Lan Mufei's heart flustered, and a kind of fear surged from the bottom of his heart, and he desperately wanted to push him away, "Louis Ying, don't deceive people too much. β
"If I really want to bully you, you don't even have the strength to scream now." His expression was arrogant, and his eyes were full of disdain.
It's too easy to make a woman submit, let alone a woman like her, who has weaknesses all over her body, and it's so easy for him to force her to submit!
Lan Mu's face turned red with anger, and in the face of his explicit and straightforward, self-contained calmness was on the verge of collapse, she understood that he could do everything, and she understood that his words were all true.
"Isn't that the name of the other word? Okay, I'll change! Whatever you say, I'll change it to! β
She didn't want to do anything in her heart, but for now she had to learn to compromise and compromise if she wanted to protect herself.
Louis Ying was not happy, nor unhappy, his hands were still around her waist, and his cold eyebrows were raised: "By the way, I also changed your name!" Ugly! β
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"Ife."
Lan Mushuang's eyes dimmed in an instant, avoiding his sharp eyes, and put his hands in front of his chest, "Don't force me!" I don't want to have anything to do with this last name in my life! β
It's not because the name is taken by Long Lifei, so she likes it and doesn't want to change it, but what Yiruo did made her surname Yidu feel a shame.
She would rather be Lan Mufei for the rest of her life than admit that she used to be surnamed Yi and was a painful tool!
His expression was slightly cold, his brows were furrowed, he caught the rich and unbearable pain in her eyes, and did not force her anymore, a faint breath sprayed on her neck, he was silent for a long time, and his voice was low: "Mesharef"
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The end of the demon escape:
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