Chapter III: Divorce
"Lan Tao! By the way, today is the day of the blind date between Chenchen and Taozi, right? Taozi, that kid is good...... Filial piety and self-motivation, and dusty and very compatible. ”
He Hua was still chattering, but the words behind him, Qin Hailian was in the air. just spoke to Ye Chenmeng on the other end of the phone again, "You said that the man's name is Lan Hechuan?" ”
"Lan Li ......"
"Did you recognize the wrong person?" Before Ye Chenmeng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Hailian.
Qin Hailian rubbed her eyebrows.
Ye Chenmeng looked at the contract in his hand again, and the signature on it was indeed Lan Lichuan. Although it is a bit artistic, however, these three words will not be mistaken by themselves.
So, Chenmeng replied with an oath, "How can you recognize the wrong person?" Isn't that what you said about Room 2401 of the Whispering Cafe? ”
“2401? I'm talking about 2407! Blue waves, blue blues, waves of waves! ”
Qin Hailian helplessly held her forehead, "Forget it, you explain to that Lan Hechuan first." Mom helped you push Lan Tao's side first, and you will meet another day. ”
Hearing Qin Hailian's voice, Ye Chenmeng's forehead couldn't help but twitch.
Interpretation? How to explain it? The marriage certificate is all ripped off!!
didn't wait for Qin Hailian to finish speaking, and hung up the phone.
In the taxi. Dusty Dream hurriedly took out the 'marriage agreement'. Looking at the beautiful signature of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, Ye Chenmeng was also an afterthought. The excellent man in the mother's consciousness should be the one who looks full of economy and smiles with a spring breeze.
How could it be that Lan Lichuan who signed the country and the city was so captivating......
Rubbing the corners of his eyes helplessly, Chenmeng dialed the phone number left on the contract.
After a few rings, Lan Lichuan's sexy voice as low as a cello came from the phone, and there was a kind of magic that tugged at the heartstrings. It was as if her heartbeat had stopped beating a beat.
Trying to shake off the restlessness in his mind, Chenmeng spoke coldly into the phone, "Mr. Lan, do you have time?" Let's talk, shall we? ”
"Okay." Only a simple syllable came from the other side. Then the text message ringtone of the phone rings.
When I opened the mailbox, it was the address sent by Lan Lichuan.
Lan Li Villa.
The houses in this area are all bitingly expensive. Today's two major real estates, one is Leng's Group and the other is Lingfeng International. I heard that Lanli Garden was built by Lingfeng International. Although Ye Chenmeng doesn't pay much attention to financial information, some time ago, the death of Chairman Cheng Sheng, chairman of Lingfeng International, made a lot of noise, and it was difficult to think about it.
"Miss, it's here."
It wasn't until the driver's voice sounded that Dusty Dream gave the money and got out of the car. This deserted place, is it really the so-called Lanli Garden?
Under the car, the hot weather shone on the concrete paved ground, and a fidgety hot wind blew. She looked around, and all that was left of the sweltering air and the smell of hot grass in the air was nothing but the neatly manicured trees and the endless concrete road.
Just when Ye Chenmeng was annoyed, a black RV drove over. The window rolled down, accompanied by a respectful voice from a strange man, "Miss Ye, please." ”
She sat up, silent. When the car came to a stop under a building with Chinese characteristics.
This house does not have the significance of a Western European villa in terms of appearance, but uses the space design in Western European style. There is also the red roof, which inadvertently reminds people of China's unique color art style.
It's just that before she had time to appreciate this beautiful villa, she was attracted by Lan Lichuan's magnetic voice.
"You're looking for me?" He changed into a camel-colored casual suit and reclined against the door, raising his eyebrows slightly.
Dusty Meng nodded, adjusted his breathing, and spoke, "I'm here to talk to you......"
"Li Chuan, who's coming?" Before Chenmeng's words were finished, a graceful and luxurious female voice sounded behind Lan Lichuan.
Dusty Dream tiptoed lightly and looked into the room. I saw an old man in his sixties and sixties, standing behind Lan Lichuan, looking at himself carefully.
She is wrapped in gorgeous clothes, with an elegant temperament, and she comes from a luxurious family at first glance.
Lan Lichuan stepped forward, walked to Chenmeng's side, and gently hugged Chenmeng's shoulders. Chen Meng looked up in astonishment and carefully looked at Lan Lichuan's handsome chin.
He said, "This is my grandmother, Ms. Chi Shaohua. ”
Dusty Meng frowned, a little surprised. This Ms. Chi looks more like Lan Lichuan's mother. Although surprised, Dusty Dream did not forget to be polite.
She looked at Chi Shaohua and nodded: "Hello Ms. Chi." ”
"You are?" Chi Shaohua's voice was slightly raised, she was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with consideration in her eyes, and she looked at Chenmeng with full attention. That gaze seemed to see through the dusty dream.
Although Chenmeng has no obligation to answer, this is considered an elder's question, and he must not lose his manners.
So, she smiled and said softly, "My name is Ye Chenmeng." The leaves of the leaves, the earthly dust, the dreams of dreams. ”
Chi Shaohua looked at Chenmeng, she was wearing light makeup, her lips were red and her teeth were white, but she was also delicate, "Profession is ......"