Chapter 3 Let's dissolve the marriage

Yun Qilan quickly turned around, and Lao Liu, the housekeeper of the Fang Mansion, only saw a side face. Despite this, the person who used to be the young grandmother of the Fang family, he could still recognize it. Lao Liu immediately lost his soul, and opened his mouth wide to drink the cool breeze.

A person who was believed by everyone to be gone has appeared in front of him, and anyone is inevitably frightened. At this moment, Yun Qilan's heart was beating extremely fast, although she was very eager to enter the Fang family's new mansion and feel very cordial when she saw every old person, but at this moment she was extremely nervous and contradictory.

"Yunduo, you really came here. Go, come back with me. ”

A man's voice came from behind Yun Qilan, and before she could wake up, a big hand had already come over and tugged at her arm.

"Haotian, you ...... Track me? ”

Yun Qilan turned her head and looked at the man who was dragging her arm, and her thinking finally returned to reality. This young man she called Haotian was her friend when she lived in a foreign land for ten years, and his full name was Ling Haotian. He is one of Yun Qilan's suitors, and he also has a special identity, that is, Yun Qilan's savior. It was precisely for this reason that Yun Qilan finally couldn't help his ten years of infatuation and agreed to his marriage proposal.

Whether in terms of appearance or knowledge, this Mr. Ling is not inferior to Fang Yan in any way. Fang Yan was at best just a talent in that special period at the alternation of the old and new eras. But this Mr. Ling is a serious return from studying abroad, integrating Chinese culture and Western culture. In terms of family background, needless to say, he was born in a family of Confucian merchants.

"Yunduo, are you sober? Time has passed, and the people who live here are no longer your relatives. Wasn't that home burned down by a fire? They must have died a long time ago......"

Ling Haotian looked at Yun Qilan's face by the faint moonlight of the rising moon. He called out a name she had made up casually, and comforted her along the lines of the "lies" she had once weaved. His eyes were full of admiration and worry.

"You go back first, I'll stay a little longer."

Yun Qilan's voice lowered, and at the same time, she dragged Ling Haotian a few meters away from the gate of the Fang family.

"Why are you staying? Clouds, I see, it's time for you to be sedated. Ah! There are really people! No, no! Is he ......"

Ling Haotian suddenly raised his head as he spoke, and saw the stunned old Liu, and instantly thought of the story Yun Qilan had made up. He pushed Yun Qilan away and walked over with courage.

"Hey! Are you the second uncle of the clouds? I can tell you, I'm a medical student, and I'm not afraid of ghosts! ”

At that moment, Ling Haotian didn't know which tendon he had taken wrongly, and a ghost thought actually flashed.

"Haotian, let's go back."

Yun Qilan's expression became flustered, and she pulled Ling Haotian and turned around and walked away quickly. At the gate of the Fang family, Lao Liu was still standing there in a daze.

Leng Chunzhu couldn't resist Fang Yan, she personally pushed him into the study. Fang Yan used an indifferent attitude to "force" Leng Chunzhu out of the study.

"Lao Liu, what's wrong with you? Why are you still standing here? Is there anything strange outside the door? It's not me saying you, Lao Liu, you really should consider retiring. Look, I'm demented again! ”

Leng Chunzhu came out of Fang Yan's study and found that Lao Liu was not coming, so she walked to the door again. Leng Chunzhu, who had long wanted to get rid of Fang Yan's "henchmen", took the opportunity to talk about Lao Liu's retirement.

"Huh? Oh, no...... It's okay. Miss Leng, you should go to the old lady first, she seems to be ...... I'm looking for you in a hurry! ”

Lao Liu was summoned back by Leng Chunzhu, and casually moved out the name of the old lady to support this difficult master. This trick really worked, and Leng Chunzhu hurriedly turned around and went to the old lady of the Fang family.

Yun Qilan and Ling Haotian had already run a long way, and the carriage that Ling Haotian rented was parked on the side of the road.

"Get in the car, I want to go home overnight to see my parents."

"Haotian, I don't want to go."

"What are you talking about, clouds?"

"I mean...... I...... We...... Let's dissolve the marriage. ”

Yun Qilan hesitated for a long time, and finally whispered the sentence.