The place where his mother met him was a café, a very beautiful and elegant café, Mu Yilan walked in at that time, smelled the warm atmosphere, looked at the dark green and khaki surrounded herself, and felt an indescribable comfort in her heart, this was the first time Mu Yilan felt that she had literary and artistic cells.

However, when Mu Yilan let go of the anxiety she had received on the phone call before, she planned to sit down calmly to deal with some possible language from Fu Xiuran's mother.

Mu Yilan, who had just sat down and was about to open his mouth to introduce himself, was frightened by his mother's sharp eyes, "You are Mu Yilan?" ”

Mu Yilan nodded, just about to speak.

A stack of photos was thrown in front of Mu Yilan and scattered.

His mother triumphantly told Mu Yilan, who was staring at the intimate two people in the photo, that the cute girl in the photo was her son's girlfriend abroad.

Mu Yilan wanted to ask why, wanted an explanation, but was forced to gag by his mother's door-to-door sentence, that was the first time Mu Yilan felt that every time she came to the school to find him, the aunt with a kind face, was so distant.

Now Mu Yilan no longer remembered where he had the strength to take the check from his mother and walk out of the café as if nothing had happened.

Mu Yilan sighed lightly, although she said that the real society is not as pompous as the novel, she should not have the illusion that she may meet the person mentioned in the novel.

Mu Yilan, who came back to her senses, listened to the narrative on the phone that was almost over, and interrupted, "So what do you want to do?" ”

After a pause, he leaned against the wall weakly and muttered, "I can't help it." ”

Mu Yilan was stunned, "Why?" ”

An Wen whispered, "I don't want to be looked down upon by the Lu family." ”

"But as far as the current situation is concerned, how do you think the Lu family can afford you?" Mu Yilan suddenly admired her calmness, and she was really admirable that she could remain calm under the bombardment of such big news.

What An Wen never expected was that this sentence was heard by Lu Chen, who happened to take the time to come over and take a look at himself.

Lu Chen snatched down his stable mobile phone, "Do you want to die of overwork?" Lu Chen was puzzled, he was very angry, even a man could know that lack of sleep would be a great loss to a woman's body, why could the woman in front of him not care at all?

Mu Yilan, who suddenly heard a man's voice on the other end of the phone, was stunned, but listened to the dispute on the other end of the phone with peace of mind, hoping that Lu Chen's opposition would succeed, after all, Mu Yilan didn't want to regret the choice she made now in the future.

An Wen was emotional, almost dancing, wanting to take back the phone, "Give me back the phone, this is my life, why do you make a decision for me?" ”

Thinking that his thoughts were discovered anyway, An Wen was a little fearless, "Besides, it's not good for you that I'm like this?" Why do you react more than me? ”

Lu Chen frowned, did this woman really not think about herself for a moment? Why did he feel inexplicably distressed for such a ruthless woman.

I have been in the hospital for the past few days, and I don't know that there are rumors outside.

In the audition of the International Art Grand Prix held in S City, two works from the interior design group stood out, one of which was Shu Mingzhu's work, and the other was An Wen.

Because of Anwen's recent exposure in newspapers, Anwen's achievements in the interior design group have unsurprisingly become a hot spot in various media.

And the stable results, without accident, also set off a storm in the popularity.

Chi Ming looked at the stable avatar on the newspaper, a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, picked up the earpiece of the extension and pressed a string of extension numbers.

An Wen picked up the phone and knew that he was famous, but An Wen was very puzzled, he didn't seem to have sent a manuscript to the Art Grand Prix?

After hanging up the phone, An Wen searched for the title of the design competition on the Internet with her mobile phone, and saw the two paintings with a large number of votes under the three words of the interior design group, and the corners of An Wen's mouth twitched, if she remembered correctly, the painting displayed on the mobile phone webpage, she had already given it away.

Mu Yilan looked curiously at An Wen rummaging through the phone, and she snatched An Wen's mobile phone with an itch in her heart. "Show me."

An is helpless, look at his empty palms, this seems to be the second time that his mobile phone has been snatched today, right?

Mu Yilan took the stable mobile phone in her hand and saw the picture of the number of votes for the two paintings of the interior design group, Mu Yilan smiled and poked An Wen with her elbow, "Eh, I thought you really didn't care about fame and fortune anymore, why did you secretly send your paintings to the competition?" ”

How did she know that her painting had suddenly appeared in the competition, and it was a painting that had already been given away.

Seeing An Wen's helpless expression, Mu Yilan smiled evilly, "Beautiful painter, you are red, you have to take more care of your little sister in the future." ”

There was an extra package without a name in the Shu family's mailbox, when the Shu family's maid brought the package to Shu Mingzhu.

Shu Mingzhu looked puzzled, took the package and looked up, but never found the payment. What could it be?

Shu Mingzhu beckoned to a servant, "Hey, who is that, you can help me find a pair of scissors." ”

"Yes."

After a while, Shu Mingzhu was handed a pair of scissors at hand.

Unwrapping the package, there is a stack of photos.

Shu Mingzhu's hand holding the photo trembled slightly.

Stability, stability, Shu Mingzhu gritted his teeth and murmured.

Although I don't know where these photos came from, it is obvious that they were taken secretly.

Five fingers folded, clenched, steady, you better pray, tomorrow's engagement feast is nothing.

A newspaper appeared in front of Shu Mingzhu.

"Miss, this is today's newspaper."

With that, the servant withdrew.

Shu Mingzhu doesn't need to open it to see the photos of two people kissing on the largest page.

An Wenping didn't have the habit of paying attention to newspapers, and he didn't know that he had become the so-called headlines today.

An Wen put the last thing he wanted to bring into his bag and clapped his hands, "It's finally good." ”

An Wen felt that he was about to get moldy after staying at home for a few days, so he decided to go out for a walk.

But as soon as the door opened......

The flash flashed wildly as if it had seen the focal point.

"Miss Anwen, can you explain what you are doing with Mr. Lu Chen?"

An Wen frowned. What happened again?

A newspaper was handed to An Wen, and the more An Wen looked at it, the tighter his brows wrinkled, this photo, it was obvious that the background was a hospital, but who took it? Who will it be?

After a moment of calm contemplation, a panting Lu Chen arrived.

He managed to squeeze into a steady line of sight.

Take An Wen's hand and protect An Wen into his arms.

Seeing Lu Chen appear, the reporters were even more excited, and the microphone was handed to Lu Chen.

But I only got a cold sentence, "No comment." ”

Lu Chen protected the people in his arms tightly.

An Wen actually felt a sense of security that he had not felt for a long time.

An Wen felt for the first time that, perhaps, this man would really be good to himself.

Although his head was still buried in Lu Chen's arms, his empty hand slowly wrapped around Lu Chen's waist.

Lu Chen opened the door and went into the house with the woman who was holding him like a koala.

But no reporter dared to follow, because the moment Lu Chen turned around, they seemed to feel a coldness.

Lu Chen turned on the light.

As soon as he saw the contents of today's newspaper, he rushed over non-stop, fortunately in time.

As for the content of the newspaper, Lu Chen still wanted to thank that caring person for the first time and paved the way for him.

Lu Chen, "Since this is the case today, you can rest at home for another day, and I will pick you up directly to the scene tomorrow, right?" ”

"Okay." ”

"But," An Ann summoned up his courage and asked the doubts in his heart, "do you really want to wear that dress?" ”

Lu Chen answered the question, and stroked his steady hair with his hand, "You look good in that wedding dress." "Only you can wear it, if you don't wear it, where can I find a female companion?

He can't help it, the old man has a lot of eyeliner by his side now, and he can't make trouble for Mingzhu.

The corners of Lu Chen's lips hooked up a weird smile, but he didn't say which lady it was, this was an obvious bug.

An Wen suddenly realized that he and Lu Chen's posture seemed to be a little awkward, and the hand holding Lu Chen quickly retracted, with a small expression that it was not me who did it just now.

Although Lu Chen didn't know what kind of feelings he had for An Wen, he naturally wanted to protect her in his own way.

In fact, he can't even tell the difference between himself and himself, Lu Chen in Fu Xiuran's mouth seems to be a little dull, but the one next to him is as cunning as a fox.

It should be that she can't go out, and the reporter outside the door has not dispersed from the cat's eyes, and she shook her head steadily, she still wants to go out for a walk.

An Wen underestimated his current influence.

The design competition in S City is in full swing.

There is also a lot of media to follow.

An Wen and Shu Mingzhu stood out as the works of the interior design group.

Wrong. Although there is a big difference in the style of painting in terms of pictures, the voting data is not much different.

Shu Mingzhu's ...... Obviously a bit under-considered.

Thinking about the content of today's newspaper, remembering the madness of the reporter at the door, I wanted to turn on the TV An, but my hand stopped.

She inexplicably had a hunch that the focus on TV would also be her.

At this time, in Chi Ming's office, Chi Ming looked at the stack of photos on the table, kept playing with the pen, and his face was ...... A look of chagrin?

It seems that the man sent photos to every popular and newspaper office.

Suddenly a little sympathetic to that little girl, obviously wanting to live a good life and not cause trouble, but she is always entangled in trouble.

An Wendi looked at Lu Chen, and this time he finally spoke, "But I'm so bored, I want to go back to work." ”