Pan Hua handed over her suitcase to the nanny, and when she was about to turn around and go upstairs, Ms. Lian behind her looked at her back with a teacup, her eyes flashed, and she asked, "Wait, what are you going to do about your marriage to Leng Sishao of the Leng family?" ”

Ms. Lian's questioning behind her made Pan Hua's movements up the stairs a little sluggish.

She stood on the steps, and Man Ran turned around and said, "Maybe I will get the certificate in a few days." ”

Pan Hua didn't lie, this was actually her inner thoughts and intentions.

Speaking of marriage, I didn't feel that cold-blooded voices and shadows flashed in her mind, and a faint soft color rolled up in her calm gaze.

Hearing this, Ms. Lian pursed her lips, vented her dissatisfaction, squinted at Pan Hua at the staircase, and said coldly: "It seems that you have never taken my words to heart, you are thinking that you can't get along with me, right?" You've already made up your mind to make the Pan family an imperial city, right? ”

"Mom, I don't know what you're talking about...... Since it's my marriage, I think I should have the right to call the shots, right? ”

"You...... I don't have a daughter like you, eating the Pan family's food, drinking the Pan family's water, and your elbows are still turning around, you are really good. ”

Hearing this, Pan Hua's clear eyes were a little cooler, and she was really not her own daughter who was not welcomed; Then he looked at Ms. Lian's angry and corrupt appearance, raised the corners of her lips and deliberately squeezed out a sarcastic smile from between her teeth, her eyes were silent, "Mom, instead of worrying about my marriage all day long, it is better to continue to answer the phone with the person named Tu Tu, after all, ...... I think in your heart, my marriage shouldn't be as important as her body. ”

When the words fell, in Ms. Lian's panicked and stunned expression, Pan Hua left a cold back, and turned upstairs without looking back......

In fact, she wants to know and doesn't care who the so-called Tu Tu is, but just through this phone call, she has clearly seen that Ms. Lian's undisguised concern and care are.

It was once regarded as the most precious emotion by her, but even the lady gave it to others lightly; There is still a little bit of regret in my heart, why no matter what she does, no matter how beautiful she is, no matter how she becomes so good step by step...... I can't get her approval!

What else could she do, what else could she want to say?

Even at the moment when Pan Hua returned to the room and closed the door, a thought kept popping up in her mind, is this Ms. Lian in front of her really her biological mother? This kind of thinking...... Since the first marriage with the Leng family, she has already had it!

Pan Hua sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, her heart was troubled by complex emotions, the sky outside the window was bright and bright, and a few wisps of afternoon light poured on her cheeks, but they couldn't dissipate the melancholy in her eyes.

Moments later, she pulled out her phone and logged on to Weibo, which had been stopped for a week since Milan, and the last Weibo was still the photo taken on the small balcony of the Milan church.

This Weibo has now been commented on more than 10,000 times, and most of the hot comments in the front row are urging her to update her Weibo status as soon as possible.

Tomorrow morning, she will have a magazine cover shoot job.

In this regard, Pan Hua deliberately found the official blog of JHV fashion magazine, and the top of the homepage is the cooperation preview she will shoot tomorrow.

A quarter of an hour later, Pan Hua posted her first Weibo post after her fashion week debut.

Pan Hua V: Retweet Weibo #@JHV Fashion Magazine V: Cover Trailer of this issue......

A few minutes later, the comment area below Weibo was pupated by fans, and the comments were like a tide!

Flower's cutie: Wow, our flowery beauty is finally more Bo, wait for my flowers to thank you, woo woo woo, tomorrow's cover shoot is looking forward to.

I'm the devil:, is it so cold for supermodels to post on Weibo? I like it though.

Crazy Boy: Wow, are you in love? I even have my daughter's name in mind.

Team USA Captain: What a big beauty, it's a pity that I don't belong to this life anymore, it's a pity......

Film entertainment will not accompany the flowers to old age: Sister Huahua Beauty, you will always be my first idol star; You are the motivation for me to learn, I want to look up to you, and I will become a wonderful woman like you in the future!

Clowns are not loved: Upstairs Crazy Boy, are you serious? Wow, let go of Flowey and let me come.

Please advise me for the rest of your life: It's really a group of fools, others have blown you to the sky, if you use this obsession with celebrities to treat your relatives and lovers, wouldn't it be better?

No regrets in this life: beautiful flowers, how can you be so beautiful, I love you, may God always take care of your face, never wither.

The love of your life: self-respect! @美国队长.

What do you want in your life: @余生请多指教, can you have some quality? Why is it so sloppy to speak, really!

Mid-moon serenade: I am the ugly duckling, Huahua is an angel sent by heaven, you will always be the brightest star in my heart, I am willing to fight for you, die and live forever.

I just like you: Don't say much, goddess of flowers, I will always love you.

……

Pan Hua swiped the comments for a few minutes with a smile on her face, and then turned off her phone with a tired body.

Xu is in a bad mood at the moment because of Ms. Lian's influence, and she really can't mention Yaxing.

got up and went back to the room, then took out the notice details sheet from his purse, and his eyes once again focused on the Song family's so-called banquet column.

After pondering for a moment, she hesitated whether to discuss with Cheng Qiu Nan, and shirked the Song family's dinner the day after tomorrow on the grounds that she was unwell.

At this moment, an unexpected text message entered her email.

Sender's pen name: Song Qingshu.

Suddenly, a short message came from a mobile phone, and Pan Hua clicked on it and looked, "Miss Pan, the dinner party the day after tomorrow will be waiting for the appointment, and we will see you there." ”

Pan Hua: "......"

The truth that had plagued Pan Hua for two days finally surfaced at this moment, and it turned out that the person behind the scenes who specially invited her to attend the Song family's dinner turned out to be Song Qingshu!

In a state of confusion, Pan Hua looked at the text message sent and was stunned for a minute!

After thinking about it, she connected all the clues together, could it be that the person who specially invited her to attend the Song family's dinner was Song Qingshu?

Just when she was frightened, she was secretly thinking about how to reply to the other party's message, Song Qingshu's phone called......

Pan Hua didn't expect Song Qingshu to call, she hesitated for a few seconds before slowly pressing the answer button, "Hello, Teacher Song!" ”

On the other end of the phone, a man's thick and elegant voice came, "Miss Pan, have you received my text message?" ”

Pan Hua put the mobile phone to her ear, and her eyes unexpectedly fell on the notice sheet and bowed slightly: "I just received it." In this way, the dinner that the Song family invited me to the appointment was an invitation you sent me? ”

She thought, if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have thought that the origin of this people's teacher would be the richest family in Beicheng, no wonder...... At that time, she found out that the little shirt he said was expensive, and she was stupid enough to think that the salary of the people's teachers had increased! It seems that he is a hidden young master.

Song Qingshu was in a good mood, and Ya laughed, "You...... Surprised? ”

Not only surprised, but simply stunned! It's just that Pan Hua's fluctuating expression on the other end of the phone Song Qingshu couldn't see it, and after being silent for a few seconds, Pan Hua slowly opened up: "Also...... No! After speaking, Pan Hua added appropriately: "It's just a little accident." ”

Song Qingshu's deep and beautiful voice on the other end of the phone came: "Although I know that this is a little abrupt, I still hope that Miss Pan can appreciate her face and go to the appointment." Our old lady saw your performance in Fashion Week a while ago, and admired you very much, and this year coincided with her old man's 80th birthday, so as a junior, I naturally hope that her old man's wish can be fulfilled, and people's lives are just in a hurry for decades, so I took the liberty to invite Miss Pan to you, I hope you don't be surprised. ”

Song Qingshu's explanation seemed to be leaky, and while expressing his apologies, he also praised Pan Hua, could it be ...... Are all businessmen so eloquent?

His explanation, in this way, Pan Hua is not easy to find an excuse to excuse herself.

Before saying that, Song Qingshu had also helped solve Pan Shuai's thorny problem, and Pan Hua couldn't say anything to refuse.

Now, after Song Qingshu got Pan Hua's promise, he didn't say much, and hung up the phone after a few words of greeting in a hurry.

Pan Hua stayed in place and was stunned for a moment, then clicked on WeChat and sent a message to Cheng Qiu Nan.

The phone had just exited the screen, and another call came by chance.

Looking at the picture displayed, Pan Hua's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she smiled, walked to the balcony, leaned on the stone railing, and pressed the call button.

She didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth raised a slight smile of expectation, waiting for the man she loved over there to speak out in cold blood.

The cold wind was warmed by the warm sun, blowing the hair on her sideburns, waving on both sides of her cheeks, floating up her eyebrows, and drawing into the corners of her lips, and the slightest itch ran down her skin into her heart, just like the mood that men brought her, excited and throbbing wonderful.

"Why don't you speak? Very busy? ”

Sure enough, the cold-blooded, low-magnetic, and beautiful voice came down the earpiece next to her ear, Pan Hua raised her lips and smiled, pinned her hair behind her, and said in a coquettish tone: "I'm not busy, I just want you to say it first!" ”

Suddenly, the man's magnetic and nice voice came, "Aren't you with your friends?" ”

Pan Hua's eyes flashed, and her fingertips gently pinched her earlobe, "No, I just came back from Tianlai Media Company." ”

"Are you free at night?" The man spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing this, a cunning appeared in Pan Hua's eyes, "Yes, do you want me to come out and date you?" ”

"It's an honor!"

As soon as the man's smiling words fell, Pan Hua heard the sound of chattering on the other end of the phone, she listened carefully until she regained her composure, and then continued: "By the way, I'm going to Beicheng the day after tomorrow." ”

"Work assignment?"

After she responded, she said honestly: "Sort of, it's Teacher Song who helped deal with Pan Shuai's case last time, and he invited me to his grandmother's 80th birthday banquet." ”

The cold-blooded silence was silent, and his voice was still gentle and magnetic: "The scenery of Beicheng is good, you can take the time to take a look at it at that time." ”

……

After the call, the Leng Group headquarters.

The cold-blooded fingers picked up the documents on the table, and the dark gaze wandered on Song Qingshu's profile.

Assistant Zhuo stood beside him, clearly feeling the sense of oppression emanating from the president, and even his eyes bloomed with a dangerous coldness.

"Mr. Leng, we received news that this Teacher Song had investigated Miss Pan, but ...... He doesn't seem to have found out about the marriage between the Leng family and the Pan family, does he need me to create some public opinion? ”

Cold-blooded slowly put down the information, raised his hand slightly, his eyes were far-reaching and dark, and his thin lips were cold and arrogant: "No need, you can't win." ”

"Interesting, I'm going to see what tricks he can play......"