Yuan Qingye smiled lightly, turned his head to look at Yuan Ran, who was wearing a cute baby pink princess dress, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yuan Ran, Yuan Dong is old and doesn't know how to be fashionable, what do you think?" Harano casually teased the one-shoulder collar of the leather jacket on his body.

This leather coat is handmade by the world's top designer Yohji in cooperation with world-renowned illustrator artists, worth 480,000 yuan, the only one in the world, handsome and stylish, full of attack, with Harano's appearance and aura, it simply complements each other.

Yuan Ran walked over with her head down, her hands hanging on both sides of the lace skirt, her nails in her palms.

Compared with the clothes on Hara Harumo's body, her lace, big skirt and pink princess dress is like a rental dress in the style of a cheap photo studio, and her jealousy makes her face so hard to see that she almost can't hang up.

Yuan Ran hung her head and took a deep breath of anger, and stepped forward, and when she walked, the big skirt swayed in place. Originally, when she looked in the mirror, she still thought that this dress was luxurious and gorgeous, stunning the audience, but now under the suppression of Yuan Qingye's cool and disgusted gaze, she had a barb-like diaphragm all over her body, and she even wanted to cut these obstructive big skirts, as if the more she swayed, the more embarrassing she became.

Yuan Ran held on to a strong sense of self-confidence, stood in front of Yuan Qingye, only glanced up, and then cowardly hid behind Ding Wenmei, and whispered: "Sister, I don't know much about these luxury brands, high-end and the like." However," Yuan Ran looked at Yuan Zonghe with a sincere expression and praised, "My sister has a good foundation, and she has her own style in everything she wears, which is very ...... It's beautiful. ”

"Huh?! Is it? Harano stretched out his hand and stroked Hara's long curly hair, which had been permed and dyed into a slightly brown curl to match the princess dress, and said leisurely, "You have been as nondescript as ever since you were a child." Pretending to be a good girl in front of your parents, pretending to be a wealthy daughter at school, and learning to be a charming little wild cat in a nightclub to hook up with other princelings, but your talent is really limited, what to play and what to smash. ”

Yuan Qingye's eyes quickly swept a glance at Yuan Zonghe, and said quietly, "Some people are naturally blind and can't see through it." Do you really think you're good at acting? ”

"You ......" Yuan Ran knew that Yuan Qingye's mouth was poisonous, but she never thought that she would be so poisonous, and she was crying, so anxious that her eyes were red and her neck was thick, "You...... You are talking nonsense! ”

Ding Wenmei saw that Yuan Ran was anxious, stepped forward, looked tolerant and generous with anger, and said seriously, "Ono, you are free outside, you are used to talking, and no one will control you." But now you are standing in your original home, and the people standing next to you are your relatives and elders, you can deny me, even target me, humiliate me, and I will not care about you. But Ranran is your father's daughter after all. If you treat her as a sister, you can mention something she did wrong. But if you don't treat her as a sister, that's fine, but at least you should do it so that you don't hurt her casually. What's more, today is Ranran's eighteenth birthday, and our family welcomes you home with a smile on your face, is the first thing you say to the little birthday star a slander? ”

After speaking, Ding Wenmei turned his head, covered his mouth, and his shoulders trembled slightly, and Yuan Ran immediately went up and called out with forbearance and distress: "Mom~"

Hara Haruno looked at it coldly, and couldn't help but sneer, "Me? Wounded, injured, her? ”