"Qingchuan, I've worked hard for you these days." He sighed and walked out. Lan Qingchuan followed behind him and listened to him, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." ”

He is a proud and noble man, and he will not admit defeat easily.

"I'm going to Canada tomorrow."

The financial crisis came so quickly that they were caught off guard. Compared with previous years, this time it will be more durable and more harmful. He had been busy for so many days, and all he had done was to minimize the damage, and the damage was inevitable.

"Uncle, what can I do for you?" She asked in a low voice, "Don't fail to tell me, I can also share it for you." ”

Lan Yuanli reached out and touched the top of her hair, "It's cold, you have to pay attention to your body bones." You don't have to worry about the affairs of the family, the managers are here, and no matter how bad it is, there is your father. ”

Fang Yuzhong let it go in the end, he hated it for so many years, and dealt with it openly and secretly for so many years. The Lan family will be Lan Qingchuan's in the future, no matter how frozen the relationship is, in the end it is his daughter, Lan Yuange has passed away for many years, he will never let his daughter suffer, and he will always ensure that she is smooth sailing.

No matter how good and smart Lan Qingchuan is, but after all, she has hurt her body, and they are reluctant to let her worry about it anymore.

Lan Qingchuan stood on the porch, her uncle was wearing a black tweed coat, and his back was about to melt into the night. She looked at the few silver strands that he vaguely flashed under the lamp, and ran closer to see that it was indeed an extra gray hair.

"Uncle." She shouted.

He stopped, and saw that she was not approaching, but whispered behind her back, "What if I marry Longrack?" ”

"Qingchuan, don't say such things. Marriage is not a child's play. ”

"Your Excellency the Marquis, you know, have already found the manor." Her voice was low and cold, like rain falling in the night," he said, not stopping. Unless I ......"

"No unless. Qingchuan, you don't need to worry about family affairs. His voice was a little heavier, "Don't be confused. ”

"I'm not confused. I know that way, you don't need to face that much pressure. ”

"Uncle, I know. Has the royal family put pressure on it? ”

Lan Yuanli's heart sank, and he looked back at his niece, whom he loved like a baby, and saw her slender pale face, hidden in the vast night, losing all her strength, and still struggling to cheer up.

"If so, I would voluntarily marry Langlak. I do. ”

She clenched her fingers, "At this time, do I still have a choice?" Uncle, we all know that there will be no perfect marriage in the family, and it will always only exist for profit. My mother resisted, but it ended ......"

"Shut up!" Lan Yuanli's face became cold and stern, "Qingchuan, you need to be calm. Go back to your room and get some rest. ”

He turned and walked away, staggering, already heartbroken.

"You are not allowed to mention this again."

Lan Qingchuan stood for a long time, looking at the faint light at the end.

Lan Zongrong has fallen into a deep coma, the old man has been in a deep coma for half his life, sad for half his life, and has reached the end of his life.

Lan Qingchuan cried so hard that she knelt on the floor of his room, her face covered with tears, and she didn't look calm at all.

Her eyes were full of fear, and she was about to collapse. A few years ago, her mother was like that. Lying on such a big bed, alone, without even saying a word, his eyes could not be opened again.