The days passed calmly and quietly. Han Luochen's life is very regular now, and his schedule goes back and forth between home and the academy, and Luo Jie sees him less and less. His villa in Xilin is now empty, and the old butler has been transferred back to the old mansion. For the convenience of seeing Lan Qingchuan, he bought another apartment near Xilin, which Luo Jie helped choose, he lived here temporarily, but he had no intention of leaving. It's just a little lonely to go to school alone. He had told Lan Qingchuan once, when she came to his apartment and was looking around, and he thought she hadn't heard it at all. Unexpectedly, in mid-April, Lan Qingchuan also returned to the college.

Her leg injury had healed years ago, and the vacation she had asked for was too much, so she went to the chairman of the board of directors to explain the situation, and the school had no objection, and sent her the class schedule and books together, saying that she could resume her studies at any time.

Fang Yuzhong didn't say anything when he knew, he just arranged for her tutor to adjust the time, and everything else went as usual. He even wanted to add an extra teacher and pressure her to put all her energy into it instead of meeting the kid from the Han family.

Fang Yuzhong's worries were not unfounded, and their frequent time together made him extremely annoyed. It's not that he can't stop it, but he doesn't know what excuse to use to convince his daughter who doesn't eat oil and salt.

In the affairs of young people, it is always inappropriate for him to get involved. This is Lan Zongrong's original words, this old guy has always been at odds with himself, and he dotes on his granddaughter so much, but he is willing to see it happen in this matter.

He kept it to himself, and the secretary feared that one day he would have a terrible outburst. Fang Yuzhong, who was sitting behind the desk, had a gloomy face, handed her a thick stack of documents, and said indifferently, "Send it to her and tell her to take it away." ”

The secretary went out with the documents in his arms, muttering in his heart, this is also too wide, no wonder the father and daughter have been strangers for many years. Lan Qingchuan, a young owner, looked at her extraordinary strength and skill, which was more than enough for the two good drill campers in the Fang Mansion. If she has enough ability, why limit her to this. She shook her head, if Fang Yuzhong didn't have such a desire to control, maybe it wouldn't be him.

She drove to Xilin Xiaoxia and learned that Lan Qingchuan had not returned home after going to Qingtan, so she had to hand over the documents to her housekeeper.

At this point in time, class had just ended in Qingtan Courtyard. It's been almost a week since she returned to school, and it took some time for her progress to keep up, and the rest of the time she was in the library looking at books or materials. There have been a lot of activities in the courtyard these days, and she helped Ling Haofeng arrange some content, and the two of them are often seen walking together. Ling Haofeng has a good demeanor and has gradually grown into a man as gentle as jade. The two of them walked together, and they were really a good match. In addition, the Ling family and the Lan family are world friends, and everyone's kicking is also reasonable. Ling Haofeng waved his hand when he heard this, and glanced at Lan Qingchuan with a smile, "With this red-line effort, the venue has already been arranged." She stood next to him and smiled. A group of people laughed and laughed, but they still didn't let go. When she was helping to adjust the lights, she heard Ling Haofeng say helplessly, "Stop." That's the end of the conversation. ”

This joke was unfortunately heard by Han Luochen, who came to find her. The young man's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and he raised the tips of his slender and sharp eyebrows, and glared at the group of people who made the most trouble, "What nonsense, didn't I hear that Lan Qingchuan is my girlfriend?" He was obviously annoyed, did his own boyfriend, who had been with her for a long time, be ignored. A group of people were caught off guard, looking at the famous, arrogant and bright young man in this courtyard with a bewildered expression. But who would have thought that Lan Qingchuan, who had a calm and cold face, would have something to do with him.

Lan Qingchuan rubbed his eyebrows, walked over and grabbed him, and reluctantly admitted, "Han Luochen, my boyfriend." ”

The most surprising thing was Ling Haofeng, seeing the young man's beautiful face with his arms around her neck and smiling proudly and defiantly, he was stunned for a moment before he looked at Lan Qingchuan, "Girl, this is ......" Lan Qingchuan glanced at Han Luochen, spread his hands and said indifferently, "We just got together, and I haven't had time to tell you yet." Han Luochen was unhappy, tightened his arms, and gritted his teeth, "It's been a long time since we were together." ”

Lan Qingchuan was strangled and speechless for his naivety, she sighed and said, "That's it, Brother Ling." ”

"What kind of tone are you, Lan Qingchuan, explain it to me clearly!" Threatening annoyed voice, boyish guy.

Ling Haofeng watched from the side, bent his eyes and smiled, a group of people were stunned for a long time, and only reacted after Lan Qingchuan pulled Han Luochen out, what a strange pair.

This matter soon became known to the whole Qingtan, and it was simply the most unlikely pair. Although the last time I went to the suburban welfare center, the people who traveled with me saw some signs, but they felt hard to believe when they were really together. Lan Qingchuan, the daughter of the Lan family, has a quiet and indifferent temperament, and it is hard to imagine that she will be with the demon king of the Han family. Because of this incident, Han Luochen would stick to Lan Qingchuan's side in almost every spare time in the courtyard to brush up on his sense of existence and show possessiveness.

Lan Qingchuan had no choice but to go with him.

Today is no exception, as soon as she walked through the apricot grove of the academy, she saw Han Luochen standing under a row of plane trees outside the courtyard and beckoning to her. His locomotive was thrown on the other side of the parking lot, and the two of them walked side by side. He was obviously still haunted by the events of the previous few days, and he couldn't wait to put his eyes on her, monitor her every move, and regard Ling Haofeng as a big trouble in his heart.

Lan Qingchuan didn't say a word to explain to him, but he was still not at ease. Gritted his teeth at the words "childhood sweetheart". She slapped his tense face, "Aunt Ling is going to choose a fiancée for him, what are you worried about?" So when Han Luochen settled down a little, he gloated again, "Oh? Fiancée. He had experienced forced marriage in the family, so he naturally hated it, Lan Qingchuan didn't like his tone of watching a good show, and the fingers that stopped on his face pinched his fair skin, he let out an "ah", left a red mark on his face, and glanced at her very innocently.