Lan Qingchuan had been ill for a long time, and when Luo Jie and the others came to see her a week later, her complexion had not yet recovered, she was still pale and plendid, and she didn't say much.

When Han Luochen came in, Zhou Luzhi was chatting with Lan Qingchuan with a ride. Lan Qingchuan was wearing a beige knitted jacket with a tender yellow turtleneck underneath, and his face was bloodless, leaning on a blue pillow embroidered with peacock feathers on the couch. After a while, the housekeeper came in, added a cotton blanket to her, and brought her medicinal chicken soup.

When she saw him coming, she lifted her eyelids and said in a hoarse voice, "Sit down." Han Luochen sat next to her and looked at her face carefully, haggard and pale, but more alive than when he came to see her the day before yesterday. He was a little relieved, and when he saw the pile of materials on her lap, he squinted his eyes, and took it away as soon as he bent down. He smiled and pointed to the bowl of soup, "Hurry up and drink it, it's going to be cold." ”

Zhou Luzhi helped her sit up and handed her the porcelain bowl. Lan Qingchuan rubbed her eyebrows, she had been looking at that material for a morning, but she had never been able to concentrate. She stretched her fingers out of her long knitted sleeves and drank the soup as she was told.

Luo Jie brought out a plate of fruit from the kitchen, all of which had been cut and neatly arranged on a crystal plate. This is what the butler has prepared to bring to them to eat. Luo Jie shook around the ground floor a few times, just passed by, and then took it.

He lay down on the couch, grinned and pulled out an apple and began to nibble on it. Seeing that Han Luochen threw a stack of paper on the coffee table, his face was gloomy and not good-looking.

He leaned forward slightly, glancing at the dense text on the paper, feeling his head big and feeling overwhelming. It was a company document that Lan Qingchuan had to deal with, and she didn't have time to read it during her illness. Luo Jie muttered in his heart, like him, he wouldn't find abuse for himself, let him see this kind of thing, he would rather beg him to beat him.

Their group has always been lazy and banished, and the old man of his family can't wait to chase after him every day. The Locke family is one of his heirs, but he is recognized as an idle demon king of the world, and the family can't do anything about him. And Han Luochen is much better than him. He is the eldest, with two shrewd and capable brothers, and they have everything in their hands, and no matter what happens, it will not be his turn. Luo Jie nibbled on the apple, and glanced at Han Luochen, who lowered his eyelids and didn't know what he was thinking, he was really not suitable for staggered occasions and non-idle working days, and freedom and wanton was the one he knew.

In fact, he never felt that Han Luochen was worse than his two elder brothers, and his talent even surpassed them. When he was a child, he saw this kid for the first time, and he was surprised and envious. The five-year-old child, dressed in a royal blue tweed coat, followed his grandfather to a dinner party at his house. A pink-carved face, with black hair neatly tucked away in a snow-white fox fur hat, looks like a handsome and outstanding little boy. He remembered that after his grandfather played a game with him, he liked him very much, Han Weng, this good boy of yours is much more powerful than mine. Grandpa Han is very proud, if you release the water again, you will lose, old naughty boy.

Han San was very serious and said a word at that time, and his eyebrows had risen sharply at that time. Later, he knew how talented this child, who was about the same age as himself, and almost did everything with great effort, so much so that Grandpa Han regarded him as an heir and cultivated him single-handedly. After dinner, he followed Han Luochen. He tilted his head intently at an evergreen tree in his family's yard. Seeing him approaching, he frowned, very impatient, what are you doing with me.