96. Rack your brains
The last few times Lan Qingchuan saw Han Luochen, he was gloomy and silent, and he didn't know why. Several times he tried to say something, but in the end he left without saying anything. Lan Qingchuan only felt that there was a storm brewing in his eyes, but he never thought that it would affect her.
Han Luochen has been running diligently at home these days, but Mrs. Han turned a blind eye and naturally wouldn't listen to any of his words. She has always been strong, and Han Luochen naturally has her considerations in this matter. This old man is messing around outside, and he has lived up to his good talent in vain. But no matter what, he was also her son after all. If you want to gain a firm foothold in the Han family in this life, a suitable marriage is the best, and the help of his wife's family will not let him be controlled by others after she and his father retire.
But she knew that Han Luochen would not understand her hard work, she thought of this son too simply, Han San was never an idle person, and many people couldn't see it, including her mother. It is precisely because of this that he was exiled excessively.
Years later, no one expected that it would be such a bastard who had never compromised the family who had mastered the Han clan in one hand.
Han Luochen couldn't see his mother, his father had never taken him seriously, and in their eyes there were only eternal interests.
He had never hated being from such a ruthless family.
The servants in the Han family's house all felt the stiff atmosphere of the past few days, and finally recovered as the third young master Han Luochen left without returning, and the dark tide under the calm was surging.
In the box of two people, Luo Jie listened in silence, and the hippie smile at the beginning became a serious face now. He stopped the poor fat from pouring a glass of wine, "You look at it, the degree is high, I am not responsible for sending you back when you are drunk." ”
Han Luo Chenli didn't pay attention to him, and he didn't care about the white or red ones, and drank them when he caught them.
"Jiangnan Zhou family, your family is really good at looking for it." He rubbed his chin, "It's a nail in your house that you can't move." Why don't you find Lan Qingchuan to help you avoid this level? The more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt, "Aren't you chasing her?" What a good time to find her to be your girlfriend, and then talk about it first. ”
Han Luochen has been drinking a lot, and now he is still sober. He glanced at Luo Jie coldly and forced him to stop talking. The person he likes, even if it is a last resort, will never push her out and become the target of public criticism. With Lan Qingchuan's temperament, she would definitely not agree to him to do such a thing.
The strength of the wine came up and he had a splitting headache. I only vaguely heard Luo Jie smirking evilly over there, "Knowing that you have a fiancée, what kind of expression will Lan Qingchuan have?" He closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa in the back, he didn't have to think about it, and he knew that she naturally had no expression, at most she would only have one more word to show that she knew, and her voice must be indifferent.
It's a pity that he hasn't been able to use his strength for 20 years, and he likes this girl whose heart is like water and hides ice and snow, and I don't know if it's luck or disaster.
Luo Jie sent Han Luochen back, and when she passed by Lan Qingchuan Villa, her family's car happened to drive out. He pressed the glass, and it was indeed Lan Qingchuan inside. She was dressed formally, and she was going out with momentum. Seeing that it was him, she smiled back with a faint and polite smile. His stomach choked on the words in an instant, and he couldn't say anything.
He sat back in the car, put himself in the right position, and thought that it would be better to wait for Zhou Luzhi to come back in two days. He is a big man who never talks to a girl's family about this kind of thing, it's too awkward and uncomfortable.