Sentwa left with Ou Yanzhe. The cousin, who was close to him, was as silent and deep as ever, sitting in the car and not saying a word.

"You have long expected that the heir of the Lan clan is her." She stared at the pair of deep eyes that were the same as those of her aunt, Old Lady Hetan, faint blue, not clear in the dark.

His eyes had always been like this, containing so many things that she couldn't read.

"After Lan Yuanli leaves, who is left in the Lan clan. She is the only one who is rightly named. He smiled slightly, "I heard that Mr. Lan also has a relative, who is quite methodical, but after all, he is not surnamed Lan." ”

Centva poured him a glass of Bordeaux, and he raised his eyes, "Aunt forgot, I don't drink." ”

"Just have a taste." She put it in his hand, and with a gentle face, she turned back to the topic, "In your opinion, how is this beautiful little heir?" She thought, she was still so young and cute, obviously Lan Zongrong was very fond of her.

He held the wine glass and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were originally upright, but this time he looked a little sharp. He remembered Lan Qingchuan's calm and clear face, like a fragile iceberg.

He never touched his lips in that glass of wine. "Her father was a character." He replied to Sentwa, "Otherwise, probably Mr. Lan will find a partner for her to rely on and ensure that she has no worries for the rest of her life." ”

Sentwa could hear the meaning in his tone, and took the wine glass away, "That's fine." ”

At last she said, "Hiko, the young lady of the Oss family has stared at you several times. When I just said goodbye, I asked about you. ”

"She's naturally fine." Ou Yanzhe closed his eyes and stopped talking. The light was bright and dim, and his face was dignified, without the slightest mountain dew.

After her coming-of-age ceremony, Fang Yuzhong flew back to China immediately. Lan Qingchuan continued to stay in the Lan family's manor for less than a week, and then had to leave.

She said goodbye to her old friends and classmates, but she could still bear them, but she was reluctant to leave her grandfather again.

On the day she left, her grandfather didn't see her. But he has taken care of everything she has done for her when she returns home.

At dusk again, Lan Qingchuan returned to his homeland with a thin body. It was snowing on this day, and it was freezing extremely fast in S City, and she wore thick clothes and studied with her teachers in the heated room to make up for what had fallen these days.

Then on the day off, Han Luochen came to look for her, taking Luo Jie's husky. A man and a dog trampled on the snow and waved at her in the garden.

Lan Qingchuan sat in the hanging basket by the balcony upstairs and read a book, maybe it was snow, and the sun was just right. I heard Han Luochen's shout. He led the dog, and each dog was dressed in thick clothes. He looked at her with a dark green scarf and a smile in his eyes.

The husky looked up at her downstairs, and then tried to break free, scurrying with joy and barking at her.

Helpless, she opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the balcony. Snow was falling outside, and there seemed to be ice slag in the air. She was wearing an indoor cashmere coat and cotton slippers, even though the balcony was covered with a thick cotton blanket, Lan Qingchuan still shivered.

"Come up." She was wrapped tightly in her white coat, and her face was a little white.

He smiled on the snow, "Who said I was going up, I'll come to your house and show you something to see." Luo Jie is also there. He added, "If you don't come, I'll let the dog go." ”

She sighed, "Fun stuff? ”

"That's right, you hurry down, I'm freezing to death outside." He kicked the snow, and the snowflakes fell in a flutter, and the dog seemed to find it amused, and dug it out with his paws.