She arrived as scheduled according to the time of the invitation, and the Ling family's mansion was already full of people, guests, family members, and reporters from major media at the door.

She was dressed plainly and low-key, wearing a wide-brimmed top hat, faintly revealing a fair face. The attendant took her invitation and respectfully led her inside.

The relatives of the Ling family and the groom, Ling Haofeng, stood under the Rose Gate not far away. They were welcoming guests at the entrance, smiling with a smile on their faces, Ling Haofeng seemed to be a little taller, and he still had his usual gentle temperament.

His eyes were sharp, and he saw Lan Qingchuan at once. Lan Qingchuan bent his eyes, waved at him, and shouted, "Brother Ling." ”

"Girl, when did you come back?" He walked straight towards her, and attracted a lot of guests. Lan Qingchuan approached with a smile and greeted the Ling family's parents while saying "congratulations".

"Kiyokawa."

Madam Ling was obviously overjoyed and took her hand again and again. But the guests kept coming, and she couldn't leave. Lan Qingchuan would smile and stand to the side and say, "Auntie, you are busy first." ”

The bride is from the capital Mu family, the distance is far away, and it seems that it will take a while to arrive.

She walked to the big lawn at the back, where there were quite a few people, and even a few familiar faces could be seen. The Ling family is a family that will shake when stepping on both feet in S City, and many of the guests are political and business people. These people gathered in groups in twos and threes to talk, but Lan Qingchuan came over alone, attracting a lot of attention.

Some people recognize her, mainly because of Fang Yuzhong, when she returned to China five years ago, she showed up several times.

Lan Qingchuan found a secluded place to sit down, not afraid of those scrutiny, only thinking that more is better than less. But since some people know her background, they will inevitably come forward to talk and say hello.

Lan Qingchuan doesn't often go back to S City, everyone knows this, so they can't guess her details. Lan Qingchuan was a little tired after a while. She didn't show it on her face, and even had a quiet and gentle smile, which made people think that this was an excellent person. Fortunately, the appearance of Mrs. Ling solved her predicament in time.

When the guests were almost here, Mrs. Ling had a leisurely place, so she pulled her over to talk.

"It's really been a long time since I saw you, I've lost weight, Qingchuan." Madam Ling looked carefully, covered her mouth, and couldn't say a thousand words, just looked at her, her eyes were as gentle as ever.

"Aunt Ling, you don't have to worry, I'm fine now." She smiled, light and quiet, with a kind of calm and insipidity formed in various past experiences.

Madame Ling looked at her, and all the words suddenly dissipated when they reached her mouth, and she seemed to have finally let go at this moment.

At this time, the sound of a cannon salute was heard in front. It looks like the bride has arrived.

She accompanied Mrs. Ling back to the Rose Gate, where the young bride was wearing a red Chinese dress with a peach blossom face, petite and bright.

Ling Haofeng held her hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After going through the process of the wedding banquet, Lan Qingchuan didn't expect to meet Han Luochen at this time. At that time, she was about to leave, and he was worthy of coming over and showing his face.

She vaguely remembered that Han Luochen didn't like to wear shirts. The unbridled boy never liked restraint, so how could he wear a formal suit and maneuver freely in a group of old foxes who didn't know how much older he was under the lights of the room.

After that day, she never thought that she would meet Han Luochen unexpectedly, nor did she expect that when she faced him again, her heart would be as calm as water, only a little wave, and after seeing it, it would also disappear and disperse.

He looks good.

He has practiced all his skills, and he is good at dancing in Vanity Fair with long sleeves and stretching freely.

They embarked on the path that each side had chosen, and no matter what, they also followed.