Lin Dun was stunned.

The Lan family is a century-old clan and a worldwide chaebol. It is a famous family in France and has great influence. Although the branch is mostly Asian, Queen Margaret has a good eye for it.

If it weren't for her prominent background, she wouldn't have been able to cultivate such a girl with outstanding temperament.

Kiyokawa grew up in France and only recently returned to China. I happened to come across your art exhibition, so I took her to meet you. ”

Ling Haofeng looked at Lan Qingchuan with a calm face, his eyes were smiling, as clean and bright as a lake.

Lin Dun nodded, and in the smoke, he suddenly said: "The young man I saw just now, you should know him, he is about the same age as you, and he is in the same country.

He was the first heir of the nobleman Langlak, Oyanzhe. ”

When Lan Qingchuan returned to the villa, Ling Haofeng took out a painting from the trunk. This is Linton's first work, made by his young sojourn in RB, and it is a cherry blossom that blooms extremely vigorously in summer. He gave it to Lan Qingchuan as a greeting gift. The butler who came later took it, and the canvas was already delicately framed, with a transparent glass, and it was not light in her hand.

"Miss, this ......"

"Just hang it in my room and replace the original still life painting."

"Yes." The housekeeper then left.

"I had a great day. Thank you. After instructing the housekeeper, Lan Qingchuan turned his head, his pale black eyes seemed to be filled with light, and Ling Haofeng lost his mind for a moment.

He smiled and sat in the car, his expression gentle, his midnight pupils brighter than usual, and he waved at her, "Goodbye." Rest early. ”

Evening.

After bathing, Lan Qingchuan stepped into the room and saw the painting at a glance.

This is a beautiful picture of cherry blossoms, with a gold-plated and thick carved border, which looks a little old, but the glass is clean and there is no dirt at all, and you can clearly see the beautiful painting under the glass.

With the blue sky as the background, clusters of cherry blossoms fall into the lake from the sky, and the whole painting is beautiful and elegant with turquoise and bright pink. If you look closely, you can see that the bottom of the painting is a little lacking, but the emotions revealed are more pure and rich than the huge cherry blossom picture in the exhibition hall.

Mother Lan Yuange loved cherry blossoms all her life, and she herself was a woman as soft as cherry blossoms. But although it is beautiful, it is also short-lived, which is regrettable.

Thinking of this, Lan Qingchuan's gaze as he stared at the picture sank, and the rich sadness lingered in his chest. It took a long time for her to take a breath and slowly take these emotions back.

S City International Hotel.

Ou Yanzhe was supported layer by layer and walked into the VIP channel.

The elevator ascended to the presidential suite on the top floor.

In the huge room, there were finally only two people left.

Light gold walls.

Dome in the form of petals.

Layers of brocade curtains.

It was already the moment when the city was full of sunshine, standing in front of the huge glass window, the young man was silent, his whole body was cold, and he clearly had gentle and soft bright blonde hair, and at this time, even the sunset could not soften his deep water-like breath.

He had obviously faded from his immaturity, in the prime of his youth. His eyes are too deep, his momentum is too noble and compelling, like a luxurious but incomparably deep ink painting.

Joey's butler is half-old, but he is one of the few people around him who is familiar with him. He called him the young lord, and since he was young, he has accompanied him until now, watching him grow up day by day, calm and calm day by day, and admirable day by day.

His young lord is the best heir to the Longerake family in history.