Lan Qingchuan tidied up his clothes, looked at it and saw that there was nothing wrong, and went to the living room. Ou Yanzhe sat here and waited for about ten minutes before Lan Qingchuan came. She came on foot, and the front hall was too far from the small annex at the back, and it wouldn't be too fast to walk over. She deliberately asked him to wait, because Ou Yanzhe's recent actions were too tight and too hard.

Ou Yanzhe raised his eyes, Lan Qingchuan had a white face, her figure looked thin again, she pulled her long hair loosely, and looked at him gloomily, meeting his gaze.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed man smiled, smiling softly and without thinking. But when I touched those eyes, I found that everything was not like that. Those eyes are too deep, like the deep sea under the night sky, hiding scheming and calculations that cannot be known, and there is no bottom in sight. When you look at him, you will really feel that his pleasant skin is too hypocritical.

Lan Qingchuan sat down, his fingers tightly pinching the pattern on the cuffs of the cardigan. She didn't speak well, "What are you doing here?" Your Excellency the Marquis? ”

Ou Yanzhe smiled, "Naturally, I was looking for you to discuss things." ”

"My uncle is not in the manor, so it's useless for you to consult with me." As she spoke, she was about to give the order to evict the guests, "Marquis, please go back." ”

"Miss Lan, don't you want to hear what I have to discuss with you?" He chuckled lowly, not caring about her attitude, and added, "I'm here for the marriage of the two families. ”

"The party is here, where do you still need to find your uncle?"

Lan Qingchuan's heart was shocked, and sure enough, there was nothing good for him to find. He is so good at persecuting people, don't you know that she and her family have no good feelings for him?

"I can't possibly agree, Mr. Langerak."

"If the Lan family wants to maintain its status now, there is only one way to get married. Miss Lan, you might as well think about it. Ou Yanzhe looked at her frowning brows and continued, "Although it is to use each other, it is better than fighting alone. In this way, your family will also be able to save a lot of effort. ”

"If I don't agree, do you want to continue with your actions?"

He smiled, as if looking at a child, "Today, we don't talk about assumptions. ”

Lan Qingchuan was silent.

"Please return, Lord Marquis."

Ou Yanzhe went to the palace in the afternoon, and Sentwa did not understand his recent activities. The Lan family was the most favored Asian family in Margaret's era, and now the throne has changed, but it is also one of the heroes. Although Centwa was guarding against its sudden rise from seclusion, he didn't expect that Ou Yanzhe would already attack it so soon.

"It's going to throw your balance out of balance. Hiko, you should understand. "Sentwa wasn't too satisfied.

"Moreover, the financial turmoil has not subsided, and it is unreasonable for you to deal with the Lan clan at this time. Lan Yuanli often lives abroad, and there is only one Lan Qingchuan in the Lan family's manor. Hiko, you're not very kind. ”

"Auntie, the little girl is amazing, my actions like this are nothing." Sentwa couldn't get anything out of his mouth, but told him, "You have to be measured. Otherwise, Lan Yuanli found the palace, and I couldn't help you. ”

"I know."

Later, Sentewa learned that Ou Yanzhe dealt with the Lan family like this, and it turned out that he had fallen in love with someone else's young lady and wanted to marry him back as his wife.

Lan Yuanli flew back once, because he heard that the old father was in a bad situation. Lan Qingchuan sat in the old man's bedroom, looking at his uncle with a tired face. So far, her uncle has been elegant and gentle, handling affairs with ease, and has never been what he is now. It can be seen that the situation is so serious that he has to do his best.

"Uncle, how's the situation over there?"

She asked in a low voice. A few days ago, I heard that one of its listed companies was facing bankruptcy, and I don't know how her uncle handled it in Washington.

Lan Yuanli shook his head, looked at Lan Zongrong in a coma, leaned down and wiped his face.