It had been a month since Fang Yuzhong had returned safely from Paris. Lan Qingchuan's heart was depressed, and his physical condition was very unstable. Paris is not calm at the moment, but fortunately, Fang Chaozhong is fine.

Lan Qingchuan has now become a sick beauty of seven or eight points, most of the time her expression is sorrowful, her complexion is not good-looking, and she has something in her heart, and the whole person is in a state of weakness and tension.

"There is a lot of movement in Paris, and Ou Yanzhe's role in it is only heavy, not light. The business house, the military department, he almost single-handedly covered the sky. This is probably also the effect he wants. Fang Yuzhong frowned deeply, "This kind of movement can force a group of people to rebel." Ou Yanzhe's mind is unpredictable, just to see if he can control the situation by then. ”

"He has touched the interests of too many people, and it is not a matter of one or two years to uproot these people."

Lan Qingchuan took a sip of tea and only asked, "Uncle, has he made a decision?" "Lan Yuanli and Ou Yanzhe have torn their faces, and since the two families have parted ways, it is impossible for the Lan family to stand on his side. If it's not a friend, it's a clear enemy.

Lan Yuanli will not stand in line easily, he is not keen on politics and the military, but with the status of the Lan clan, even if he is unwilling, he will avoid the fate of not being involved.

"Marta Palace summoned a few times, he didn't want to, there was always someone who wanted him to think about it." Fang Yuzhong sneered.

Really. Lan Qingchuan closed his eyes.

"Taking advantage of the fact that Ou Yanzhe's focus is not on you now, in China, you can learn from me." The man retracted the sneer on his lips and turned his indifferent gaze: "You have always been smart, and you don't need me to teach you many things." It's just that you are not like me, you are more than calm, but you are not full of ruthlessness and judgment, this is the weakness, the heart is too soft, and it is easy to be calculated. ”

"Since it's for the family, your fragility and naivety should be taken care of." He said this, and added, "One day, you will have to face up to Ou Yanzhe." ”

At the end of the year, news came from Paris that York had lost power, and only the title of prince was retained, and all other real powers were stripped and temporarily handed over to Langerak. York's defeat silenced all forces in Paris for half a month. Half a month later, the Rose Castle feasted on the birthday of Langerak's one-year-old son. And the hostess of the former Rose Castle never showed up the whole time. The indescribably expensive young master was personally held by the marquis, with a pair of big blue eyes, and casually looked at every face that came around him one by one.

The Lan clan is now taboo, and under Ou Yanzhe's growing power, no one dares to mention it easily.

At the birthday banquet, no one from the Lan family was present. Everyone didn't say anything, but they already had a lot of speculation in their hearts.

As the moonlight fades and the guests disperse, Joey finds Oyanzhe in the garden outside the castle as the Rose Castle falls silent. The man wears a shirt and the coat is taken off and draped over the child. The young master had already fallen asleep, his fingers tugging at his father's blonde hair.

Joey stood silently behind him.

Ou Yanzhe's sharp and handsome face, at a glance, is actually intimidating and deep without anger and self-authority. He had already been tempered to perfection without hurting a single hair, but Joey felt some deep loneliness when he got close.

Dong Yu fell asleep peacefully in his arms, this child looked like Ou Yanzhe, eyebrows, eyes, smile, and even looked at people. Ou Yanzhe loved him and took him with him everywhere in the castle.

Ou Yanzhe never expected that Lan Qingchuan would not appear. For more than ten months, so many days, Dong Yu was still so young, she was ruthless to take a look at it in the future.

"She really hated me."