Ou Yanzhe is now powerful, and whenever everyone thinks that he has no possibility of continuing to rise, he can always shake everyone's perception again and again. Even her father can see that Ou Yanzhe has an unlimited future.

Martha's heart was secretly moved, especially when she thought of the noble and handsome face like the moon.

It's no wonder that she has crooked thoughts, many women in Paris have such thoughts. The young Blue Lady of the Rose Castle has long since broken with Langerak, but it is only a name. This is a tacit fact.

Ou Yanzhe probably has something important, otherwise he wouldn't be here in person, and he still has Clarence by his side. Martha waited outside Lian Hui's office for a quarter of an hour before Oyanzhe walked out with a look of surprise.

He has always smiled on his face, and no emotion leaks. When he first entered, his face was expressionless, but after a while, the whole person was indeed angry. Martha glanced at Joey, who had just entered, and even Backtrack and Clarence followed him with an inexplicable expression. Ou Yanzhe walked over without squinting, and his steps were extremely fast. As he walked by, Martha raised her eyes and quickly glanced at the papers in Joey's hand.

It was just a black-and-white printed report, Chinese, dense, she didn't see anything else, but the people on a few photos could see it clearly.

The photo was blurry, but it wasn't Lan Qingchuan.

Her heart tightened, and when she looked up, the crowd had already walked away surrounded the young marquis.

Joey didn't expect that the young master would be furious with this gossip information that could be seen through at a glance. He has always looked down on these unpopular reports, but now that the character has been replaced by Lan Qingchuan, he can't sit down anymore.

"Let Lian's family help, this kind of thing, I don't want to see it a second time."

Ou Yanzhe loosened his neckline, and heard his old butler soothe: "Young master, young lady won't." That was all in the past. ”

"Won't?" He chuckled, unclear, "She's determined to leave, and the agreement has been handed to me." You say she won't? ”

Joey was startled, and after a moment of silence, he said, "No." The young master is still in the castle. ”

"If she is determined to leave, and the child is willing to give up?"

"This ......"

"Joey, you know, Winter has already been abandoned by her." Ou Yanzhe sneered, "With the first time, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be a second time." As long as I don't let go, how long can she endure with me? ”

Joey was completely silent.

His young master, noble and proud so far, it is impossible to bow his head and be soft, even if he is a person who is relieved, it just so happens that Young Lady Lan is also a person who does not admit defeat, so if he cares about it, when will he be the head.

"Even if she has full wings, she will never take Dongyu away." The young marquis's eyes flashed with deep blue, and his face was extremely handsome, but his eyes were desolate.

Lan Qingchuan completely sat in the chief position of the Lan branch in the third year, and the entire building only knew Xiao Lan, and even Fang Yuzhong's status had declined, and he was pressed by her.

Fang Yuzhong is an old ginger, Lan Yuanli's consideration is right, Lan Qingchuan has been cultivated by him, but he has sharpened his ice-like temperament, and his face does not change his color, and his mind is more and more thunderous and fierce.

In the end, she is like Fang Yuzhong, the man who has ignored her for more than ten years, the father who has been hated by her for more than ten years.

At a drinking party, Fang Yuzhong drank too much wine, got into the car and fell asleep. Lan Qingchuan sat beside him, quieted all the way, and sent him home. waited for the servants to wait for him to lie down on the bed with peace of mind, and Lan Qingchuan wanted to leave. When he went downstairs, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to take his coat, so he turned back. The door of Fang Yuzhong's room was open, the windows were open, and the smell of wine was not exhausted in the air circulation. Fang Yuzhong leaned over to get something on the carpet, he was not lightly drunk, and his expression was pale and trance-like. Lan Qingchuan approached, only to see him go to pick up a wallet on the blanket. She stepped forward to pick it up for him, and turned to look, but it had leaked out of the pocket of her coat, and the servant had not noticed. Fang Yuzhong took the wallet, but it was turned underneath, and there was a photo in the bottom cortex, he took it and wiped it gently.

Lan Qingchuan's heart skipped a beat at that time, and she leaned over, and this glance almost shocked half of her heart. Surprised, indignant, sad, funny and ridiculous.