9. Meet on a narrow road
"Kiyokawa." Mrs. Ling stepped forward to take her hand, smiled gently, and after looking at her, she exclaimed, "The longer it is, the better it looks." ”
"Aunt Ling, good evening." Lan Qingchuan bent the corners of his mouth, smiled at Ling Haofeng again, and led them into the venue.
"The last time we met in a hurry, I didn't recognize you for a while. After returning to China, are you still used to life? ”
After Mrs. Ling left, Ling Haofeng handed Lan Qingchuan a glass of juice, his eyes were like midnight, but they were clear and clear, without impurities.
He's always been like that.
Ling Haofeng was two years older than her, and when she was taken to the Ling family when she was five years old, he took care of her like a brother, warm and soft.
"I'm fine." Looking at the shadow of Yixiang and sideburns, the lights were broken, and Lan Qingchuan said softly. There was less closeness at that time, and more indifference that he was unfamiliar with, looming.
The lights were too bright, Ling Haofeng had always been careful, and naturally saw the indifference and loneliness in her eyes that did not match the girls of the same age. It's like she's been walking alone all along.
Ling Haofeng was shocked for a while.
He was extremely familiar with the Lan incident that caused a sensation in the country at that time, and naturally knew the irreconcilable contradictions between Lan Qingchuan and Fang Yuzhong's father and daughter. Subsequently, Lan Qingchuan was taken to his grandfather's place to grow up so far, although he didn't talk about it, it is estimated that he has a heart disease.
He was already a familiar stranger to her, and there were many things that he couldn't ask in detail. He thought for a while, and Lan Qingchuan had already walked away.
Lan Qingchuan is young and grew up abroad, and after the banquet began, it was inconvenient for her to give a speech in front of many celebrities. So this banquet became a place where her father Fang Yuzhong was good at dancing with long sleeves.
Unexpectedly, she met Zhi Jingrou and Fang Xue.
Zhi Jingrou was dressed in a brocade cheongsam, her skin was white and beautiful, and she hid a sharp and sharp aura, although she was laughing, her smile was too fake. can't compare to her mother's gentleness and softness, and her temperament is outstanding.
She ignored the gentle smile that Zhi Jingrou raised, and didn't even say hello, as if she didn't want to see her at all.
Fang Xue was already angry, and when she saw her despising her mother so much, she shouted: "Lan Qingchuan, how can you treat your mother like this?" ”
The voice was neither loud nor small, although it could not alarm others, but it was enough for her to hear. Lan Qingchuan turned his head to look at her, his eyes mocking and indifferent.
Fang Xue was born in the market, and she would not be as unclear as she is now, otherwise she would not have let Fang Yuzhong recognize her as her stepdaughter. She should know that Zhi Jingrou is a woman that the Lan clan's higher-ups don't recognize, let alone a stepmother. She and Fang Yuzhong have been separated for many years, and there is not much left of the father-daughter relationship, which kind of mother is Zhi Jingrou?
Fang Xue said this to disgust her.
Lan Qingchuan was already graceful and beautiful, and his appearance was extremely prosperous, looking at Fang Xue with such an eye, he was also much higher in momentum. She didn't want to talk to her, but the unhappiness of these days made her frown, and she stared at Fang Xue coldly:
"You know, my surname is Lan, not Fang."
Many people secretly said that Fang Yuzhong had his current status by borrowing the east wind of the Lan family's daughter, and the Lan family was a real nobleman. And Zhijing Rou and Fang Xue just snuggled up to Fang Yuzhong on the first day, which made the Lan clan's command even more displeased. When Lan Qingchuan said this, he was already a slap in the face.
Fang Xue reacted, Lan Qingchuan had already walked to the outdoor sky garden alone. She was about to catch up with the theory, but Zhi Jingrou grabbed her and shook her head.