In the dark night, Ou Yuanlan took Lin Qingqing's hand extremely accurately, and then put her hand into the crook of his arm. "Let's go." His voice was cold, but it gave people a sense of security.

After this series of actions, Lin Qingqing had already been teased early in the morning and didn't even have the ability to think. A man can take her hand so gently and put it in the crook of his arm, this must be a plot only in fairy tales.

She raised her head, looked at Ou Yuanlan, and nodded intoxicated. When she saw his starry eyes, Lin Qingqing's heart almost stopped beating for half a beat, and it wasn't until the little heart in her chest resumed beating again that she finally reacted.

Walking into this palatial castle, Lin Qingqing saw what it means to be a truly rich man's life. The marble floor was like a piece of black jade, and the high heels and leather shoes made a nice crunch when they hit it. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling emits the glow of fireflies, warm but elegant.

The decoration and decoration in this room are also Gothic court style, although Lin Qingqing has only seen it on TV, but she still has some understanding. Looking at the European-style spiral staircase with golden handrails, the retro brown cowhide sofa, everything exudes the copper smell of the rich.

"Why is there no one?" Lin Qingqing asked Ou Yuanlan on the side in a low voice.

Indeed, from the time he walked into the castle to the time he stood there, Lin Qingqing didn't even see anyone. Shouldn't it be a castle full of servants, and the masters enjoy the food and wine in the house?

Walking up the stairs, Ou Yuanlan stopped again. "No matter what you see or hear, don't speak." He admonished.

Although I don't know why Ou Yuanlan arranged it like this, but for a moment, Lin Qingqing really naively thought that this person would not harm her. So, driven by this naivety, she nodded very seriously.

Step by step, step by step, the higher he went, the more Lin Qingqing could feel the anger on Ou Yuanlan's body getting heavier. For some reason, she felt that this man seemed different from him who had just been outside.

Against the black background, the dangerous aura on Ou Yuanlan's body seemed to fade a little. But under this bright light, the bloodthirsty aura on his body suddenly became heavy again.

As the door of the banquet hall on the second floor was opened, Lin Qingqing really saw what it was called a rich man's wine pool meat forest. In front of an extremely large European-style white tabletop, there are a bunch of laborers sitting neatly in front of the table.

How long the long table was, Lin Qingqing couldn't judge for a while. Anyway, this room is very big, even as big as all the rooms in her house combined, or even bigger.

Same marble floors as downstairs, but with slightly different stucco in the interior. The whole banquet hall is in a European court style, so even the wallpaper on the wall has a complicated pattern.

The crystal chandeliers in the ballroom are a little more blazing than those downstairs, and seem to have been specially created to bring out the best in the food. Under this light, the various dishes and knives and forks on the table with golden plates reflect the same fluorescence.

Lin Qingqing looked up at the people in the room with some curiosity, but found that everyone else seemed to be looking at her as well. She lowered her head a little weakly, and didn't dare to look up again. I have to say that this Ou family is really huge. Looking at the people seated, there were at least twenty or thirty people.

"Ou Yuanlan, you're late." An old man sitting on the throne said coldly. Although there is no rebuke in the words, it is not mixed with a trace of emotion at all in the ears of others.

Listening to this old man's questioning, Lin Qingqing suddenly felt very impulsive and wanted to explain that Ou Yuanlan was late because he was waiting for her. But in the end, the words came to the lips but could not be spoken. At the critical moment, she suddenly remembered that Ou Yuanlan had told her that no matter what happened today, there was no need for her to speak.

Not long after she obediently shut up, Lin Qingqing heard the people around her dragging her and walked straight forward. "There's a lot going on in the company today." His voice was also cold, even colder than usual.

Glancing at the man beside him, Lin Qingqing suddenly felt that they were a little sympathetic. Although Ou Yuanlan is really much stronger than her, after all, in this family, he still has the right to speak. Unlike her, she can only go against the grain.

After taking a seat, everyone's eyes wandered away on her even more unscrupulously. Lin Qingqing, who felt the gaze of others, was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head, like a little daughter.

In front of these so-called celebrities and sons, she is like an exhibit full of retro atmosphere. This feeling made Lin Qingqing's inferiority complex carefully hidden in her heart come out again, making her feel that she was out of place with the person she was doing.

"This is my wife, Lin Qingqing." Ou Yuanlan introduced briefly and forcefully.

Like everyone present, Lin Qingqing also looked at him with a frightened gaze. Although she didn't know why these people were frightened, she was really worried. After all, no matter why the eldest lady of the Lin family or Ou Yuanlan's wife is used, it is just a lie.

Not long after this sentence was finished, Lin Qingqing hadn't even come out of this sincere and fearful feeling, and the old man who had just spoken began to speak again. "Nonsense!" This time, his tone was no longer cold, but with a hint of anger.

This sudden anger made Lin Qingqing a little frightened, she didn't know whether this sentence was aimed at her or her marriage with Ou Yuanlan. If she were a bystander, she would probably think that two people who are not in the same household and have too big a family gap are messing around together.

Ou Yuanlan was much calmer in comparison, he silently picked up the goblet, and then shook the liquid in the cup against the cold light of the crystal lamp. Then he brought the cup to his lips, and with a movement of his wrist, the burgundy liquid from the quilt ran down his rolling Adam's apple into his stomach.

"Grandpa, it's my own business." Although Ou Yuanlan called grandpa in his mouth, Lin Qingqing could feel it, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Lin Qingqing, who was sitting on the side, was silent, he didn't dare to make any sound, and he didn't dare to make any noise. She regretted that she had added this class today, and now she felt like she was on pins and needles.

This sentence successfully annoyed the elder of the Ou family, Old Man Ou. The red wine on the table was still untouched, and he directly swept it to the ground angrily. The cups made a crisp clatter on the black marble floor, and then turned into broken glass flowers. The burgundy liquid and glass flowers complement each other, exuding a strange beauty in the cold light of the crystal lamp.