The sunset was draped in the sunset, lying on the cloud bed, yawning lazily.

The warm yellow light poured into the streets and alleys, and the two figures came hand in hand.

The short girl has a round face, with two maid buns on her head, and is bitterly persuading the tall and cold-looking girl in front of her.

"Miss, let's go back, if you don't go back for dinner, the lord and the lady should be worried."

"No return."

The short girl is called Xiaoyue, and the person she calls Miss is the only daughter of Lan Weiming, the richest businessman in Los Angeles, Lan Yangjin.

The Lan family's status in Los Angeles is as famous as its housework.

Lan Weiming has been taking concubines since the death of the original spouse in childbirth, and so far, there have been eighteen concubines, the smallest of which is smaller than Lan Yangjin.

However, Lan Weiming has only had one daughter in Lan Yangjin over the years.

Many people envy Lan Weiming's wealth in their hearts, but they love to gloat at the lips, making so much money, can't even give birth to a son?

Lan Weiming loves this lone seedling very much, and his food and clothing are all the most precious.

This pet has been spoiled until now.

This year, Lanyang Jin is twenty-eight years old, and it is said that at this age, he is either married or talking about marriage.

However, she rejected countless people who came to her door to ask for marriage, and those who couldn't succeed began to slander her.

The three of them became tigers, and all of them made money, and over the years, she became a joke in Los Angeles.

Today, the father and those aunts in the family took a lot of portraits of young talents in the city and asked her to choose one of them.

She was annoyed, so she came out to breathe.

This is nearly a day.

She doesn't like to meet with people she doesn't know and finalize the major events of her life.

So much so, over the years, she has become more and more disgusted with the arranged marriage of her parents' orders, and gradually revealed her resistance mentality.

Xiaoyue was still persuading, Lan Yangjin said coldly: "Say one more word, and you will go back to the house." ”

Xiaoyue immediately covered her mouth.

Mademoiselle is a man of her word.

I'm really afraid that she will be driven back, and when the time comes, the lord and more than a dozen aunts will come over to ask her, and then it will be the first two big.

At this time, Xiaoyue could somewhat understand Miss's mood.

Three women in one play, but there are several plays at home.

And the master alone can top ten plays.

If she were a young lady, she would rather wander outside than go back.

Lan Yangjin doesn't understand, why do people get married and have children?

Isn't it good to be alone?

With a father who hurts and has money to spend, isn't it good for her to be a little rich woman?

Lan Yangjin walked aimlessly, and Xiaoyue followed step by step.

The two of them walked further and further away until they reached a dim alley.

At this time, several ruffian bastards surrounded him.

"Little lady, play with Lao Tzu."

Lan Yangjin's expression did not change, and he looked at them coldly: "Play? What qualifications do you have? ”

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the girl wore a silver-white chrysanthemum blue-collar placket, covered with a silver-white cloak, with a slender posture and white skin like ice and snow.

The ruffians were stunned, they didn't expect to be able to stop such a beautiful woman with a casual stop, it's really shit luck.

"How can we not be qualified, our reputation is said to frighten you."

Tang Li couldn't eat a drawer of steamed dumplings, she held her chin, drank the tea sent by the store, watched Xiaobawang take a bite and solve the fifth drawer of steamed dumplings.

Suddenly, Yu Guang glanced at the entrance of the alley in front of him, and someone was molesting a woman from a good family.

[Lan Yangjin: I was urged to marry, I was so tired. 】