The guards outside the door have all been taken away by Lan Yangjin, and there is no one outside.

Tang Li felt even more guilty in his heart.

All the way back to the Hanlin Pavilion, the two of them didn't have much luggage, and each person packed up a burden.

Today's recruitment, almost all the people in the city have seen Tang Li's appearance, for the reputation of Lanyang Jin, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time.

The two avoided the crowd and hurried towards the city gate.

Blue House backyard.

Lan Weiming hurried over, her daughter's eyes were wet red, obviously crying.

"Come on, go and tie that stinky boy back for me!"

As soon as he said this, he was grabbed by Lan Yangjin's arm.

Lan Weiming patted the back of her hand, and held back her anger and said with relief: "Don't worry, our Lan family, we will eat everything, just don't suffer a loss, Dad will never let you suffer this loss in vain." ”

Lan Yangjin smiled and shook his head: "Dad, I changed my mind, I won't marry Tang Li." ”

Lan Weiming was stunned: "No, Jin'er, didn't you like that stinky boy before?" ”

Lan Yangjin's long eyelashes fell, covering the sadness at the bottom of his eyes, and said in the same tone as usual: "Only when people are at an important juncture will they recognize their hearts and understand what they want, Daddy-"

Lan Weiming hurriedly sighed.

Lan Yangjin looked at his father fixedly and said, "Jin'er doesn't want to get married so early, life is short, I still have to do something interesting, and I hope my father can do it." ”

Lan Weiming was puzzled: "What do you mean by something interesting?" ”

Lan Yang Jin replied seriously: "This time I took care of the Hanlin Pavilion, Jin'er realized the fun of doing business, so I want to follow you to learn how to take care of the industry, what does Daddy think?" ”

Lan Weiming was ecstatic in his heart.

Jin'er has always resisted doing business, he used to want to not inherit if he didn't inherit, so it's a big deal to recruit a door-to-door son-in-law to take care of him for him.

Now Jin'er has offered to inherit the family business, which is even more satisfying to him than recruiting ten sons-in-law.

"Jin'er, Daddy said that you have this talent, and your own business still needs to be managed by your own people, Dad can rest assured, since you have the heart, then from tomorrow, you will learn from Daddy, but you are not allowed to lie to Daddy."

Lan Yang Jin smiled: "When did Jin'er lie to you?" ”

Lan Weiming nodded and smiled: "That's too, as for this family matter, if you don't tie it, you won't get it, and your father will arrange it for you." ”

Lan Yang Jin stepped forward and hugged him: "Daddy, you are so good to Jin'er." ”

His daughter's sudden revelation of true feelings made Lan Weiming, a big old man, not know where to put his hands and feet, he touched his daughter's hair awkwardly, and said confidently: "Dad is such a treasure in your heart, not good for you, good for whom?" ”

"Thank you Daddy, my daughter will definitely study hard and take over the Lan family as soon as possible, so that you can relax and relax for the rest of your life."

"Daddy waits!"

After Lan Weiming left the backyard with brisk and smug steps, the smile on Lan Yangjin's face dissipated.

She leaned in the direction of the city gate through the window: "Have the people left the city?" ”

Xiaoyue replied: "Ah Da came to report, he has left the city safely." ”

Lan Yangjin frowned: "That's good." ”

Xiaoyue said angrily: "Miss, why don't you tell the truth to the master, let the master give you anger, you see that this wedding banquet is temporarily suspended, tomorrow you will become a joke in the whole Los Angeles, you can swallow this breath, the slave can't swallow it!" ”

The corners of Lan Yangjin's mouth floated with a touch of self-deprecation: "If I really catch her for questioning, I will really become a joke." ”

She looked down at the purse she had embroidered by herself, which was a Los Angeles custom, and the newlywed wife wanted to make a personal object for her father-in-law.

She clenched tightly, tears falling like beads of broken thread.

That day, under the mottled wall, the thin figure of the young man protected her in front.

On that day, the second daughter laughed, and the young man defended her in every word.

On that day, the courtyard was deep, and the young man coaxed her with wine and laughter.

……

From now on, there is a grave in my heart, where the surviving are buried.