Shen Qingtang walked briskly home, with a strange excitement in his heart.

The original purpose of the trip was not achieved, and according to her temperament, she should have been depressed for a while, but at this moment, it is like returning from enjoying the scenery.

Bright joy filled my heart, and it seemed to be a great reward to be able to see the man who was like snow on this trip.

She has an almost obsessive devotion to art and beautiful things, and even Su's grandmother is worried about it, for fear that her favorite granddaughter will one day go crazy and become a madman.

However, this unreality is like falling into the clouds, and when you see a familiar figure wandering at the door of your house, you immediately fall into reality, cruel and cold.

Moran caught a glimpse of her figure, his eyes lit up, but his tone couldn't stop gloating: "Now, you know what will happen if you offend me!" ”

Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and the appearance of a pampered lady returned, with the certainty of victory: "However, as long as you agree to my conditions and marry into the Jiang family for Mingyue, then everything is easy to say." After all, you don't want that dead old woman's hard work to be ruined, do you? ”

Shen Qingtang lowered his eyes, his soft long hair hung down on his thin shoulders, and his delicate and fair cheeks were even more lovable, docile and innocent.

"So, does he know about this," she said softly, "will he agree to me marrying him for Shen Mingyue?" ”

Jiang Qingyan is not a person who can be manipulated by others, and besides, he has a deep affection for Shen Mingyue, and he can endure such grievances.

What's in it for him?

The name of the inheritor of Su embroidery is just good, what does she compare with Shen Mingyue, who was raised in the pile of gold and jade?

Do you rely on good looks?

But Shen Mingyue is also a famous beauty, and as long as you are willing to dress up as a young girl, there is nothing bad about it.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Mo Lan looked at her condescendingly, and his tone carried a hint of charity: "Mr. Jiang is married to the daughter of the Shen family, it doesn't matter who it is. It's just right, he likes Mingyue. ”

It's a marriage, but the Jiang and Shen families don't seem to be in the right household.

So he insisted on marrying the daughter of the Shen family for the sake of face?

She looked at Moran gently, but there was a firmness in her words that could not be refused: "I have two conditions, you must agree. First, you immediately express your willingness to invest in the exhibition hall and sign a contract. Otherwise, we won't talk about it. ”

Moran sneered and said, "Okay, this little money is not worth mentioning to me. Don't forget, I'm still the eldest lady of the Mo family. ”

The Mo family is in the clothing business, and the scale can be ranked among the best in the country, and the financial resources are indeed amazing.

But when Mo Lan mentioned it at this time, it clearly had a different meaning - if Shen Qingtang mistakenly thought that he could go sideways by marrying into the Jiang family, it would be a big mistake.

Jiang Qingyan would not tear his face with the Mo and Shen families for an insignificant woman, not to mention that there was a Shen Mingyue he loved in the middle.

What is Shen Qingtang?

But she just bent her eyes, and the faint fragrance bloomed, like a very pure white and flawless jasmine: "Second, I want to meet Mr. Jiang." ”

Moran's momentary jealousy prevailed, the woman named Su Xin smiled softly many years ago, and easily stole her husband's heart, and now that slut's daughter is going to snatch her daughter's husband again.

She had a complicated and subtle taste in her heart, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but when the words came to her mouth, she changed her mind: "I am only responsible for passing on the word, and I can't influence Mr. Jiang's decision." ”

Jiang Qingyan is different from Shen Yan, who is a peacock in his bones, he seems to be cold and unkind, but he is overly paranoid about the people and objects he looks at.

Mo Lan comforted himself quite comfortably, he liked his own delicate girl Shen Mingyue, not this empty village girl Shen Qingtang.

Just thinking about it like this, she seemed to have won Su Xin again, and felt the joy of revenge.

Although she doesn't know what Shen Mingyue likes about a decisive and ruthless man in the business world?

But love is unreasonable after all, maybe he appreciates Shen Mingyue's true temperament of daring to love and hate.

There is no way to make a game and deceive his mother and daughter.

"I understand," Shen Qingtang took out the key in the canvas bag, and his long, curled eyelashes blocked his glass-like eyes, "If he doesn't want to see me, I won't force it." But, you can't help but pass the word, I'll ask him. ”

At this time, it was not yet seven o'clock, and it was still too late to make a fire and cook.

Shen Qingtang thought casually, gently pushed the door open, pulled out the key and pinched it in the palm of his hand, and looked back sideways.

It seems that in the ancient paintings, the beautiful ladies are alive in the world.

She blinked her eyes and said softly, "You're so upset, you're waiting here early in the morning, and your hair is half wet." Since it is mutually beneficial, please be respectful to my grandmother and call me 'Mrs. Su', otherwise I would rather die in the net." ”

"You...... That's a good job! ”

Moran was said to be broken, and his high arrogance could no longer be maintained.

She was angry and anxious, clenched her fists and rushed over, intending to teach Shen Qingtang a good lesson.

It's a pity that many years of pampered life have made her far less dexterous than Shen Qingtang, who has a thin posture, and her white and tender fists slammed in front of the closed iron door, making her scream "oops" in pain.

Shen Qingtang bent the corners of her mouth coldly, she was not a pet raised by her owner, she only needed to hit a stick and give a sweet date to tame her.

"Is Tang Tang back? What's the sound outside? ”

Grandma Su's old voice came from the house, followed by the friction of getting out of bed and putting on shoes.

The soundproofing of the old house is not good, but Grandma Su's worry about her is also obvious.

It's so easy to wake up, it must be a night without sleeping.

The tip of Shen Qingtang's nose was sour, and the bitter and astringent indescribable taste emerged at the tip of his heart: he also said that he would inherit his family education and work hard to be filial to his grandmother, but he didn't do anything.

When she realized that she had never had half of her disgust and resistance to marrying Jiang Qingyan, she understood what she really longed for in her heart.

It's just that I've been suppressing my mind and don't want to think about it, but the confinement over the years has been broken down, and it's hard to turn back after all.

How ridiculous, since she was a child, she was determined to sacrifice her whole life to Su Xiu, and suddenly tasted the taste of unrequited love overnight, and took it as a guide.

Even the object of lovesickness is still a man who loves his sister, forcing her to die the daughter of her mother's enemy.

Is it greedy for that little bit of warmth that you have never had, or is it reluctant to give up that moment of security, hoping to find a backer in the storm?

She really wasn't a good girl, and she lived up to everyone's expectations as always.

As she had done many times, she never told her grandmother about the isolation and bullying she received when she went out to study.

It's the same this time.

Shen Qingtang said in a bright voice: "It's a wild cat, I used to feed it every morning, but today it was late, so I was so anxious that I screamed." I don't know how much I remember how much I saved it. ”