Lan Yichen still had a cold face, but her voice was lazy, "I'll go back with you."
Ling Xiaoqian hurriedly said, "No, today is a banquet hosted by the master. If you are not here, the master will be unhappy."
"Then you stay" Lan Yichen's very indifferent sentence, as if he was talking casually
Ling Xiaoqian was hesitating about how to refuse, and accidentally saw Ji Chuyang walking towards her. The scene that night half a year ago suddenly appeared in her mind, as if it was last night, that kind of tear
The severe pain of the crack made her tremble involuntarily
Ji Chuyang walked up to her, raised his lips coldly, but without any warmth
"Your girlfriend?" He asked Lan Yichen, but his eyes were fixed on Ling Xiaoqian
Under his cold gaze, Ling Xiaoqian felt as if he was staring naked, feeling uncomfortable all over. She turned her head and avoided his gaze
Lan Yichen looked at Ji Chuyang coldly without saying a word
At this time, Lan Yuhao walked over with Ye Suyi in his arms and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"
Ji Chuyang turned his eyes away and said coldly, "It's nothing, just say hello."
When Ye Suyi saw Ling Xiaoqian, her eyes were very dissatisfied, "Ling Xiaoqian, why did you come here?"
"Ling Xiaoqian?" Ji Chuyang said to himself, it turned out that her name was Ling Xiaoqian
Ling Xiaoqian faced Ye Suyi with a cold look, but said humbly, "I'll give the young master a coat, I'll go back now." After that, she looked at Lan Yichen, her eyes became much gentler, and even her tone was
, "Young Master, I'll go back first."
"I'll go back with you," Lan Yichen said, and was about to leave. How could Lan Yuhao let him go? He immediately scolded
"Don't leave. Today is your banquet. What's yours like if you are not here?"
Lan Yichen ignored it at all. Ling Xiaoqian was afraid that he would make the master unhappy again, so he hurriedly persuaded, "Young master, you still stay, it's only a few hours, and it's over soon." After pausing, she said, "I
Will stay and take care of you”
After hearing the following sentence, Lan Yichen stopped and retreated to that corner, leaning against the wall, bowing his head without saying a word.