Hearing this delicate voice, Lan Pingdi's brows wrinkled almost inaudibly.
The girl who called him had wavy brown hair, bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin. Her height of 1.76 meters was not considered very tall among models, but her body proportions were excellent.
Against the background of the elegant black skirt made by her, her curves are moving.
"Master, I'll come." The driver was brought from e-city. He took Lan Pingdi's luggage and walked behind.
"Pingdi, the plane was delayed by an hour, which made me wait for so long."
Wang Wei's tone was a bit coquettish, and she looked at Lan Pingdi with her big eyes. Although she was complaining, there was a gentle smile on her face.
"Why are you suddenly free to come to France?" Lan Pingdi asked as he walked forward, his tone neither salty nor cool.
"I just finished attending a large catwalk show, and I'm going to take a break. What, you're not welcome?"
Wang Wei caught up with her and asked her playfully, tilting her head.
"I don't care." Raising his eyebrows, Lan Pingdi looked at the rear door opened by the driver, moved his eyebrows, and opened the door of the passenger seat: "I'm used to sitting in the front lately, Wang Wei, please sit in the back."
"Lan Pingdi, you..." Stomping her feet, Wang Wei got into the car and gritted her teeth secretly. It was obvious that she didn't want to sit with her. Although her attitude towards her was not good in the past, her alienation was not so obvious.
She thought of the conversation she overheard when she woke up from her nap yesterday, and her slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
Lan Pingdi gave Wang Wei's words perfunctory answers along the way. Thinking of his mother's nagging when he got home, he became upset. In the end, he just said it all and closed his eyes to pretend not to hear.
**
Knowing that he didn't like to eat food on the plane, the maid started to prepare Chinese food after receiving Wang Wei's call. Seeing her son coming back, Mrs. Lan's brows finally relaxed. This time, she really didn't lie to her and came back on time.
"Di, come to mom's room after dinner. I have something to tell you." Mrs. Lan sat opposite Di on the blue screen and whispered.
"Mom, I'm very sleepy right now. I'll take a nap to get over the jet lag. I'll find you when I wake up."
Glancing at Wang Wei who was sitting next to Mrs. Lan, Lan Pingdi wiped her mouth and forced a smile to her mother.
"Okay, let's go take a nap." Mrs. Lan nodded and smiled softly. After all, he was her biological son. After flying for more than ten hours, she felt very distressed. Even if she thought the matter was important,
I also want him to be energetic before we talk.
Lan Pingdi's room was on the second floor, and the decoration was very bright. He loosened his tie, smiled at the person in the mirror, and frowned again: this smile is really ugly.
He never likes to have a sullen face and always looks cheerful, but when he thinks about marriage, he can't help but frown again and again. Especially when he saw Wang Wei and his mother being affectionate just now, he felt even more depressed.
, he knew very well that he did not like Wang Wei.
**
"Auntie, Pingdi doesn't seem to like me living here. Otherwise, I'd better go back to my own home." Seeing Lan Pingdi disappear on the second floor, Wang Wei took Mrs. Lan's hand, her beautiful face covered with a layer of darkness.
gloomy.
"How could you not like it? This child has just come back and is too tired from flying. Don't think too much. Auntie likes you. You are beautiful and sensible. Come, let's sit in the small garden and talk to auntie." Mrs. Lan said softly.