Lan Xuanhan was leaning against her office door, looking at Lao Xia calmly. Lao Xia was startled. She hadn't seen Lan Xuanhan for a long time, but he was still the same.
It's just that it's much quieter.
Lao Xia raised her eyebrows slightly, and Lan Xuanhan came over and put his hands on her desk.
"Long time no see, little lady, do you miss me?"
Lan Xuanhan smiled ambiguously and reached out to touch Lao Xia's face. Lao Xia leaned back with a calm and playful smile on her face.[
"I was thinking about when you would invite us to a wedding banquet."
Lao Xia's eyes stared closely at Lan Xuanhan.
Lan Xuanhan's eyes suddenly dimmed.
Marriage? Marriage is so far away for him. The candidate in his heart is Lao Xia, but it is no longer possible to marry Lao Xia.
But he still doesn't want to get married, or he still has a little extravagant hope for Lao Xia.
He waited quietly, hoping for a miracle.
Because the Bai family has always been a big family, it is difficult to accommodate a woman who is infertile.
As for Lan Xuanhan, he doesn't mind, not to mention that Mrs. Lan...has become like this now.
Without Lao Xia, Lan Jing would not be able to escape the punishment of the law, because their opponent is Bai Anyuan.
"Cough cough cough..."
Someone coughed softly outside the door. Lan Xuanhan stood still, but saw Jian Hong walking in charmingly.
Lan Xuanhan raised his eyebrows, and Jian Hong smiled strangely, "Why, seeing you like this, doesn't it mean that you don't have beauty?"
Lan Xuan coldly snorted and smiled coldly at his first love.
"I can't hold a beautiful woman back, but you, my old sweetheart, can't hold a beautiful man back either."
Jian Hong smiled and didn't care.
Walking in front of Lao Xia, "Are you free?"
Lao Xia nodded. As a pianist, she was actually the most idle. After all, she only composed her own music and did not accompany others.
"Then go to a place with me, okay?"
There was a slight pleading in Jian Hong's tone, and Lan Xuanhan was a little surprised, "I'm sorry, Lao Xia asked me to have afternoon tea." [
Lao Xia glanced at him and said, "Lan Xuanhan, you have learned another skill now."
"What?" Lan Xuanhan smiled half-heartedly.
"Lie." Lao Xia smiled lightly and put away the things on the table.
Lan Xuan coldly snorted, suppressing the sadness in his heart and not looking at Lao Xia.