None of the servants standing in the living room dared to speak or even take a breath.【&】
Although Lan Ruixiu looked up at Lan Sichen, his inherent majesty was no less impressive than Lan Sichen's.
Lan Sichen still had one hand on the armrest. When he coughed lightly, he couldn't help but cover his lips with his hand, trying to suppress the coughing sound as much as possible.
"Ruimao is gone, An Su is dead, Lan Sichen -" Lan Ruixiu said, his voice solemn and filled with murderous intent: "How should you explain to me?"
Lan Sichen coughed a few times and finally restrained himself. Yingxiu's brows could not hide the tiredness and said in a hoarse voice: "Tian Lan has been transferred to your name. As for An Su..."
There is no more words to say. The person is dead and there is no use in talking anymore.
The corner of Lan Ruixiu's mouth curled up with a cold arc, and he stared at him with a sneer. His cold voice sounded like it was coming from hell: "Lan Sichen, please get out of the Lan family."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and looked at Lan Ruixiu in astonishment, unable to believe their ears.
Wen Wanrou's face darkened, she pursed her lips and said, "Ruixiu."
"Do you need me to notify the media?" Lan Ruixiu shifted his gaze to Wen Wanrou, his eyes tightened, and he emphasized the word "Mom" in a serious tone.
Wen Wanrou stood there, her body obviously paused, and she didn't speak anymore. She just looked at Lan Sichen with worried eyes and hesitated to speak.
Lan Sichen's expression was light and breezy, and he didn't even frown. His dry and peeling lips were smiling slightly, as if he was relieved after a heavy burden was lifted. He had expected it to be like this.
He covered his lips with his fingers, coughed a few times, and said, "I'm leaving now."
Lan Ruixiu's desolate eyes glanced at Lan Ruixiu, who seemed to be grateful. He turned around and walked towards the door step by step...
Wen Wanrou's eyes swept across Lan Ruixiu's body, followed Lan Sichen's back, and couldn't help but say: "Sichen..."
Lan Sichen stopped at his feet and did not look back or speak.
Wen Wanrou narrowed her eyes and said in a cold voice: "All of you, please go down. Don't reveal anything about tonight to the outside world."
Everyone looked at each other and left silently. The whole living room suddenly seemed more empty and deserted. The cold wind from the door kept blowing in, and the temperature kept dropping.
"Ruixiu, what can't you say? Does it need to be so extreme? If you don't think about other people, you should also think about the Lan family." There was rigor in her gentle and elegant voice, and her eyes fell on Lan Ruixiu: "We are a family.
people."
"Ha." Lan Ruixiu sneered and asked, "Are they really a family? Aunt Wen?"
Wen Wanrou frowned and fell silent for a moment because of his "Aunt Wen".
"People outside don't know, so don't you know it in your heart? Am I really your biological son?"
Lan Ruixiu spoke again, questioning sharply and with an aggressive attitude.
"You know everything." Wen Wanrou suddenly realized, no wonder he wanted to drive Si Chen away.
Lan Sichen stood there with his straight back. After a long time, he spoke, the arrogance in his tone seemed to come from his bones, "I'm leaving, don't say anything else."
As he spoke, he took steps again, ignoring even Wen Wanrou's words.
"Si Chen, where are you going? It's raining heavily outside." Si Lan walked in and put away the umbrella in his hand. Because of the heavy rain, his shoulders were a little wet and his black trousers were also soaked.
.
The watery eyes reflected the warmth of the light and stared at Lan Sichen.
"Why are you here?" Lan Sichen frowned. At this time, the person who should not have appeared appeared.
Lan Ruixiu's eyes instantly locked on Si Lan.
"Aunt Wen called and said you were sick, so I came over to check on you."
Si Lan answered honestly. He took a step forward and touched his forehead with his hand. His tone was worried: "You have a fever. Where are you going?"
"I……"
"Why?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Lan Sichen's words. At this moment, Silan noticed that Wen Wanrou and Lan Ruixiu were also in the living room, with slightly surprised eyes: "Lan Ruixiu, when did you come back?".
Lan Ruixiu didn't speak, but suddenly stood up, staring at Si Lan closely with his sharp eyes, walking towards Si Lan step by step, his brows knitted together, his expression solemn, his feet moving very slowly but steadily.
"You can stand up and walk." Silan said again. At this moment, Lan Sichen couldn't help but look back and saw Lan Ruixiu walking over step by step.
Wen Wanrou's eyes were gray and deep, and everything she wanted to say at this moment was stuck in her throat. Even though she could guess something, because Si Lan was present, she couldn't speak out.
Lan Ruixiu stared at Si Lan with his eagle eyes, and said with gritted teeth: "Should I call you Si Lan, or should I call you Scorpio?"
Si Lan said nothing, his eyes fell on Lan Sichen. When he looked at Lan Ruixiu again, he said coldly, "No difference."
"There is a difference." Lan Ruixiu's voice became deeper. When he saw her looking at Lan Sichen with worried eyes, his tone became even more angry: "You care about him?"
Silan looked sideways at him and asked, "Isn't it possible?"
"Do you know what he did to you? How dare you care about him?" The veins on Lan Ruixiu's forehead popped out, and he was surrounded by viciousness. He wanted to strangle Silan to death.
How could she do this...how could she...
When she came back, she firmly admitted that she was a scorpio, cold, mysterious, and unapproachable; when she came back, she turned back into Slan, and she still cared about Lan Sichen...
Has she forgotten how cruel what Lan Sichen once did to her? Has she forgotten what she said?
"Ahem..." Lan Sichen coughed again and couldn't stop it. He was coughing so heartbreakingly that he wanted to cough out all his internal organs.
"Si Chen..." Si Lan was startled, stepped forward to hold his shoulders, patted his back with her fingers, and said concernedly: "Si Chen, I will take you to the hospital."
Before Lan Sichen glanced at her and said nothing, Lan Ruixiu grabbed Silan's arm and pulled her into his arms. He said in an almost commanding tone: "You can't care about him, I won't allow it."
You care about him!"
"Are you crazy?" Slan raised his head and glared at him with an annoyed look: "He is your brother, and he has a high fever."
"He is not my brother...he is..."
"Lan Ruixiu!" Wen Wanrou suddenly shouted angrily, interrupting Lan Ruixiu's words, and stared at him with sharp eyes: "If you dare to say it, the Lan family will be completely destroyed."
Lan Ruixiu bit his lip, his eyes flashed with fear, and he glanced at Lan Sichen's strong disgust and contempt without concealing it. He increased the strength in his hands and looked down at the person imprisoned in his arms. "In short, he is like this
People don’t deserve your care! They don’t deserve your care either…”
"What are you talking about?" Silan couldn't understand what he said, so she struggled hard and struggled to get rid of his hand. She took several steps back, widened the distance between the two people, and looked at him with worried eyes.
Lan Sichen's lips moved several times but still did not make any sound.
Lan Sichen's face turned pale, and his eyes became increasingly bleak. In his eyes, you could even see a kind of despair and desolation after hope was shattered.
Si Lan looked at him intently and felt that this rainy night was particularly uneasy. Lan Ruixiu must have known something when he came back, and Wen Wanrou obviously also knew that they were hiding some big secret.
Lan Ruixiu actually said that Lan Sichen was not his brother, and that his name was Wen Wanrou, Aunt Wen, indicating that he was not Wen Wanrou's son... Who on earth was not a child of the Lan family?
Lan Ruixiu was arrogant, his eyes fell on Lan Sichen, and he sneered: "Think about four years ago, are you worthy?"
Lan Sichen's spine froze obviously, his lips pursed slightly, and an old voice floated out quietly: "Silan, stay here obediently, don't follow me."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the heavy rain. I am still with you.
"Si Chen..."
Silan was startled, and when he was about to follow Lan Sichen, Lan Ruixiu grabbed his shoulder. Looking back, he saw Lan Ruixiu's lips twitching, and there was a hint of contempt in his cold voice: "As dirty as him
People who don’t deserve your care at all!”
"Dirty?" Si Lan was stunned, wondering, isn't Lan Sichen a child of the Lan family?!
Lan Ruixiu's eyes were filled with coldness, and the cold light shone directly on Wen Wanrou: "It's you, what did you do to Si Lan?"
Wen Wanrou's eyes wandered between Si Lan and Lan Ruixiu. She turned around and went upstairs without saying a word, and glanced at Si Lan's peripheral vision with unspeakable pity.
"Let me go!" Silan frowned and wanted to shake off Lan Ruixiu's hand, but couldn't. He cast his eyes into the dark night. The heavy rain was heavy. There was no way there was a car nearby. At this moment, Lan Sichen had a high fever.
Go out, where can he go after leaving the Lan family.
"Don't even think about it." Lan Ruixiu increased his strength in his hands, hugged her directly, and said in a sworn tone: "I said when I left, no matter who you are when I come back, I will never let you go!"
"I……"
Si Lan just said a word, but her voice was silenced because Lan Ruixiu's lips took the initiative to press against hers; the cold lips pressed tightly against each other, and the touch was slightly cool.
——Crack!
Si Lan took a step back, raised his hand and slapped him hard, his eyes filled with disgust, and wiped his lips with his hand, his disgust for him undisguised in his voice; "Lan Ruixiu"
, you are still as annoying as you were four years ago!"
Lan Ruixiu's eyes flickered, but before he could speak, Si Lan turned around and rushed into the rain.
"Silan!" Lan Ruixiu roared loudly, but Silan's footsteps did not stop at all, leaving only a blurred figure behind him.
"Damn woman!" Lan Ruixiu cursed angrily, his sharp eyes filled with coldness, his hands clenched tightly, and his veins bulging. What the hell did Wen Wanrou do to her?
Why does she always follow Lan Sichen like she did four years ago!!!
Silan, I can't let go. Not only will I not let go, I will also prevent Lan Sichen from ever stepping into the Lan family again.
Young Master: There is one more update, please be patient. I am still carving words slowly! I am full of confidence...