Originally, she was looking forward to the UK very much, but because of Dongfang Yan's hot and cold attitude, Mu Lan's enthusiasm was almost extinguished. She followed Dongfang Yan cautiously, not daring to mess around, for fear that she would
It annoyed him. For the first time since they met, Mu Lan always had her signature smile on her face, with a slight arc and a curved upturn, like an elegant little princess.
It's not that Dongfang Yan doesn't feel anything about Mu Lan's attitude, it's just that he can't adjust his attitude towards Mu Lan for a while. Faced with this daughter of the person he hates most, who he's used to doting on, he doesn't know what he should do.
What kind of expression should he face? He has always been accustomed to this. Once he is unable to judge or make a decision, he will arm himself indifferently until he has figured everything out.
"Why do you want to go to St. Paul's Cathedral?" Dongfang Yan parked his sports car on the north bank of the Thames and looked at the church with the second largest dome in the world from a distance. The church is full of Baroque architectural style and can be regarded as the first example of British classical architecture.
One of the representatives.
"I want to take a look." Mu Lan raised her head and looked at the majestic building in the distance, her eyes glowing with longing and longing.
Mu Lan has been fond of painting and drawing beautiful buildings since she was a child. I don’t know if it’s because she grew up in an orphanage. The orphanage used to be a dilapidated church. Although it was later renovated, many places were
It has been renovated, but the original atmosphere of the church has always remained there. The holy place and the faith without any impurities burned like a small spark in Mu Lan's heart.
She liked the church very much. She always felt that no matter how great the pain and troubles were, as long as she listened quietly to the voices of the nuns in the choir and prayed attentively, her irritable mood would always calm down.
Dongfang Yan is different from Mu Lan. He has never believed in the existence of God or the role of prayer. He has never even entered a church. I don’t know if it is a psychological effect, but he even feels that a person like him with bloody hands,
It should not defile the holy church.
"Aren't you going in?" Dongfang Yan looked at the motionless Mu Lan strangely. It was a rare occasion, so she would probably want to go in and have a look.
Who knows, Mu Lan just stood there, raising her head longingly, squinting her eyes slightly, and murmured, "It's so beautiful."
One day, she will also design a great building that will calm down the irritable mood of everyone standing in that place and make people feel warm and peaceful.
Across the sports car, Mu Lan's profile looked a little dazed. The afternoon sunlight cast ripples on the river. Under such dazzling light, Mu Lan's profile suddenly became clear, with delicate and delicate facial features.
, Mature that does not match her age, this ten-year-old girl actually has a kind of stunning grace in her body.
"Mu Lan?" Dongfang Yan called out, not knowing why.
"Yan, let's go." Mu Lan opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Dongfang Yan raised his eyebrows. Although he was not sure what she was thinking and why she suddenly stopped going, he was used to her casualness. He got into the car and walked slowly along the Thames until he saw a
A familiar figure.
Mu Lan frowned without trace. She had always had a good temper. She could probably count the people she didn't like on one hand. But this day was probably the most unlucky day in her life, because two people she hated appeared at the same time.
in front of her.
"Sun Weiwei?" Dongfang Yan stopped the car and glanced at the situation. It seemed that their car had broken down.
"Mu Lan?" The voice was arrogant and childish. It was Qi Meixuan, the eldest daughter of the Qi family who had been severely punished by Dongfang Yan before.
As if sensing Mu Lan's displeasure, Dongfang Yan was also unhappy. If he had known it was them, he would have increased his power and drove over.
"Sorry, our car broke down." Sun Weiwei looked at Dongfang Yan apologetically, trying to seek his help.
"I can't repair cars, I'm sorry." Dongfang Yan said politely. His eyes fell on the young man standing next to Qi Meixuan. It is undeniable that this young man is well-educated at first glance. He is wearing a well-fitting casual shirt.
At first glance, he looked like a young master from a wealthy family. However, the slightly excited look he looked at Mu Lan made Dongfang Yan slightly unhappy.
"Can you please send us to a nearby restaurant? My assistant will come to pick us up in a moment." Sun Weiwei looked at Dongfang Yan, pleading in her eyes.
Dongfang Yan glanced at Mu Lan, who was silent, and nodded, "Well, you guys can get in the car."
After a brief introduction, Sun Weiwei and the three of them got on the bus. She didn't expect that the two little guys were classmates with Mu Lan, but from the look of Qi Meixuan, they didn't seem to get along very well, but her nephew Lin
Yu Chen seemed to be very interested in Mu Lan.
"Yuchen is my nephew, and Meixuan's mommy is also a friend of mine, so they came over to play together for a few days." Sun Weiwei explained simply.
Mu Lan leaned against the cushions, looked out the window, and habitually clenched her fists. This was her habitual action. When she felt bored, when she felt that she couldn't stand it but had to endure it, she would force herself to do it.
Forbearance.
The corner of his eye swept over Mu Lan's left hand, Dongfang Yan's expression paused, and his pursed lips looked like he was not in a good mood.
The atmosphere along the way was very strange. The three people in the back seat kept talking, but the two people in the front seat acted as if they didn't know them. They didn't interrupt or respond, as if there was no one sitting in the back seat.
"Yan, I want to go back." Mu Lan suddenly closed her eyes and looked very tired.
"Send them over and we'll go back." Dongfang Yan replied softly, lowering her chair so that she could lean back more comfortably.
However, what she didn't expect was that Britain was so small, that she could meet so many acquaintances and so many people she disliked on the same day.