As expected, it was just as the legend said, a pair of black eyes.
Mrs. Hill was very dissatisfied.
Eye color is the easiest symbol to distinguish whether one’s bloodline is noble or not. In her opinion, even if Ye Wangchuan takes control of the Theron family in the future, he will still have heterochromia and is not of our race.
"Is this... your son?" Even though Mrs. Hill thought he was not worthy of her daughter, she did not dare to show it on her face. She immediately turned her head and said to Sai Lan in a flattering way, "He is indeed a handsome man."
Sai Lan was such a smart person, how could she not see what Mrs. Hill meant? She frowned, raised her chin slightly, and ignored her at all.
When the person came to her, she greeted him, "Here I am."
Ye Wangchuan had no intention of sitting down, and said: "Where is my friend?"
Sai Lan frowned again, but because so many people were present, she couldn't get angry on the spot, so she kept her face stern, her eyes slightly fixed, and said in a tone that implied threats and warnings: "He is a guest at home."
Ye Wangchuan did not comment.
Sai Lan knew his temper, so she asked him to sit in the empty seat on her left: "Since you are here, these are the friends you will deal with in the future. Sit down and get to know them."
Ye Wangchuan was still standing there, showing no intention of obeying her. He gave her a cold look: "I don't think this is necessary."
Sai Lan's expression suddenly changed and turned cold and gloomy.
The two of them were talking back and forth, and everyone could feel the tension in the air. It was definitely not a picture of a loving mother and a filial son.
Everyone, including Mrs. Hill, held their breath for a moment, reducing their presence, not wanting to be involved in unnecessary trouble.
Sai Lan curled her fingers and after a long while, she probably suppressed her feeling of being disobeyed and returned to her calm state: "If you still want to see your friend, you should listen to me."
"Please sit down." Sai Lan pointed to the seat next to her and said in a softer tone, "I'm your mother, not your enemy. We don't have to make such an unpleasant scene outside."
Seeing that Ye Wangchuan still had no intention of sitting down, she looked at the black horse that caused everyone to exclaim, her eyes flickered, and she turned to ask Ye Wangchuan: "Which horse do you like?"
Before Ye Wangchuan could say anything, Sai Lan said generously: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."
Ye Wangchuan finally took action. He walked over, pulled out one of the chairs and sat down. He was even more arrogant and indifferent than Sai Lan: "No need."
Then he added: "I don't like it."
Sai Lan's face changed slightly, and she pinched her fingertips tightly, trying to endure it.
The air almost froze at this moment.
No one could figure out the relationship between the mother and son, and no one dared to be the first to make trouble in front of Sai Lan. Only the green-haired girl's eyes rolled around, looking at Ye Wangchuan for a while, then at Bo Rui, and the one she looked at the most was Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian and Bo Rui definitely had no place to sit, so she only stood for two minutes before bending down and whispering in the man's ear, "I'm going to go shopping."
Ye Wangchuan immediately turned his head and said, "Let Boriha..."
Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets, looking cool and handsome: "I can go alone. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten what I promised you."
Ye Wangchuan didn't want her to be noticed by Sai Lan, so he didn't show obvious intimacy like he did on the way here: "Yeah."
Qiao Nian found an opportunity and quietly left the round table party.
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"Your bodyguard..." Sai Lan was the first to notice the person who left, and her affectionate eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting a cold light.