In the afternoon, the sky suddenly changed, the clouds were dense, and the darkness seemed to collapse.
Ye Qingran wanted to sit in the car and set off home before the heavy rain fell.
She came out of the library and was stopped suddenly on the way to the parking lot.
Wearing a black suit, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and carrying a black briefcase in his hand, the man smiled at her and introduced himself very respectfully: "Ms. Ye, hello, my name is Yu Wenxiu, and I am Yan Yan Mr. Assistant."
Ye Qingran: "..."
Mr. Yan
Could it be that scumbag father Chu Yan
She asked, and it turned out to be Chu Yan's biological father who invited her to visit Yan's house.
Is it really a guest
It is indeed not a Hongmen Banquet.
No matter what it is, she is ready to see what this future cheap father-in-law is like. If he dares to bully Chu Yan, she will go to ask for some interest by the way.
Ye Qingran was invited by Assistant Yu to get into a limousine.
Not long after getting in the car, the sky started to rain heavily, and dense drops of water hit the glass with a bang bang bang sound.
Yu Wenxiu glanced at Ye Qingran in the rearview mirror.
The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl is cold and dignified, with a composure and calmness that doesn't match her age, which makes people dare not be contemptuous.
Seemingly sensing his gaze, Ye Qingran, who was looking out the window, cast her gaze forward.
Yu Wenxiu was taken aback, and quickly looked away.
The girl's faint eyes made people feel fearful for no reason.
This girl doesn't look like a person who can be manipulated at first glance.
Mr. Yan invited her to his house today, did he really get his wish
The torrential rain has been falling non-stop.
The car stopped in front of the gate of the banquet house, Ye Qingran got out of the car unhurriedly after Yu Wenxiu opened the door, and walked in under his guidance. Although the furniture and decorations in the house were low-key, they were very noble and gorgeous.
Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows, a woman in a white suit dress stood.
Holding the phone and talking on the phone.
Seeing Ye Qingran coming in, she immediately turned her head to take a look, and then continued to talk on the phone, her expression was not very good.
I don't know if she was unhappy to see Ye Qingran coming, or the content on the phone bothered her.
Yu Wenxiu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
He subconsciously glanced at Ye Qingran, but found that there was no change in the expression on the girl's face.
He didn't look at Yan Ling who was on the phone at all, and looked so arrogant that he didn't pay attention to anything.
After glancing around the room lightly, he sat down directly on the sofa.
And it happens to be in the middle of the sofa, with a casual, calm and elegant posture.
It's as if she owns the place.
Yu Wenxiu looked at it, and couldn't help but say something in his heart: No matter whether this girl really doesn't care, or she's just pretending, she's really amazing!
Yan Ling, who was standing by the window, finished talking on the phone, and turned to face Ye Qingran.
With a generous and decent smile on his face, he walked over and said, "Sorry, I just answered a phone call."
Her voice is soft and amiable, in this storm, it makes people listen to it like being in the warm spring sun.
Yu Wenxiu hurriedly introduced to Ye Qingran solemnly: "Miss Ye, this is Miss Yan Ling."
When Ye Qingran first came in, she probably guessed that it should be Chu Yan's half-sister.
"Hello."
She just replied like this, and she didn't mean to stand up.
Yu Wenxiu stood beside him, very at a loss.
This girl named Ye Qingran is really arrogant.
If it weren't for the cold and arrogant feeling she gave people, as if he was born with it, he would have thought that this girl was a villain.
Thinking that she was with Chu Yan, she was so naive.
Yan Ling didn't care about Ye Qingran's attitude, sat down opposite Ye Qingran, and ordered someone to serve tea.
It is an orthodox English afternoon tea.
On the coffee table in front, there are three layers of dim sum. The first porcelain plate is filled with different kinds of exquisite dim sum just baked.
Holding the teacup, she smiled at Ye Qingran, then reported the name of the tea, and asked Ye Qingran if she liked it.
Tea is the best, royal tribute.
The posture is elegant, the whisper is whispered, the manner is dignified, and everything is exquisite.
Ye Qingran looked at Yan Ling who was sitting upright opposite, reached out to pick up the teacup, and took a small sip.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a deep smile.
Usually no one seems to pay attention to the existence of class, but class exists around everyone.
At this moment, Yan Ling looked generous and decent.
But she was setting a class trap for her to show her superiority, which she couldn't reach no matter what.
In the past, she often saw other wives and daughters using such tricks to dig out each other's intellectual family and background.
A gesture, a piece of jewelry, a sentence, or even a certain book you have read.
Or dig traps for others and use class to make them feel ashamed.
Seemingly simple and gentle to get along with, it can be said that murderous intent is hidden everywhere.
But she disdains to use it, and no one dares to use it on her, because she is Ye Qingran, the heir of the Ye family, who can look down on everyone from the high mountain.
Therefore, she really never thought that it would happen to her one day.
Yan Ling chatted with Ye Qingran for a few words, his eyes kept falling on Ye Qingran, sizing up Ye Qingran secretly.
There is nothing wrong with the girl's words and deeds, they are perfect.
The girl was sitting there, although her dress was very ordinary and her posture was very casual, but her temperament gave people an indescribable beauty, and the lantern above her head was shrouded, making her extremely dignified.
Such a girl, no one would think that she came from a small river city.
"It's a pity that Aunt Wen couldn't apologize to Miss Ye." Yan Ling changed the subject and brought it to Butler Wen.
"Who is that?" Ye Qingran didn't like Yan Ling.
To be precise, she doesn't like to entertain everyone.
Although, they are being polite to Chu Yan now.
But that was because Chu Yan was capable.
Otherwise, Chu Yan's life in Yan's house would be so sad.
Yan Ling was puzzled: "You haven't seen Aunt Wen, so when Aunt Wen left, why did she keep saying that she offended Ms. Ye and wanted to apologize to you?"
As she spoke, her tone suddenly became more serious: "But it's not important anymore. If a servant's words and deeds don't match her background, staying is doomed to be a disaster."
Ye Qingran smiled slightly, and said softly: "I heard before that Miss Yan is a hero among women, and you are the one who supported the Yan family. Seeing her today, she really deserves her reputation."
Yan Ling was taken aback.
What did she support? If she could really support herself, she wouldn't be in a hurry to find Chu Yan.
This is obviously irony.
She stared at Ye Qingran for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Miss Ye, you not only choose a man's eyes, but also have a good eloquence!"
Ye Qingran replied with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment."
Yan Ling: "..."
Where did I hear that I was praising you
(end of this chapter)