951: C951 Lan Chu's Distress

C951 Lan Chu's Distress

1951 - Lan Chunian's distress

Qiao Muze knocked on the door and came in. He called out to his father, who was observing carefully on the table, "Dad, I'm back."

"Come and help me see if this painting is worth collecting." Father Qiao waved at him.

Qiao Muze immediately came over and took the magnifying glass. He bent down to study it for his father. Due to his father's hobbies, he had time to read more books on this subject. Therefore, he had some experience.

Moreover, it was one of his filial piety to cater to his father's hobbies.

"Dad, there are obvious traces of artificial production here. Although it's not obvious, I feel that the value of the collection is ordinary." Qiao Muze suggested.

"As expected of my son. He could tell at a glance. I spent a whole day researching it." Father Qiao patted his shoulder, "This painting is fake. I'll burn it tomorrow."

Father Qiao was now a member of the Antique Protection Association. Therefore, he had an obligation to remove responsibility for this kind of fake painting.

Qiao Muze saw that his father was in a good mood. He sat on the sofa opposite him and looked at him seriously. "Dad, I have something to ask you. Do you have time?"

Father Qiao looked up as if he had guessed what he wanted to say. He sighed and said, "Ask away!"

"How much do you know about Zhuang Yanming's death back then?" Qiao Muze's tone was serious and full of expectation.

Father Qiao's eyes flashed. "Investigating the case is a matter of the police. We just need to accept the results."

"Dad, the last time I mentioned Zhuang Nuannuan's matter, why are you so angry? Are you related to this matter?" Qiao Muze boldly asked again.

Father Qiao looked at him. "Muze, I only told you one thing. Your father has never done anything illegal."

"I know." Qiao Muze nodded. He trusted his father.

"I heard you and Zhuang Nuannuan live together. Your mother and I don't agree. We don't want you to be together." Father Qiao put down the magnifying glass. His eyes were filled with determination.

Qiao Muze knitted his brows and looked back at his father firmly. "I know that her parents' death had a certain impact on the company back then. But it had nothing to do with her. She is a pitiful person. "

"You can't be with her because of sympathy." Father Qiao said.

"It's not sympathy, it's like." Qiao Muze changed his father's words.

"You... there are so many girls. Why do you take a fancy to her?" Father Qiao was also very helpless and annoyed.

"Dad, I don't want to argue with you, but my feelings should be decided by me. I think you guys will like her in the future." Qiao Muze thought about the argument between father and son. He wanted to avoid it.

There was a hint of worry in Father Qiao's eyes. He really did not expect his son to fall into Zhuang Nuannuan's feelings and not be able to extricate himself.

Was this heaven's will? Was this heaven punishing him? He could not stand up for this matter back then and let his son stand up to uphold justice for him? Moreover, he was so resolute and decisive.

"Alright, let's not quarrel about this matter! What your mother and I mean is that you can be together, but you can't get married."

"Why?" Qiao Muze looked at his father in confusion.

"At least we didn't agree. You can't get married." He believed that time might change the relationship between his son and Zhuang Nuannuan.

Qiao Muze clenched his fists secretly. He let out a sigh. It just so happened that his thoughts were the same.

He could accept his parents' thoughts now. Perhaps time would let them understand that his relationship with Zhuang Nuannuan could withstand the test of time.

Zhuang Nuannuan went downstairs and looked at the porridge that was cooked. It was fragrant and delicious. She could not help but have a sour nose. She actually let this man take care of her like this. Wasn't she too useless? She also did not want to live so useless. She wanted to become more independent.

Lan's Mansion.

Lan Qianhao was still having dinner at home today, and he wanted to sleep at home.

Lan's mother was at the dining table and curiously inquired about the matter between him and Nie Yinyin. When Lan Qianhao talked about it, he did not blink and only said that they were getting to know each other.

Lan Chunian who was sitting at the side wanted to laugh but she had to hold it in. If she really laughed, she would expose her big brother.

Lan's father and Lan's mother were very satisfied. Finally, their son's feelings had developed in the right direction.

After dinner, Lan Chunian went back to her room. Lan Qianhao knocked on her door.

Lan Chunian obediently opened the door and watched him come in. She asked shyly, "Yang, is something the matter?"

Lan Qianhao walked to her sofa and sat down. He stared at her delicate face and said, "You are not allowed to tell Mom and Dad what I said at the dinner table."

"Why?" Lan Chunian asked with a smile, "Do you want me to say it together?"

"Little fool, do you want me to be scolded by my parents?" Lan Qianhao stared at her in anger.

"No." Lan Chunian shook her head obediently.

"Since you don't want me to be scolded, then cooperate well with me. In the future, only you know about Nie Yinyin and me."

"Then what if Mom and Dad find out one day?" Lan Chunian asked worriedly.

"We'll talk about it when the time comes!" Lan Qianhao's heart was a little complicated now. He was a little angry. He had done so much just to be by her side.

She didn't realize it at all.

"Hu! Alright, I won't say it." Lan Chunian nodded and did not want him to be scolded.

Lan Qianhao looked at her obedient appearance and could not help but have the thought of bullying her. He immediately stood up and Lan Chunian was shocked.

"Yang, what are you doing?"

"Come here and let me pinch you." Lan Qianhao said.

Lan Chunian immediately knew that he was going to pinch her face. In the past, she had no objection if he wanted to pinch her face, but now it was different.

There was no blood relationship between them. Furthermore, this kind of action was already very ambiguous.

"No! I can't pinch it anymore. " You can't pinch my face just because you want to. " Lan Chunian immediately took a step back.

Lan Qianhao was a little depressed. This girl was disobedient!

He immediately reached over and Lan Chunian dodged. Lan Qianhao instinctively took a step forward. Lan Chunian could not help but blush in fear and crawled to the side.

Lan Qianhao reached out his hand and pushed her against the wall. When Lan Chunian pushed him with her two small hands, he easily grabbed her and handcuffed her to the wall.

Suddenly, she was under control.

Lan Qianhao said proudly, "Do you still dare to hide?"

Lan Chunian blushed and looked at him. She bit her red lips and was embarrassed to open her mouth.

Lan Qianhao realized that the girl who always laughed had suddenly become quiet. Why was her face so red?

When he used to play like this, he didn't know that she would be embarrassed! At most, she would giggle.

Suddenly, Lan Qianhao's hand quickly pinched her face and let go of her hand. He turned his back and his breathing quickened.

"What's wrong?" Lan Qianhao turned his back to her and asked.1

Lan Chunian bit her lips and felt embarrassed. "Nothing."

"Looks like you've grown up. You can't play like this anymore. I won't bully you in the future." Lan Qianhao walked to the door after he finished speaking.

In the room, Lan Chunian sat quietly on the bed. When she thought about the feeling of being handcuffed by him, her heart beat rapidly. It was really different. Her feelings for him had changed.

She no longer treated him as her elder brother. Instead...

Lan Chunian bit her lips and her mind went blank. What should she do?

Looking at her parents' actions, they would not personally tell her the truth of her background. Could she take the initiative to bring it up? If that was the case, would it scare them?

Lan Chunian was conflicted in her heart. Even if she told her parents, It would not change the relationship between her and her brother. They grew up as siblings! Lan Chunian sighed and felt somewhat helpless.

Lan Qianhao returned to his room and stood on the balcony in a daze. As a man, he had something he wanted to do but did not dare to do. This was the most depressing and bitter thing.

In Qiao Muze's villa, Zhuang Nuannuan had been waiting for him to come back. She sat on the sofa and did nothing. She was in a daze as she listened to the sounds outside.

Finally, at 9: 30, she heard the familiar sound of a sports car. She pursed her lips and smiled. He had finally come back.

Zhuang Nuannuan put on her shoes and rushed out of the hall.

The sports car stopped in the garage. The man who stepped down from the driver's seat was Qiao Muze.

Qiao Muze had just walked out of the garage when he saw a figure pouncing towards him. He quickly caught it and a touch of warm and soft jade appeared in his arms. He hugged it tightly and lowered his head. He felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

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