Fang Lan was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing a well-tailored black evening gown. A makeup artist was lowering her head and gently applying powder on her face.
She is going to a charity dinner today.
When she opened her eyes, there was a young man standing at the door behind her in the mirror.
It was her son Wen Jing.
Fang Lan turned around, "Why did you come back suddenly?"
Wen Jing frowned slightly and glanced at the makeup artist silently.
Fang Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and gave the makeup artist a few instructions. The makeup artist immediately put down her makeup brushes and went out.
"What's going on? Are you so serious?" Fang Lan crossed his legs and narrowed his eyes to look at Wen Jing's somewhat unnatural face.
After a moment of silence, Wen Jing raised her eyes, eyes shining like obsidian, looking directly at Fang Lan.
"I want to marry Mingyao."
Fang Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slowly.
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Tan Kang was also present at the charity dinner in the evening, accompanied by Tan Xiaozhu, who was dressed up in costumes. This kind of social occasion where people drank and drank together was his show.
After seeing Fang Lan, Tan Kang came over to say hello with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, you are here too."
Fang Lan nodded with a smile, glanced at Tan Xiaozhu, and probably guessed her identity.
"Where's that kid Mingyao? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Tan Kang laughed, "That girl loves to play. She doesn't like to come to a place like this. If I had known that I would meet my sister-in-law, I would have brought her here. I still remember when she was young, she said she wanted to marry brother Wen Jing..."
"Okay, Wen Jing also told me about this." Fang Lan's smile did not change, "Although they are not yet old enough, we can decide on the children's marriage now."
Tan Kang's eyes widened in disbelief, and then the smile at the corners of his mouth grew wider and wider. He raised his head and laughed twice, "Okay!"
Tan Xiaozhu's breathing stagnated and his face turned pale.
Shortly after school started, Mingyao moved into Wen Jing's apartment.
They lived there until both graduated from graduate school.
Tan Xiaozhu, after being disillusioned with love, pursued a career and joined Tan Kang's company after graduation.
Tan Kang seemed a little disappointed with Tan Heyu. He didn't know if he wanted to make him feel a sense of crisis, or if he really wanted to examine the two of them and choose the successor from them, so he spent some time cultivating Tan Xiaozhu.
From then on, Tan Heyu and Tan Xiaozhu fought openly and secretly, with constant flashes of swords and shadows.
"Brother, I'm going to bed. You should also go to bed early."
After taking a shower, Mingyao rubbed her eyes, walked to the door of the study, and said softly to Wen Jing.
"Um."
Wen Jing held a report document in her hand and looked at it intently without looking up at her.
Mingyao didn't care, yawned and went back to the house to sleep.
After twelve o'clock, Wen Jing returned to the bedroom to rest.
The girl was lying on the bed and already asleep.
Wen Jing looked at Mingyao's red face quietly, stretched out her fingers and gently touched her hair.
He knew in his heart that Mingyao's love for him was not as deep as she showed.
Maybe it's habit, maybe it's animal instinct.
On the surface, he is a simple and harmless rabbit, but on the inside, he is a cunning and seductive fox.
If it weren't for him, there might be someone else for her to rely on...
Thinking of this, Wen Jing's eyes turned dark.
However, she was his.
This has been true from his previous life, he will not give others a chance.
Wen Jing lay on her side on the bed, stretched out her arms to hold her soft body tightly, and fell asleep...
