This time the reply is longer than the previous question.

The waiting process was silent and long, but Yang Lan did not show any impatience.

She is like a sure-win military advisor, waiting for this tug-of-war to win a complete victory.

Maybe one minute or ten minutes later, Yan Zhihui finally nodded: "I accept the arrangement."

Yang Lan smiled, but there were not many surprises in her eyes.

Her first lesson when she arrived in Jingping was to learn to hide her emotions, and now she has become perfect.

"It's getting late, go up and rest."

Yan Zhibing stood up and walked upstairs.

"Also," Yang Lan's faint voice came from behind, "I can't see your face if you don't have to turn on the lights in the future."

The man's steps have not stopped, as if he had not heard of it.

Just as he finished the last step and was about to disappear at the corner, a light whistle came from the air and fell into the ears of the person sitting in the living room.

Something flashed in Yang Lan's eyes, but when she saw it again, she had nothing. She raised her jaw slightly, adding a touch of coolness and arrogance to her delicate side face.

......

In the room.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped for a while, but no one came out for a long time.

*** In front of the mirror, looking at the completely unfamiliar face in the mirror, she was still handsome, her slightly cold and hard facial features were less warm and a little more cold.

When I turned my eyes, my eyes were cool, and even if I didn't speak, it would be daunting.

When he used to show his warmth, she said that he was wearing sheepskin and was a wicked wolf in his bones.

Now that the evil wolf restored its original color, can she look back?

Yan Zhihuai pulled the corner of his mouth, and the person in the mirror also laughed.

......

The next day, early morning.

As soon as Shen Wu stepped into the main room, he heard a clamor.

"......This cheongsam is more picky about body shape, but more about temperament. If there are the former but not the latter, it can only be called Xu Youshi! If a god like you are not worthy, who is worthy?" A fashionable woman was pulling a piece of material to gesture on Zhong Yuhong, and her compliment was beyond words.

There were a bunch of people next to me whispering.

"Here, the one who is worthy is here." The old lady looked at the entrance.

Others also looked at it.

Shen Hua entered with everyone's gaze, looking calm.

"Come on, mahjong," the old lady stepped forward and pointed to the cheongsam spread out on the rack of clothes, "You try this out."

"Me?" she raised her eyebrows.

The people around him exchanged their eyes secretly, and soon understood the old lady's meaning and surrounded Shen Wu.

“You have a good figure.”

“The temperament is excellent.”

"Only you can wear the charm of this cheongsam, try it now..."

As he said that, he pushed Shen Hua into the room next to her and handed the cheongsam into her hands.

Because they didn't know her relationship with the Song family, these people did not dare to call them rashly, so they could only use the term "you". They both passed this whole and seemed respectful enough.

In short, seeing Zhong Yuhong's attitude towards her, it is absolutely right to hold it.

Soon, Shen Wu came out of the room.

Moon white dark flower fabric, close-fitting tailoring, high-slit skirt hem, beautiful legs looming, as if tailor-made for her, there is really nothing that is not suitable.

Someone immediately gave her high heels, some people tied her hair for her, and the makeup artist was eager to try, but Shen Wu shook his head and refused.

She turned her inquiring eyes to Zhong Yuhong.

The latter said lightly: "There is a birthday party tonight, and you can attend with us."

Chen Hua lowered his eyes and lowered the slight fluctuations in his eyes. It seemed that the invitations he got from Erzi were useless for the time being -
Chapter completed!