Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me

A Miao changed her clothes and was going to the room where Lan Lixiao collected antiques. At the door, she hesitated. To be honest, she has been struggling recently. If Lan Lixiao had a bad attitude towards her, like the previous Xia family, she might not have such a big psychological burden.

But now ... A Miao doesn't want to lie to this old man, an old man who really loves his granddaughter ...

"Ouyang." The only person she could call was Ouyang Jin.

Ouyang Jin glanced at the man next to her and asked in a normal voice: "What's wrong? Aren't you going to accompany Father to the auction today?"

"I feel very guilty." A Miao's voice was hesitant and sad, and Shen Xinglan frowned beside her.

He had long been worried about it. A Miao was an individual who was good to her, and she was twice as good to others. Now this situation was expected.

"But his granddaughter is dead." Ouyang Jin glanced at the Star Star, and then said, "If you don't come to pretend, I am afraid he will be more sad now."

"What's next?" A Miao's voice suddenly became serious. "I can't stay in the Blue House all my life. How can I tell him that I'm fake? Your granddaughter is dead?"

Ouyang Jin: "..."

"Not to mention I came with purpose." A Miao closed her eyes, "I don't want to find any secrets of the dragon veins."

Shen Xinglang wrote a few words to Ouyang Jin, and Ouyang Jin nodded.

"Amiao, listen to me. If you don't find the secrets of the dragon veins, they will send someone else. So it is better that you find out, and then we try to hide it, or let those guys think that the dragon veins do not exist at all."

"In short, you still have to take this as your goal. As for Lan Lixiao ... when things are resolved in the future, we can only compensate him as much as possible."

Seeing that A Miao didn't say a word, Ouyang Jin smiled: "Well, don't be so stressed, just relax. What you did before is fine now."

"I see ..." A Miao hung up the phone and got out of the room after adjusting her mood.

Lan Lixiao's collection room is on the ground floor of the villa, and the area is not small. When Amy went in, she saw that the old man was holding a magnifying glass and lying on the bronze photographed in the afternoon.

When she saw her come in, she smiled and beckoned: "Look at yourself, tell me if you like, and put it in your room!"

"Well! You don't need to worry about me, I will be careful." A Miao agreed, but she didn't think about what to take away. But just take this opportunity to see if there is anything related to dragon veins.

A Miao saw several blue and white porcelains from the official kilns of the Qing Dynasty, but these were all items at normal auctions. Although there were few on the market, occasionally one or two appeared.

"Master, phone!" Forbe suddenly appeared at the door.

Lan Lixiao gave a glance at Ah Miao: "You play by yourself, I'll go out first, and lock the door when I will leave."

"I know grandpa!"

A Miao was left alone. She looked carefully at the collection room and found nothing special. Just before leaving, I suddenly saw a table displaying porcelain bottles.

"Strange ... what is the color of this table?" A Miao squatted down and looked closely, then reached out and touched it, then took out her mobile phone and patted the table leg.

After she came out, she sent the photo to Ouyang Jin and asked him to look it up. During dinner, Lan Heng, who had never been home, was there, and this was the second time A Miao had met him.

"A Miao, you have seen it!" Lan Lixiao pointed to the chair and asked her to sit next to her. "I was scared by your uncle last time."

Lan Heng sat slowly eating the food across the opposite side. He heard that and gave A Miao a glance, then took something out of his pocket and threw it on the table.

Slam! It's a car key.

"Meeting ceremony," he said coolly.

Lan Lixiao looked at the sign on the car key and nodded with satisfaction: "This car is very suitable for girls. I heard your aunt said that you have a driver's license, and you can drive out by yourself!"

"Thank you Uncle Si ..." A Miao tried to make her name as natural as possible. Lan Heng was a little younger, and Ouyang Jin said he was only ten years older than himself.

A Miao put away the key.

"The car was parked in the garage." Lan Heng dropped it again.

A Miao nodded.

By the end of March, the weather was getting warmer. There was a retired official in Beijing, and a banquet was held. Many business people who had dealt with it were invited, and A Miao and Lan Wenxuan attended the Lan family.

"It was originally Uncle Si and you, but he was temporarily in trouble." Lan Wenxuan parked his car. "Presumably you don't want to come with him?"

A Miao smiled: "I just don't think I can get along well."

"Not only is it difficult to get along." Lan Wenxuan passed his arm over and let A Miao hold him. "The fourth uncle is the master of the six relatives who do not recognize him. Anyone who offends him will be miserable."

"Fortunately, I shouldn't offend him ..." A Miao lowered her head.

Lan Wenxuan said, "Hope!"

Soon someone came around to say hello to the two. Lan Wenxuan knew a lot of people and soon became very embarrassed. After answering two sentences, A Miao secretly retreated to the corner. After a while, she felt the air was a little stuffy, so she ran to the terrace to get fresh air.

"You will hide." Lan Wenxuan didn't know when he would run.

A Miao raised his glass to him: "I'm not familiar with those people, just show my face."

"Mom?" Suddenly, a small voice came from the door, and A Miao's body shook.

Lan Wenxuan looked at Xiaodou Ding moving a little funny.

"Baby, can't you find your mother?"

Yaya swayed up to A Miao and reached out to drag her skirt.

"Are you my mother?" The crisp baby voice made A Miao's heart thunder.

She calmed down for a long time, then turned and lowered her head, looking at the little face with craving and Greek wings, she almost exhausted all her energy and said, "I ... not your mother!"

"Oh ..." Yaya let go of her hand in disappointment. "You look like my mom in the picture. I thought you were my mom."

A Miao squatted down and stared at her: "Baby, how about your father?"

"Where's your mother?" Lan Wenxuan asked.

Yaya looked at him and her eyes circled red: "My mother has gone far, far away, and my dad said she would be back for a long time ..."

Lan Wenxuan raised an eyebrow. It is estimated that her mother was dead, and her father lied to her. but……

"Does your mother really look like this aunt?" Lan Wenxuan also crouched down and looked closely to find that she was a very beautiful child with big eyes and dense and long eyelashes.

"Yaya." A cold voice called.

A Miao trembled, just to stand up, her body crooked.

"Slow down." Lan Wenxuan thought she wasn't standing still.

"Dad!" Yaya da da da ran over, "I saw an aunt who was similar to her mother, but she said it was not my mother ..."

The little man clutched the trouser legs of Shenxing Lan, and tears were already swirling in his eyes.

"Yaya, that's not mother." Shen Xinglan hugged her.

Yaya wrapped around his neck. After a while, a sobbing noise came from him.

"I'm sorry." Shen Xinglang stroked Yaya's back slowly, and walked over to apologize to Amy.

A faint look struck A Miao's face, if a stranger.

"Miss and dead wife are ... a bit similar."

A Miao suppressed the joy and panic in her heart: "It's okay, it's okay! It's not good for the child to cry like this."

"This gentleman is not like a person from Beijing." Lan Wenxuan looked at the Shenxinglang. "I don't know how to call it."

"S City, God Star Lang."

Hearing this name, Lan Wenxuan frowned: "The Shen Family Consortium?"

"It's better than Mr. Lan and Miss Lan." Obviously, Shenxinglan didn't want to continue to communicate with them.

After talking, holding Yaya turned and left.

"Huh ..." A Miao pretended to pat her chest. "Who is he?"

Lan Wenxuan capped the wine glass twice: "The business wizard in S City, I heard that he was kicked out of his house at that time, and started from scratch to this day. But why did he come to Beijing ..."

"Maybe it's business!" A Miao touched her earlobe.

Lan Wenxuan frowned all along: "This matter needs to be looked up carefully. If he comes to do business, maybe the Lan family can consider cooperation."

Quiet around, Lan Wenxuan glanced at A Miao: "Why don't you talk?"

"Say what?" A Miao shrugged. "I don't understand anything in the mall."

"He said you look like his dead wife, which is quite interesting."

Seeing him staring at him, A Miao could not help rolling her eyes: "What kind of look do you have, when I am a ghost?"

"After all, this one is better than Ouyang Jin, although she has a daughter ..."

A Miao stared at him: "You think too much."

She left shyly in disguise, in fact she needed to calm down, and the star star came! He came with Yaya! What does he want to do?

"This guy Ouyang Jin ..." A Miao murmured softly.

He must know that Shenxing Lian arrived in Beijing, but kept her away. Today she suddenly saw Yaya so suddenly, was she frightened ...

Shenxinglang left Yaya with Yaya. Today's purpose has been achieved. When the host sees the child crying, he is embarrassed to leave someone.

"Dad ..." Yaya sat on the safety chair and watched Shenxing start the car with her calf swaying. "That aunt is like a mother!"

"It's just a long portrait." Shenxinglan touched her little head. "There are many people with long portraits in this world."

Yaya lifted his hand: "No, it's the feeling of my mother, I remember!"

The baby, more than two years old, was determined, as if if Shenxinglan dare to deny her, she would cry in the next second.

"Okay, that's like it!" He bent his lips.

"Well, dad, would you like to visit Aunty for dinner in our house?"

Shenxinglan deliberately thought for a moment before saying, "But we don't know that aunt, she won't come to our house for dinner."

"Is it okay to know? Yaya asked with her head crooked.