He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

The next day.

Early in the morning.

It was just after 5 o'clock.

Xia Xingchen was woken up to put on makeup and changed into dresses. She was sitting in front of the vanity mirror like a lifeless rag doll, being manipulated.

Lan Ye sat aside and hugged her chest and watched. Xia Xingchen knew that she wanted to appreciate her despair and embarrassment.

Just when the headgear was put on, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"lady!"

The servant's panicked voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked up and saw Mrs. Lanting weakly coming in from outside.

Her condition has not been relieved, and her body is too weak to even walk. However, even so, at this moment, even Lan Ye did not dare to approach her for half a step.

because……

She was holding a pistol in her hand. This special pistol is exquisite and exquisite, but its lethality cannot be underestimated. Lan Ye is very clear.

All the servants were so shocked that they stepped back again and again, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

"Mom." Xia Xingchen immediately got up and walked quickly towards her, "Why are you up?"

"Follow mom." Madam Lan Ting grasped Xia Xingchen's hand tightly. Her hands were cold, as if there was no temperature at all, "Even if I die, I can't let you be used by them!"

Xia Xingchen's eyes were sore.

At this moment, Mrs. Lan Ting was obviously very weak, but the strength to pull her was great. Xia Xingchen was taken two steps outside by her. The long skirt of the white dress was dragged on the carpet.

"Aunt!" Why would Lan Ye be willing to let her go like this, she suddenly followed, "The car of the Yu family is already on the road! You take the bride-to-be and go away like this, you let them Yu family, the face of our Lan family how……"

Before he finished speaking, Lan Ting's muzzle was aimed at Lan Ye.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Lan Ye was usually courageous and used to seeing guns and bombs, but at this moment, when Sen Leng's gun was aimed at her, she was still shocked for a moment and raised her hands subconsciously.

"I don't want to hurt you, but don't stop me from taking the stars!" Lan Ting's tone was unstable, but his momentum was very compelling.

When it was determined that Lan Ye would not go back and forth, she turned around and dragged Xia Xingchen to continue walking outside. However, before reaching the door, a group of bodyguards carrying guns suddenly filed in with expressionless faces.

The footsteps are heavy and terrifying.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly condensed, making people breathless.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Zhan stepped forward.

He glanced at the gun in Lanting's hand, showing no sign of horror on his face. It seemed that what she held in her hand was nothing more than a toy.

The person who just told him coldly: "Pick me the second lady of the Lan family in the car!"

What a second Miss Lan Family!

Xia Xingchen felt ironic when she heard it in her ears.

"Dare you!"

Lan Ting raised his gun.

Those three words were thrown to the ground, almost exhausted the strength of the whole body, so that the bodyguards were shocked, hesitated and a little afraid to step forward.

Lan Zhan's face was cold, "What are you still doing in a daze?! Go up for me!"

With this drink, everyone had to step forward. Lan Ting loaded the gun neatly and pulled the trigger.

At that moment...

Everyone held their breath, and the more timid servants covered their ears in fear, and hid in the corner screaming.

but……

Surprisingly, the scene is very quiet...

Surprisingly quiet.

The appalling gunfire did not sound.

Lan Ting didn't give up, and even buckled a few times, but it was just the empty sound of a few metal collisions.

Lan Ye was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, "There are no bullets."

Lan Zhan sneered, "Sister, do you think I can still keep bullets in your pistol?"

Lan Ting panted with anger and threw down the gun in his hand, holding Xia Xingchen unwillingly to let go.

After a false alarm, the people in black under Lan Zhan's hands were naturally no longer afraid, and swarmed up to carry Xia Xingchen downstairs.

"Wait!" She, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

She pushed away the hands of the bodyguard, and held Madam Lan Ting, who was already weak and obviously weakened, and turned her head to let the servant help her into the room to rest.

"Xingchen!" Lan Ting was reluctant to leave, looking at her sadly, "Although engagement is not a marriage, it is not a joke!"

"Mom, don't worry, I know it in my heart." She said soothingly. At this time, there is no choice.

Lan Zhan didn't give them a chance to say anything, and let the servants help Lan Ting leave. Only then did Xia Xingchen follow Lan Zhan's people downstairs.

The New Year and the engagement were originally a festive occasion, but because of the sad mood of the bride-to-be, there was no lively atmosphere in the entire Lan family. The servants seem to be infected, and dare not say a word of congratulations.

Xia Xingchen sat on the sofa in a formal dress, waiting for Yu's car to come over.

In this kind of winter, even though there is a constant temperature inside, she still feels cold and shivering in the thinly-dressed.

She never took off the ring on her finger, and held it tightly, just like holding his hand, giving her a little more strength.

Yun wanted to sit with her, always feeling uneasy. After a while, after looking for a topic, he asked: "You don't look very good, is there something uncomfortable?"

"No." She answered briefly.

Yun Xiang sighed, took off the fur from her body and put it on her shoulders. "Wear so little, it will be cold outside for a while."

Lan Ye frowned and stretched out his hand to pull the fur away. Yun wanted to give her a reproach, "Yeye, what are you doing?"

"I bought this for you. Why do you want to use it for someone who is irrelevant?" Lan Ye put the fur on Yun Xiang's shoulder again, glanced at Xia Xingchen, and said coquettishly: "Mom, I do. Jealous."

How could Yun think that she could blame her for being such a baby? Sighed and said helplessly: "You, when will you be more sensible?"

Xia Xingchen sat aside, listening to the conversation between their mother and daughter, only feeling ironic.

Forcing her to such a point, Lan Ye could actually feel so at ease.

She sat there, her eyes closed gradually, and she was too sleepy.

"Here, here comes! Master, madam, Young Master Yu’s car is here!"

I don't know how long it took, a cry from outside broke in, and then, the mighty motorcade drove directly under the Roman pillars of the Yujia Manor.

Xia Xingchen was a little more sober, and the Lan family finally became lively, but, as the person involved, she was still sitting still, her expression on her face remained unchanged.

Yu Zenan came in person.

He is dressed very formally today. A black suit, a white shirt, and a bow tie around his neck. He is handsome and unrestrained, and a bit more mature than his usual dangling looks.

Xia Xingchen looked up and smiled at him.

It was a wry smile.

Yu Zenan walked over, spreading the gentleman's hand in front of her. Her eyelashes trembled, and she gently handed her hand to him, supporting him to stand up. He looked at her, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

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