Jiang Minglan didn't say a word, nor did he look at her.
Jiang Mengyue reached out to hold his clenched hand and begged in a low voice, "Lan'er, sister apologizes to you, please don't ignore me, okay?"
She lowered her posture, apologized tenderly, and asked Jiang Minglan for forgiveness.
There was quite a commotion at the entire banquet due to the arrival of Fu Yuxiu and Wen Li. Almost everyone believed that Mu Wen Li was hooking up with the adopted son of the Nan family, a sick and weak adopted son who was not taken seriously.
But when the two got out of the car, Nan Jinchuan stepped forward to open the door. It looked like he was opening the door for an unloved adopted son, but it also looked like a father's attitude towards his son.
Even when the moon was high, she failed to produce a flower from the seed.
The cracked seeds on the ground were piled up in the corner. If Mu Mian statement was to be followed, Murong Yun felt that she had murdered many lives.
"Its a sin, a sin."
Jiang Ning "..."
After a while, she replied, "That's right. If you get better as soon as possible, Mother won't worry."
For some reason, Jiang Minglan felt that his gloomy mood had become much lighter. He snorted coldly and said, "Okay, I understand. We will just give that maid her freedom?"
Nan's Dinner Party
Ningzhou Hotel was fully booked, and it would be no exaggeration to say that the entire banquet hall was decorated luxuriously and extravagantly. From the entrance to the lobby, all the decorations were made of gold foil.
In the middle of the venue, the word "Nan Family" was carved in pure crystal. The radiance cast by the crystal lanterns hanging down from the dome-style roof reflected the brilliant light.
......
"Princess, why do you encourage King Qi?"
Xiao Cui also didn't understand. Why does her County Princess worry about King Qi even though she clearly doesn't like him?
"You don't understand. If he really succeeds in capturing Baili Shuangxue, then this princess will have less trouble."
Unexpectedly, he woke up safe and sound, and his body was much lighter than before.
Jiang Ning walked in, sat down, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly and methodically.
Jiang Minglan stared warily for a while, her eyes almost aching, but she didn't wait for Jiang Ning to answer.
