Hua Chengya looked at Yu Qiuran blankly in the eyes of her brothers and sisters in disbelief: "Aran, what are you..." Suddenly broke.

They had agreed to help keep the identity of the designer secret before he was able to become independent.

Yu Qiuran beckoned him to come and sit: "I'm sorry I made an assertion and did something for you, but I think what you've been pursuing can actually be shown openly."

The maid sister presented her with another file bag. Yu Qiuran gave it to Hua Chengya: "The time is ripe."

Hua Chengya opened it and took a look. There are related contracts and documents about the establishment of an independent designer studio for him. The investor is Yu Qiuran.

Yu Qiuran saw him staring at the document in a daze, and joked: "What's wrong? Are you scared by my harsh conditions?"

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"No," Hua Chengya's eyes suddenly turned red, "I just didn't expect you to give me such a surprise."

If he can sign this contract with Yu Qiuran, he can slowly stand up on his own and gradually get rid of the control of the Hua family.

Sister Hua screamed frantically: "I don't agree!"

Yu Qiuran showed a surprised look: "May I ask which onion are you? Ah Cheng is an adult and can make his own decisions. The flower family owner may not necessarily be able to interfere, where is it your turn to speak? ?"

Hua Chengya is two years older than the other three of the Dongmang Club, and she is indeed over eighteen years old.

Sister Hua looked ferocious: "You can try and see if you can set up the studio."

Yu Qiuran tapped the table with her index finger: "You mean to suppress us?"

She suddenly turned her head to hold back a smile, then turned back and asked in a sincere tone:

"I'm actually really curious, where did you get the confidence for your harsh words? From the broken father-daughter relationship? The Li family who is very dissatisfied with you and can't compete with the Yu family? Or? Li Goudan, your unsatisfactory daughter?"

She laughed: "As the saying goes, don't bully the poor. But I was not 'poor' when I was young, and I will only be more successful in the future. And your life of failure has already been established, how dare you stand in front of me Talking nonsense?"

She showed an unbelievable look: "It turns out that people really don't have such a level of self-knowledge?"

The satirized elder sister Hua turned ashen and her lips trembled with anger.

But everyone else behind her stepped up. They never want to see Hua Chengya shine in the upper-class celebrity circle as a designer.

Because this may affect the preference of the flower owner and change the distribution of the estate.

Fourth Brother Hua is a person with some industry and little power in the crowd. He looked threatening: "Master Yu, we know that you are very capable. But you are too young, and many things in society are not as simple as you think."

Hua Liuxiong, who had been fighting with him just now, also stood on a united front with him again.

But Hua Liuxiong sang a red face, with consolation: "Yes, there are so many of us, after all, we are a lot older than you and eat a lot more rice than you. Especially It's a kind of network, sometimes it's not a high status, you can have it."

Hua Chengya knows exactly what they are for. He was grateful for Yu Qiuran's support, but he didn't want her to get entangled with this group of people for himself and cause her trouble.

So he stood up, suppressed the disgust in his heart, and said indifferently: "You stop yelling at A Ran. No matter whether I sign an agreement with her in the end, I will leave the Hua family, never A part of the flower family…”

He didn't speak, but Yu Qiuran interrupted him: "What did you say, Ah Cheng? It's yours, why not?"

Some of Hua Chengya's brothers and sisters were originally looking at Hua Chengya stubbornly guaranteeing, showing a bit of joy, but now they immediately collapsed.

Yu Qiuran turned a blind eye to their low air pressure, and persuaded Hua Chengya bitterly: "Why should you give up the property you have been assigned by your ability in the future, but it will be cheaper for others."

"It's one thing to be free and work hard, but the flower family owes you, not you, so you have to accept the money delivered."

She knew Hua Chengya's heart knot, thought for a while, and suggested to him: "If you really feel that the property is disgusting, you can sell it to help others, and by the way, give my aunt some blessings report."

Hua Chengya looked at her frankly and didn't take it seriously. The anger, sadness, disgust and other emotions in her heart to the Hua family all followed her calm look gradually became stable.

But the Hua family brothers and sisters looked at Yu Qiuran and made arrangements for Hua Chengya as a matter of course.

But none of this scare Yu Qiuran. She glanced at everyone with a smile, and in her eyes of "nushan", they all involuntarily lowered their voices.

Yu Qiuran touched his chin: "The fourth brother said just now that we need to solve it in a social way, that's ok."

Social Dye snapped her fingers. The maid elder sister smiled and pressed the micro-projector in her hand, and cast a virtual light screen in the air with a video playing in it.

It was just the scene of the death of the society where everyone was frantically "pursuing their dreams" and the demons danced wildly.

Hua brothers and sisters were forced to review their ugly state, their faces were red and white, and they stood stiffly and motionless.

Yu Qiuran, who didn't know when to put on sunglasses, had an unusually cold tone: "You are older than me, you know more people, and you must also hope that your wider network will see yourself 'high-spirited'. the style'."

Everyone looked stiff and said nothing, watching her pick and choose from the tray held by another maid, and finally chose a rose gold chain for Hua Chengya to wear.

Yu Qiuran put her arm on the back of the chair behind Hua Chengya, and raised Erlang's legs: "Acheng is the person I cover, you better think about it, how can he leave? Come on, help him persuade the head of the Hua family."

She picked up the buckle with her index finger and turned the small remote control that controls the video playback: "Don't do other unnecessary things, I am more social than you think."

Yu Qiuran, exuding the aura of a boss, raised her chin towards the door of the box: "Disappear from me in three seconds."

The brothers and sisters of the Hua family looked resentful, but their feet danced obediently and quickly disappeared at the door of the box.

The service staff brought by Dongmang Club also withdrew wisely, leaving room for them to speak

Ah Ran, why do you always come up with weird things."

Yu Qiuran laughed: "Is it fun?"

Hua Chengya finally stopped laughing. A tear flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Yu Qiuran tenderly: "Aran, it's not worth it for you to meet them for me."

Yu Qiuran waved: "This group of people is not a threat to me, it is nothing. But it is really laborious to communicate with the fool. So..."

She pushed the studio's signed documents to Hua Chengya: "Can you make more money for me to compensate me?"

Hua Chengya looked down at the terms above, and gently touched the name of Party A that Yu Qiuran had signed in advance on the document.

According to the terms and conditions, he will be a professional designer in the future and will produce a fixed number of finished products every year.

He seemed to be reluctant to read the document for a while, and finally raised his eyes to look at Yu Qiuran, with a sincere and wistful tone: "Aran, I don't know how to thank you for taking the time to do this for me. A lot, but I will..."

Yu Qiuran interrupted him: "You plan to continue to develop in the opera world in the future. Because of Auntie, right?"

Hua Chengya glanced nervously at Madam Hua, fearing that her mother would be sad for such words.

However, Mrs. Hua, who has always been indecisive and lacking in her own opinion, saw him look over, stood up suddenly, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Sell yourself, Xiao Cheng! I will repay Master Yu's kindness in the future!"

Hua Chengya never thought that a gentle and weak mother would have such a strong attitude, she was shocked for a while.

Mrs. Hua pressed her head and asked her son to sign the "Deed of Prosperity", holding Yu Qiuran's hand with tears in her eyes: "Master Yu, Xiaocheng will entrust it to you in the future."

Yu Qiuran showed a radiant smile: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will treat him well."

Mrs. Hua nodded: "I have nothing to worry about giving it to you."

She took Hua Chengya's hand again and looked forward firmly: "Don't be afraid, Xiaocheng, mother supports you to pursue your dreams. I will also fight for you and myself. "

She picked up the thin strap of her handbag, threw it on her shoulders, straightened her waist, and walked out with wind:

"My dream, I will realize it by my own efforts, and I don't need you to help me bear it! I have already figured it out, although I can no longer perform on stage, I can cultivate more disciples. The opera world is shining brightly.”

Yu Qiuran motioned to the maid and sister to divide a part, and sent Mrs. Hua, who wanted to take office immediately, back to Liyuan.

Hua Chengya was confused by her resolute and resolute mother as if she had changed her mind.

In fact, Yu Qiuran was also surprised, she did not expect that she could really brainwash the "greenhouse rose" (not) into a "sounding rose".

She looked at Hua Chengya, who was still a little stunned, and smiled: "Don't worry, this effect is not permanent, it will return to your familiar character after a while."

"But before that, I think my aunt will get used to the job first, which is good." She put away the signed documents with satisfaction.

Mrs. Hua was directly abducted by her from the Hua family mansion, so what are you waiting for if you don't take advantage of it now?

After showing him, Yu Qiuran thought for a while: "I have done what I can do, and you can talk about the flower family. Although it's not that I can't solve it for you, but I think there is still a difference between helping moderately and doing it over and over."

Yu Qiuran shrugged her shoulders: "Some things still have to be done by yourself to be happy. After all, you have to give the protagonist a chance to appear handsomely, don't you?"

Hua Chengya looked at her warm and shining golden eyes with a relaxed expression.

Yu Qiuran said it simply, but he knew very well how much preparation she needed to do behind the scenes to achieve today's situation smoothly.

In his heart, there was a warm current mixed with emotion, joy, guilt and other emotions.

At this time, Yu Qiuran heard the system notification: [Host, your seventh energy ball is full, do you want to draw cards? 】

[Pick it up. 】

[Congratulations on getting the skill card "Gray Boy's Glass Slipper" - it can't make you beautiful, but it can make you stronger. Number of times it can be used: 1. 】

According to the introduction on the back of the card, after using this skill, there will be a buff effect of "strength enhancement 30%" and "pain immunity 30%".

At the same time, because this magic item is the twin brother of "Cinderella's Crystal Slipper", there is still a certain chance to stimulate the possibility of "30% increase in charm".

Sounds very useful, Yu Qiuran put it away.

And Hua Chengya, who had sorted out her emotions, restrained herself, opened her arms and asked, "Aran, can you give me a hug?"

Yu Qiuran was stunned for a moment. Since knowing her real gender, although Hua Chengya is still very close to her, he secretly avoided some intimate contact behaviors.

This is the first time the other party has requested such physical contact since then.

Yu Qiuran smiled: "Of course you can."

She stood up and walked over to hug Hua Chengya.

However, before she could get close enough, she felt her wrist being grabbed from behind and yanked.

Yu Qiuran turned around and was dragged by Ao Jingyi and rushed into his arms.

She held Ao Jingyi's shoulders, raised her eyes to see his dark eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Ayi?"

The other party looked down at her and did not answer.

Yu Qiuran carefully looked at the other party's expression, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

Ayi, wouldn't he be affected by that brainwashing skill card... right?

The two stood close to each other, their breaths even blending together. Yu Qiuran saw Ao Jingyi staring at him intently, as if there was nothing else in the world.

She avoided the other party's dark eyes, and for some reason she was a little uncomfortable, and secretly took a half step to the side.

But Ao Jingyi grabbed her hand again: "Aran, I have something to tell you."

Yu Qiuran laughed dryly: "Okay, you say."

Seeing his slightly smiling eyes curved into gentle and innocent arcs, he seemed satisfied with her answer.

Yu Qiuran felt that she couldn't bear such dog eyes. She scratched her cheeks and motioned for the other party to return to the table together: "Let's sit down and talk slowly."

Hua Chengya behind her looked at the intimate behavior of the two and Ao Jingyi, who only had Yu Qiuran in his eyes, a flash of loss quickly flashed on his face.

He covered the bitterness in his eyes, and his tone was smiling: "A Ran, then you and A Yi have a good chat, I will go back to the backstage to pack up."

"Don't—" Yu Qiuran leaned over and grabbed the corner of his clothes, winking him desperately, signaling him to look in the direction of Zhan Shenlang.

When she sat down, she realized that Zhan Shenlang, who had been sitting silently at the table, seemed to have also been accidentally injured by a brainwashing card.

Because he dipped the tea in the cup for a while, drew designs similar to the structure of weapons on the table, and cut the cake with a knife, trying to carve out parts for assembly.

Because the tea painted on the table will continue to smudge, and the dessert is cut crookedly and cannot be formed at all, so Zhan Shenlang is getting lower and lower, and he begins to turn into a human-shaped refrigerator again, whizzing A icy hurricane with small snowflakes blowing out.

Yu Qiuran was discussing with Hua Chengya in a low voice what to do when Ao Jingyi, who was holding her left hand, leaned over and pulled away her right hand, which was holding the corner of Hua Chengya's clothes. , holding both of her hands in his own.

Hua Chengya quickly realized that Ao Jingyi's domineering and childish behavior was obviously not normal.

Ao Jingyi's two claws were placed on Yu Qiuran's two hands, looking up at her aggrievedly.

Yu Qiuran coaxed him: "Oh, tell me, I'm listening, I'm listening intently."

But she adjusted her posture and sat upright, saying that after she listened carefully, Ao Jingyi lowered his eyes again and did not speak.

Seeing that she couldn't open her hands, Hua Chengya had to sit down with Zhan Shenlang.

Watching Shen Lang finish a plate of cakes with a knife and fork, he fell into a deeper autism, and Hua Chengya, who was shivering from the cold, quickly brought him a new plate, and used His skillful hands worked hard to help him carve.

While accompanying Shen Lang, he asked Yu Qiuran helplessly: "What happened to them?"

Yu Qiuran was silent for a moment, then laughed dryly: "Hahaha maybe... I accidentally drank a fake bar."

As soon as she talked to Hua Chengya, Ao Jingyi rounded the dog's eyes aggrievedly again, and the corners of his mouth turned down, looking at her sadly.

Yu Qiuran quickly turned his attention to him: "I'm looking at you. Say it."

Ao Jingyi sat up straight, with a Chen Su face, shining all over, exuding the brilliance of a successful person and a wise elite.

Yu Qiuran twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw that he suddenly turned into a man from a cartoon, with a flowery background and bgm.

But she waited for a long time, but she did not wait for him to finish reading the article. So she decided to guide first: "Ayi, are you going to tell me about your dreams..."

Ao Jingyi finally said: "My dream...is you."

Yu Qiuran wore a huge question mark: "Ayi wants to be like me?"

Ao Jingyi shook his head: "No, I want to be family with you."

While he said, he turned around to get the pastries on the table, and happened to pick up the plate that Zhan Shenlang finally cut into the shape of an engine.

Zhan Shenlang, who buried his head and was busy drawing with tea, slowly raised his head, and a strong cold air swept through the blizzard and covered everyone's heads.

The snow-covered Hua Chengya snatched the plate from Ao Jingyi's hand and put it back in place, and smiled at Zhan Shenlang soothingly.

And before Ao Jingyi's aggrieved expression was fully revealed, he shoved another plate of cut-and-tumble dim sum into his hand.

Ao Jingyi stayed in place for a while, as if he didn't notice anything wrong, he turned his head again, picked up a fork and tied a piece of broken cake, put it to Yu Qiuran's mouth, and repeated: "I I want to be family with you."

Yu Qiuran clenched her chin and glanced down at the dim sum that came to her mouth. Seeing Ao Jingyi, who stubbornly sent the fork forward, she paused, and finally accepted his feeding with great cooperation.

Ao Jingyi kept feeding Yu Qiuran snacks, and said intermittently: "I want to be able to feed you your favorite snacks like this..."

He wants to hold hands with Ah Ran to have afternoon tea, feed each other like a sweet couple, laugh and scoop different flavors of ice cream from each other's bowls, and drink a drink at the same time with two straws .

“I want to hold an umbrella for you on a rainy day…”

On a rainy day, in the evening after the class together, he and Ah Ran could hold an umbrella together and walk intimately side by side through the dimly lit street lights. The pattering rain curtain separates them from others, giving them a small world where they look at each other and smile without being disturbed.

"I want to have joint property with you..."

He hoped that the two would not have to sign a prenuptial agreement with mixed calculations, like a marriage of a family that guards against each other. to Ah Ran.

"I think I have the right to say no to those who pursue you..."

Maybe the two of them can get married after all. But can he get A Ran's response one day, and as a couple recognized by her, can he justly expel those who covet her and come to confess to her?

Ao Jingyi was talking, he suddenly woke up from a frenzied dream, and he froze in place after realizing what he had done.

But Yu Qiuran did not find his sobriety, but was relieved that he finally stopped feeding himself.

She smiled and stared at Ao Jingyi, using a constant gaze to confuse him, but then she slowly took out the plate from his hand, put it on the table with her back behind her, and pressed "cou" pushed out.

During the period, she cautiously glanced at him with a quick drooping gaze, and found that he was still holding the plate with his hands spread, and did not seem to notice her movements.

In order to divert his attention, she immediately reached out and grabbed his claw, which was raised in the air, and let out a long sigh.

Yu Qiuran said earnestly: "Ayi, I really didn't expect..."

Ao Jingyi, who was sober but did not dare to speak, was a little panicked.

Yu Qiuran's expression was very sad: "I take you as a brother, but you want to be my father!"

Turn her head to look out the window and look at Hua Chengya holding a teacup:…

The dumbfounded Ao Jingyi's eyes gradually changed from pretending to be dull to really dull.

Yu Qiuran recalled what Ao Jingyi said - I want to be a family member.

She imagined the scene according to the description of the other party.

In the morning, Dad Ao made a love omelette, a bacon sandwich, a hot glass of milk, and fed Yu Xiaoran, who ran in with rubbing his eyes, and three-headed body for breakfast.

Then with a loving smile, she wiped the milk stain around her mouth, helped her carry her schoolbag, and sent her to school.

Because of the rain, Yu Xiaoran "piapia" wearing a raincoat stepped on the puddle on the ground, and was a little unhappy worried that her favorite beautiful little leather shoes would get soaked. So Dad Ao picked her up and carried her into the classroom with an umbrella.

Yu Xiaoran grew up gradually, Ao's father took the initiative to transfer the property to her name when she was an adult, and the two jointly managed the family property.

One day Yu Xiaoran brought her boyfriend home, and Ao's father, who felt that his cabbage had been arched by a pig, said angrily, "No, I don't agree!"

…

I felt that I understood it perfectly, and Yu Qiuran, who was full of confidence, held Ao Jingyi's hand and said earnestly, "Ayi, I understand your lack of family relationships... "

Because I couldn't get the love of my parents in my original family, I longed to become a model "father" and make up for the inner defect by releasing love to others.

Don't want to poke at Ao Jingyi's sore spot, Yu Qiuran vaguely skimmed over the topic: "But I really can't help you realize this dream of yours."

She just wants to be someone else's dad, not like letting someone else be her dad.

Yu Qiuran coughed: "I admit that I am a little bit of a bear child, always making you worry..."

She used her thumb and index finger to compare an imperceptible gap: "But there is only so much, no matter how you look at it, I'm not suitable for your child at my age, right?"

She racked her brains to give Ao Jingyi advice: "I really can't do it. Maybe you can go home and discuss with Xiaomei and let her play with you..."

"Ah no!" After realizing that she had accidentally said her true thoughts, she immediately changed her tune, "What, I mean, I can let Xiaomei help you feel it in advance, accumulate a little bit and do it. The old father's experience."

Ao Jingyi's aura was dark, and he did not speak with his long eyelashes hanging down.

Yu Qiuran looked at his drooping ears and the small dark clouds with raindrops on his head, paused, very unbearable.

"Okay okay!" she sighed loudly, "I'll help you make it happen!"

She looked at the dim sum that was pushed far to the side, "I want to feed me dim sum, you just finished it."

Ao Jingyi Mood-1: He didn't think like this at all.

Yu Qiuran thought about the second item again: "I want to say no to those who pursue me, don't you usually do this? You help me block those crazy 'fans', I really Thank you very much."

Ao Jingyi Mood-10: That's not the same at all.

Yu Qiuran is still gushing: "As for my true lover in the future, don't worry, I will definitely bring it to you brothers and let you help me check. If you think he can't do it, I will absolutely listen to you and will not be with him."

Ao Jingyi Mood-100: Liar! You obviously even have a fiancée, so you will coax people!

"Well—as for the common property," Yu Qiuran touched his chin, and suddenly saw the file bag on the table, his eyes lit up, "This is also easy to handle! You invest with me. Wouldn't it be enough for Cheng's studio?"

She clapped the table and stood up: "I will let someone draw up a supplementary contract when I go back."

Ao Jingyi Mood-10086: No, he doesn't need this kind of common property!

Yu Qiuran worked hard, but in the blink of an eye, the small dark cloud above Ao Jingyi's head changed from a light rain to a pouring rain.

She was shocked. Should not be! Is it because the last wish did not come true.

She gave Hua Chengya a look, indicating that she might have to take a step first and would wait for him and Zhan Shenlang outside the theater.

Then she grabbed Ao Jingyi and dragged him out of the box: "Go! And an umbrella!"

She took the **** umbrella handed over by the maid at the door, opened it with a "bang" and held it on top of the two of them, and coaxed Ao Jingyi: "You won't be sad after holding the umbrella. good."

Hua Chengya watched the housekeeper of the Ao house and the maid of the Yu family stand on either side, following along, squirting upward with a large toy water gun to create "artificial rainfall".

Yu Qiuran held an umbrella and squeezed Ao Jingyi laughing. Ao Jingyi took the umbrella over, leaned to her side, and looked at her bright smile, and finally couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Then Yu Qiuran squeezed the sides of his cheeks with his hands, making a bigger smile.

Hua Chengya watched them drifting away, and slashed the back of Zhan Shenlang's head with a "swoosh": "Stop pretending, I know you're sober."

Hua Chengya couldn't help but ask him, "Do you think Ah Ran is really stupid, or is he pretending to be stupid?"

Zhan Shenlang: "Yes..."

To be honest, his intuition told him that Ah Ran was not pretending. But it was difficult for him to admit that the king of beasts in his heart, the impeccable Yu Dian, would be so stupid.

In the end, he answered with difficulty: "I don't know..."

Hua Chengya stroked her long hair irritably: "Never mind, let these two idiots grind it out!"

Zhan Shenlang silently followed his angry back.

He sighed in his heart, maybe, at the upcoming Academy Qixi Lantern Festival, things will turn around?