Chapter 268 This is obviously irony

  The sky suddenly changed in the afternoon, and the clouds were so dark that it seemed to collapse.

   Ye Qingran wanted to get in the car and set off to go home before the heavy rain fell.

  She walked out of the library and was stopped by someone on the way to the parking lot.

This person is wearing a black suit, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, carrying the same black briefcase in his hand, smiling at her, and very respectfully introducing himself: "Miss Ye, hello, my name is Yu Wenxiu, it's Yan Mr.'s assistant."

   Ye Qingran: "..."

  Mr. Yan?

   Could it be Chu Yan's scumbag old man?

  She asked. It was Chu Yan’s biological father, who invited her to visit Yan's house.

  Are you really a guest?

   is indeed not a Hongmen Banquet.

  No matter what it was, she was going to see what this cheap future father-in-law was like. If he dared to bully Chu Yan, she would go and ask for some interest first.

   Ye Qingran was invited to a luxury car by Assistant Yu.

  Just after getting on the car, there was a heavy rain in the sky. Dense drops of water hit the glass and found a bang.

  Yu Wenxiu glanced in the rearview mirror, and Ye Qingran was sitting behind.

  The 18-year-old girl is cold, noble, and has the composure and calmness that is not suitable for her age, which makes people dare not to be contemptuous.

   seemed to be aware of his gaze, and Ye Qingran, who looked out the window, cast his gaze forward.

  Yu Wenxiu was taken aback, and quickly retracted his gaze.

  The girl’s faint look in her eyes makes people feel terrified for no reason.

  This girl doesn't look like a character that can be pinched.

  Mr. Yan invited her to the house today, did she really get her wish?

  The torrential rain in the sky keeps crashing and coming next.

  The car stopped in front of the gate of the banquet house. After Yu Wenxiu opened the door, Ye Qingran got out of the car unhurriedly and walked in under his leadership. Although the furniture and furnishings in the house are low-key, they are very noble and gorgeous.

   Transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows, standing by a woman in a white dress.

   is holding the phone while making a call.

  When she saw Ye Qingran coming in, she immediately turned her head and glanced, and then continued talking on the phone, her face was not very good.

  I don't know whether it was upset to see Ye Qingran coming, or the content on the phone annoyed her.

  Yu Wenxiu suddenly became a little embarrassed.

  He glanced at Ye Qingran subconsciously, but found that the expression on the girl's face did not change at all.

  'S gaze was also fundamental, not on Yan Ling who was on the phone, his expression arrogant as if nothing was in his eyes.

   glanced lightly around the house, and sat down directly on the sofa.

  And it happens to be in the middle of the sofa, the posture is casual, calm and elegant.

  As if she is the master here.

  Yu Wenxiu looked at it and couldn’t help but say something in his heart: Whether this girl really doesn’t care or pretends, she’s really overwhelming!

   Standing by the window, Yan Ling finished the phone call and turned to face Ye Qingran.

  With a decent smile on his face, he walked over and said, "I'm sorry, I just answered the call."

  Her voice is soft and amiable, and in this violent storm, people listen to the warm sun like a spring day.

  Yu Wenxiu quickly introduced to Ye Qingran, "Miss Ye, this is Miss Yan Ling."

   When Ye Qingran first came in, he probably guessed that it should be Chu Yan's half-sister.

"Hello there."

  She just replied, and she didn't mean to stand up.

  Yu Wenxiu stood beside him, very at a loss.

  This girl named Ye Qingran is really arrogant.

  If it weren't for her, that kind of cold and arrogant feeling, as if she was born with it, he would think that this girl is a villain.

  Thinking that she was with Chu Yan, she was so naive.

   Yan Ling didn't care about Ye Qingran's attitude, and sat down opposite Ye Qingran, and ordered people to serve tea.

   is an orthodox English afternoon tea.

  On the coffee table in front, there are three layers of desserts. The first porcelain plate is filled with different kinds of delicate desserts that have just been baked.

  She held the tea cup, smiled at Ye Qingran, then reported a tea name, and asked Ye Qingran if she liked it.

  Tea is the best, royal tribute.

  Elegant posture, whispering, dignified manners, and exquisiteness in everything.

   Ye lightly glanced at Yan Ling who was sitting upright opposite, stretched out his hand to lift the tea cup, and took a small sip.

  The corner of the mouth also evokes, if there is a deep smile.

  No one seems to pay attention to the existence of class, but class exists around everyone.

   Yan Ling at this moment looks generous and decent.

   But she is setting a class trap for her to show her superiority, which is beyond her reach.

  Before, she often saw other wives and daughters, using such tricks to change tricks, digging out each other's knowledgeable family and background.

  A posture, a piece of jewelry, a sentence, or even a certain book you have read.

  Or dig traps for others, and use class to make them feel ashamed.

   Seemingly simple and gentle to get along, it can be described as hidden murderousness everywhere.

  But she disdains to use it, and no one dares to use it on her, because she is Ye Qingran, the heir of the Ye family, and can look down on everyone from the mountain.

  So, she really did not expect that one day it would happen to herself.

   Yan Ling chatted with Ye Qingran for a few words, his eyes kept falling on Ye Qingran, and he secretly looked at Ye Qingran.

  The girl's words and deeds can't pick up a problem, it's perfect.

  The girl was sitting there. Although her dress was ordinary and her posture was very casual, her temperament was indescribably beautiful. The lantern above her head was covered, which made her very noble.

  A girl like this, whoever looks at it will never think that she came out of a small Jiangcheng.

   "Auntie Wen is sorry that she failed to apologize to Miss Ye." Yan Ling changed the topic and brought it to Steward Wen.

  "Who is that?" Ye Qingran didn't like Yan Ling.

  To be precise, she doesn't like everyone in the banquet house.

  Although, they are now polite to Chu Yan.

  But that was because Chu Yan was capable.

  Otherwise, Chu Yan's life at Yan's house is not sure how sad.

  Yan Ling wondered: "You haven't seen Aunt Wen. When that Aunt Wen left, why did she keep saying that she offended Miss Ye and wanted to apologize to you."

   She said, her tone suddenly increased: “But it doesn’t matter anymore. If her background doesn’t match her behavior, staying is destined to be a curse.”

   Ye Qingran smiled slightly, and said quietly: “I heard that Miss Yan is a hero in female middle school, and you supported the Yan family alone. Seeing you today, it really deserves your reputation.”

   Yan Ling was startled.

  What kind of support does she support? If she can really support it, she won't be in a hurry to find Chu Yan.

  This is obviously irony.

  She stared at Ye Qingran for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Miss Ye, not only choose the light in the eyes of men, but also her eloquence!"

   Ye Qingran smiled and replied: "Thank you for the compliment."

   Yan Ling: "..."

  Where did you hear you being praised?

  (End of this chapter)