C2 Yan Chen You're Here

Beside them, girls began snickering, men were jeering, and there were even people collectively applauding and shouting, "Mu Lanxi!" "Mo Lanxi!"

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the vending machine. She was stunned!

"Liar!"

What a bear! It was just beside the road, where did it go?

Lan Xi's spirits rose. In addition, she was already feeling sad and aggrieved in her heart. She slapped the vending machine and shouted, "Spit out the money and give it back to me!"

At this time, she didn't notice that the other students had all stopped talking. They didn't even dare to breathe, and just dug around with their slender white fingers, feeling indignant until a thick palm fell on her shoulder.

"Lanxi." An affectionate voice with a hint of worry in it sounded.

She could not wait to turn her head. Her small face covered in thin sweat glowed in the darkness. Only after staring blankly for a moment did she clearly see that that loving face was actually the face of her youngest uncle, who had loved her the most since she was young.

Her heart skipped a beat! After a moment, she tilted her head and saw the cars parked by the roadside. Her beloved aunt leaned against the side of the car with a troubled expression on her face. Inside the other car was her ashen-faced father and a few top political officials.

Without needing to think about it, she knew that her father must have thrown away all face in order to make the Mu family fall into a dangerous situation. He had relied on the small connections he had with the army to invite all the key figures in the political world and the business world.

Therefore, at that moment, what she lost was not her own face, but the Mu family's face!

As she thought of this, Lan Xi's face became boiling hot. Under her long eyelashes, there was a sparkle. She lowered her head and didn't say anything.

"I really don't want to see this disappointing thing!" Mu Ming was infuriated. He clutched his chest as his heart beat rapidly, turning to the gentle woman beside him, "When will Yan Chen arrive?"

When the woman heard this, her expression softened and she said, "Yan Chen, he …" The sound of a motor stopping came from the door.

That light sound caused the woman to be ecstatic, and she said in a low voice, "It's here!"

It seemed to be a matter of great joy.

The bright rays of the morning sun were scattered across the living room floor, quietly waiting. A shadow broke the trance, and as he came, the sound of his shoes, like a steady and slow step on a person's heart, revealed a shadow as sharp as a knife. The stewards accompanying him seemed to be slightly shorter. They were clearly the ones who had led him in, but it seemed as if he was the owner of this luxurious palace, and the imposing manner they exuded could easily intimidate him.

Lanxi had not been interested to begin with, and now she lazily raised her eyes.

The man was still carrying his luggage. When he arrived at the living room, his footsteps slowed down. His cold gaze clearly softened when he looked around. He lowered his gaze and placed his luggage on the floor. He lowered his gaze and said, "Mom."

The woman smiled gently, and there were even tears in her eyes. She was so excited that she didn't know what to do. Clenching Mu Mingsheng's hand, she said excitedly, "Oh, Yan Chen, you're here. Come over quickly …"

The man put his hand into his pocket and stared at the woman with his deep eyes. He interrupted her, "I'm a bit tired. I'll stay here for ten minutes, and then I'll go back and settle down. Ten minutes, no rush. "

Some words were simple and easy to say. A few minutes were enough.

The woman's expression immediately turned awkward.

Compared to her, Mu Ming Sheng was even more excited. However, after dozens of years of training in the battlefield, he was still as steady as a mountain. His bloodshot eyes trembled a little as he held the woman's hand and said in a low voice, "Ru Qing, you're really not in a hurry." In order to soothe Mu Yan Chen's emotions, he said in a deep and deep voice, "Lanxi, get up and get to know Yan Chen. He's the son of your Auntie Ruqing. He's 25 this year and has always been overseas, so you haven't had the chance to meet him. As for calling him Big Brother, you …

However, when Mu Ming Sheng saw her small body squatting on the ground in a sorry state, he couldn't help but furrow his brows …