C81 Song Yan

Shangguan Lingwan was not an aggressive person. She would usually be a little confused. However, once someone opposed her, her mouth would become very nimble.

Ling Ruolan's expression was not good. Sometimes it would turn green and sometimes it would turn purple. She looked at Yin Hanchuan out of the corner of her eye. The man's eyes carried a smile and did not have any intention of attacking, causing her heart to instantly turn cold.

"Miss Shangguan, why is your upbringing so bad?" Ling Ruolan's face darkened.

"Upbringing? Miss, I think you should be in the same generation as me. I don't understand what kind of identity you have to stand in front of me and criticize my upbringing " Shangguan Lingwan raised her eyebrows and said aggressively, "Besides, when you open your mouth, you are scolding other people's vixens. Miss, I don't think your upbringing will be much better than mine. "

Ling Ruolan was speechless. She was a madman. Although her words were not as good as Shangguan Lingwan's, she would still do unexpected things.

She took a few steps forward and saw that a slap was about to land on the other party's delicate face but her hand was grabbed by someone in time.

Yin Hanchuan looked at her coldly. He did not loosen his grip at all. "Ling Ruolan, did you take my warning as a wind blowing by your ears?"

"Hanchuan!" Ling Ruolan felt pain. When Yin Hanchuan let go of her hand, there were a few bright red marks on her white wrist. From afar, it looked like a bracelet.

"Hanchuan, what are you doing?" A stern voice was heard, followed by the sound of high heels hitting the ground.

Yin's mother walked over with a face of displeasure. Her eyes fell on Shangguan Lingwan and she could not help but pause for a moment, but very quickly became exceptionally sharp.

"Auntie!" Ling Ruolan's eyes were filled with sparkling tears. Her pitiful appearance was like the whole world bullying her.

"Ruolan, be good. Auntie is here."

Shangguan Lingwan was somewhat disdainful. This so-called fiancée was already so old, yet she still wanted Yin's mother to use this kind of coaxing tone to coax her. It was really too shameful.

Ling Ruolan bit her lower lip pitifully and blinked her two eyes. She timidly looked at Shangguan Lingwan as if she had met a fierce beast and did not have the arrogant look from before.

Sure enough, a woman's change of expression was faster than flipping a book.

"Hanchuan, you are targeting Ruolan because of this woman?" Yin's mother reprimanded.

Yin Hanchuan looked up lazily. Obviously, he did not intend to answer Yin's mother. He only moved a few steps and tightly blocked Shangguan Lingwan behind him, in order to prevent her from facing Yin's mother's gaze that was as sharp as a knife.

The shadow fell on Shangguan Lingwan's body. She paused, but her heart could not help but warm up.

Yin's mother - Qiu Mei's expression was very ugly, "Hanchuan, quickly come over here. Look at you, what do you want to do now?"

"Mom, I am not young anymore." Yin Hanchuan said faintly, "I have the right to choose."

Qiu Mei stared at him. "Do you still care about me, your mother,?"

"This is not your reason to interfere with me." Yin Hanchuan said, "I said that I will not marry that woman."

That woman was naturally referring to Ling Ruolan.

Ling Ruolan's body trembled, and she looked like she was about to faint.

Qiu Mei sneered, "If you don't marry Ruolan, you still want to marry the woman behind you? Let me tell you, I only acknowledge Ruolan as my wife. Even if you don't marry, you still have to marry!"

Qiu Mei's words landed heavily on Shangguan Lingwan. She realized that it was not a matter of family compatibility. In Qiu Mei's eyes, she would never be able to compare to her fiancée, Ling Ruolan.

"If you want her to be a bride without a groom."

Yin Hanchuan's answer made Qiu Mei choke. She screamed in excitement, "Hanchuan, remember this. Even if I die, I will not let that woman become my daughter-in-law!"

"It's so noisy."

The clear female voice was not loud, but for some reason, it overshadowed Qiu Mei's scream. They turned around and saw a girl "standing" at the corner. Her face could not hide her irritation, "Mrs. Yin, this is the Soong family."

Qiu Mei was instantly speechless. Although she felt bad being criticized by a junior as an elder, she had indeed lost her composure.

"Sister Soong Yan, why are you here?" Ling Ruolan asked.

The girl called Soong Yan was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She sat in a black wheelchair and wore a long white dress. The skirt covered her calves and ankles, revealing a pair of small feet wearing leather shoes.

Soong Yan sneered, "Ling Ruolan, it has been so long and you are still so thick-skinned. Who is your younger sister?"

Ling Ruolan felt stifled, but she could not refute. One must know that Soong Yan was famous for being a treasure of Soong family. There was a perverted elder brother who loved his sister as much as his life and a pair of crazy parents who loved their daughter as much as their life. Whoever dared to make Soong Yan unhappy would be sentenced to death.

Even Ling Ruolan, who was called a "madman" by Du Chenjin, wouldn't dare to offend her.

"I am here to look for my model." Soong Yan faintly turned her head, "Miss Shangguan, promise me you will be my model."

Shangguan Lingwan was stunned and quickly realized that this girl was helping her out, "Okay."

Ling Ruolan could not believe that this eccentric Soong Yan would actually find Shangguan Lingwan to be her model?

Yin Hanchuan's eyes were deep, but this time he did not stop her. Qiu Mei could not bear it and directly pulled Yin Hanchuan over, "Follow me."

The two sides passed by each other.

Shangguan Lingwan and Yin Hanchuan suddenly turned around. Their eyes met, and it seemed like sparks were about to burst out.

There were some things that could not be said.

Shangguan Lingwan followed Soong Yan to a room. The room was very big and was in a square shape. There were all kinds of painting tools placed inside. The cast figures were neatly arranged in the corner. At first glance, it was a little scary.

"Sit down." Soong Yan's commanding tone.

Shangguan Lingwan sat on a chair made of vines. She leaned against the window and there was a white wall behind her.

She thought for a while and said, "Thank you."

Soong Yan was preparing to draw when she looked up, "What?"

"Thank you for your help just now..."

"I am not helping you, I am just helping Brother Yin." Soong Yan's words were calm, "If it wasn't for the fact that Brother Yin was in trouble, I wouldn't have made a move."

Calling Qiu Mei Mrs. Yin but calling Yin Hanchuan brother Yin, Shangguan Lingwan could not help but feel that the two of them were having an affair.

"Furthermore, you are indeed qualified to be my model."

A genius painting artist, Soong Yan, could produce millions of yuan per painting. It was inevitable that the requirements for a model were harsh.

Shangguan Lingwan remembered that the number of people she drew could be counted on one hand.

"As repayment, you just need to be an honest model for me." Soong Yan started to spread the canvas.

Shangguan Lingwan nodded and followed Soong Yan's request to sit properly.