Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 527
Dong Yu had never seen his father keep such things.

"Your mother gave it to you. It's there every birthday, and your father keeps it for you."

"Really?" Dong Yu's eyes lit up, holding the small shell, extremely rare.

Joey turned on the music for him, a very nice piano piece, presumably composed by Lan Qingchuan himself.Joey smiled slightly, "If you miss your mother, you can come here and listen to the voice of the little shell. Young master, this is a secret between us." He blinked.

Dong Yu hugged the little shell, said "hmm", and rolled over on the bed tenderly.

It has been a week since Lan Qingchuan and Lan Yuanli handed over the affairs related to Paris.The big manor has always been deserted, and now that there are a large number of people missing, it is even more deserted.The newly hired horticulturist is a skilled Frenchman, who planted roses by the Baita Lake.The old housekeeper praised his craftsmanship every day. Lan Qingchuan made some rose honey in his spare time and sent it to her white mother to try it out.

After the accident three years ago, the old man's health was not good enough.Lan Qingchuan has always felt guilty, and the manor has arranged a small guest house for her. She shirks it, but she will come back to live for a while from time to time.For all the things that happened that night, especially this one, Lan Qingchuan could not forgive Ou Yanzhe no matter what.

Now that the manor is empty, she misses Dongyu more and more, perhaps because she came to Paris, so close and yet so far away.

When Jacqueline heard that she was coming back, she brought a pair of children to the manor for afternoon tea.Lan Qingchuan hadn't seen her for a long time, so he personally made some western cakes and served them with freshly made plum sauce.

"I know you've been busy, why do you want to learn how to do this?" Jacqueline became more and more delicate and plump, took a few slices and ate them, and asked with a smile, "How long will you be here this time?"

"There are still some things to do, I guess I'll go back to China next month." Lan Qingchuan poured milk tea for her twins, and asked the female steward to bring some fruit and cheese.

"Oh, don't be too busy. These two little guys can't eat much, so leave them alone." Jacqueline waved her hand, and the two children ran to the Rose White Tower to play like little birds.

Lan Qingchuan looked at their backs, his eyes were slightly sour, and he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, "They've grown so big, how cute they are."

Jacqueline shook her head and said, "The two of them are like monkeys. You don't have to prepare so many gifts for them every year. They don't know how to cherish them before they are sensible." After taking a sip of tea, "You and the Marquis Everyone in Paris knows that it’s just hard for the children.” Jacqueline didn’t know what happened between them, but as a mother, she did get to the point.

Lan Qingchuan was silent, then sighed, "You don't understand, the relationship between me and Ou Yanzhe is not that simple."

The stewardess brought freshly made preserved fruit and yogurt, Lan Qingchuan took a plate and handed it to a friend, and asked the steward to take it to the clock tower for the two children to try.

"I shouldn't have mentioned this in the first place." Jacqueline ate a piece of preserved fruit, "I think you've lost weight again. Do things in the family have to be so desperate?"

Lan Qingchuan laughed, "It's not desperate, but someone needs to do it."

"Then you have to take good care of yourself." Jacqueline said distressedly, "Look at you, you are so thin. I have a cook at home, and he is very skilled. You are in the manor these days, I let him come over, you take care of yourself on."

(End of this chapter)