I'm going to raise my head again today

Chapter 439 The Lonely Boy Loves Me 16
On the left is a large flower garden. It is now in mid-April, and the violets in the courtyard are in full bloom, one after another.

When the breeze blows, there is a faint fragrance of flowers, filling the entire yard.

It has both visual enjoyment and olfactory nourishment. It is really the life of the rich.

After entering the gate outside the villa, every few steps, there will be oncoming servants bowing their heads and saying hello respectfully.

Zhuang Han still looked cold and ignored it.

And the challenge Luo Lan faced in the back was even greater. Almost everyone who saw her would cast all kinds of eyes on her, with scrutiny, curiosity, disdain and so on.

Let Luo Lan feel a little bit about Alexander.

But no matter what she said, she has experienced several lives, oh no, people from several worlds, she has never seen what kind of sister Dafeng Dafeng, she has been immune to it for a long time.

It's just... a little bit uncomfortable, after all, she is not an animal for people to watch in the zoo.

Of course, if she gave money, she wouldn't have so many dissatisfaction.

"Hey, boy, today's scene looks quite big." Luo Lan leaned close to Zhuang Han's ear and said softly.

Zhuang Han frowned slightly: "I don't call you hello."

Luo Lan was suffocated, and the smile on her face froze: "Hehe, I made a slip of the tongue."

But at the bottom, he pointed his fingers and cursed secretly, little brat, what a shame, sooner or later, my sister will clean you up into a docile manner.

"Yes, master." Luo Lan put on a doggy look.

Zhuang Han still pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Tch, why are you pretending to be cool?" Luo Lan murmured unhappily.

"What did you say?" Unexpectedly, Luo Lan's voice was heard even though Zhuang Han's ears were sharp.Immediately, his exquisite eyebrows frowned, and he stared at her, full of threats.

a bit dangerious.

Luo Lan's eyes wandered: "This is your hallucination, no, you didn't hear anything..."

"This is the young master, right?" Luo Lan hadn't finished speaking, when suddenly a woman in elegant clothes came out from the inside, seeing Zhuang Han, her eyes lit up.

Zhuang Han looked at the woman without nodding or shaking his head.

Looking at Zhuang Han, who obviously didn't take the "greetings" seriously, Luo Lan was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Yes, Zhuang Han, Master Zhuang." Luo Lan replied quickly.

"You are?" Seeing that Luo Lan was speaking for Zhuang Han, and she was completely unfamiliar with Luo Lan's appearance, the woman couldn't help asking.

But whether it is her movements or expressions, there is a sense of superiority that she claims to be superior to others.

Before Luo Lan could speak, Zhuang Han grabbed his wrist and dragged him inside.

"Han'er, I haven't seen Aunt Song yet." At this moment, a handsome man walked out of the room, about 55 years old.

A pair of majestic and powerful eyes. When they fell on the hands held by the two of them, they paused for a moment, but quickly moved away, reminding Zhuang Han as if nothing had happened.

Zhuang Han's beautiful eyes turned slightly, looked at Mrs. Song, and called out in a neutral tone: "Aunt Song."

There is no overly intimate attitude, on the contrary, it is very alienated and indifferent.

Father Zhuang wanted to say something, but he endured it, looked at Luo Lan with stern eyes for a moment, and then calmly called everyone in.

Entering the hall, you will be greeted by the resplendent and magnificent decoration.

The marble floor is smooth and discernible, and you can see the clear reflection of the figure when you look down.

On one side of the hall, beside a good mahogany table, there were quite a few people, about ten of them.

They talked and laughed together, and the atmosphere seemed lively.

(End of this chapter)