Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

Ye Lan asked for leave just to say hello, because even the subject leader had to consult her for cultural courses, and Chen Maoyuan couldn't agree even if he didn't want to.

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, the rest of the people in the classroom had returned and were talking about the impressive results of Team Poshan's selection in the morning.

"That's the ace sniper Ji Bing Lao Niu. I thought Chen Zhexi was very smooth at first, but I didn't expect that as soon as he took action, with a cigarette in his mouth and half a cigarette squinting, he shot Chen Zhexi in the head."

"That shot is so damn cool!"

"Ye Shen, Ninth Young Master, if you didn't go see it, it would be a great loss in life."

Luo Junpeng, a game-addicted idiot, gave a live broadcast of a class, and he was so excited that he was drooling.

Ye Lan by the window did not express any opinion when he heard this, his expression remained as usual.

Xie Chenan listened with disdain and curled his lips, "This operation is awesome? It's something I've never seen in the world."

"Isn't this awesome?! I dare say there is no other person in the entire server who can play his Dragon Subduing Tail."

Subduing the dragon and wagging its tail is Ji Bing's famous trick, and no one has been able to break through it so far, including himself.

"Oh, why not, next to me..." Xie Chenan suddenly paused in the middle of his retort, remembering that the girl might not want to be known about the game, so he changed his posture, picked up the book to block his sight, "Go away, go away, don't Interrupting my study."

Luo Junpeng: "..."

Ninth Young Master, if you don’t want to hear it, find a better reason.

You need to learn. Does anyone believe this?

However, for the entire afternoon that followed, the students in the back rows watched helplessly as Xie Chenan stared at an exercise book with fascination, as if he was possessed.

In the end, even Teacher Shi couldn't help but praise with joy: "Yes, the prodigal son will never be replaced by gold. Thank you, Mr. Xie, for having a particularly good study attitude today. Keep it up."

Hearing the sound, Xie Chenan didn't even raise his head, as if he had been immersed in the ocean of knowledge and couldn't extricate himself. The degree of exaggeration was simply breathtaking.

But the truth is...

"Ye Lan, what does it feel like to draw Qi into the body? And is the fist style real? How long will it take me to practice it?"

The exercise book opened in Xie Chenan's hand contained introductory mental techniques.

The young man who had no interest in cultural studies accidentally became addicted to the mysterious world of ancient martial arts. In order to facilitate his understanding of the application of mental methods, Ye Lan gave him several basic physics book lists, and he memorized them all. , ran to the library to borrow it after class.

Seeing his drive to study hard, Ye Lan felt that it would not be difficult to pass the key exam in the future.

After all, everything is connected, and ancient martial arts is all-encompassing. Once you learn deeply, you not only need to know astronomy and geography, but also some less popular knowledge must be mastered flexibly.

Of course, these are things to follow.

In the following week, Ye Lan did not broadcast live or contact the Bai family. However, Mr. Qiao Kun learned that she was going to participate in a variety show and asked his grandson Qiao Jingyu to send several embroidered cheongsams from the bottom of the box.

"Grandpa is still recuperating in the hospital, so he can't deliver it in person. He said that these worthless clothes are just for Miss Ye to prop up the scene." Qiao Jingyu's tone was gentle and gentle, and there was no trace of the young master's coquettishness about him.

Ye Lan glanced at the several magnificent cheongsams in the mahogany box. Even if she didn't know the goods, she knew they were valuable, but thinking that this was the old man's repayment for saving her life, she didn't refuse.

"Thank you." She nodded slightly to accept the kindness, and then said calmly: "Do you have anything to ask me?"

Qiao Jingyu was startled, then smiled bitterly, "Sister Lanying said that if she has any troubles, she can come to you to solve her problems. I was still a little confused. Now it seems that you really have the ability to see into people's hearts."

Ye Lan is not surprised. After all, Miao Lanying and Qiao Kun are old acquaintances, and they must regard Qiao Jingyu as one of their own. Now that Qiao Jingyu's frown is so obvious, it makes sense for her to let him come to find her.

"Ayue, serve tea."

She turned around and led people into the courtyard and sat down under the ginkgo tree.

Qiao Jingyu hesitated for a while before tentatively talking about things at home, "Grandpa wants to drive my father out of the house, and he will leave the house clean."

"Yes." Ye Lan took a sip of tea and looked calm.

The unexpected surprise and confusion made Qiao Jingyu calm down a little, and he also expressed his entanglement, "One is grandpa and the other is father. How should I choose?"

Now his parents are forcing him to die at home all day long, asking him to beg his grandfather to take back his life.

He is an easy-going character, and now he is in a dilemma.

Ye Lan is familiar with his destiny, and he also knows that this step is a test given to him by Mr. Qiao Kun. If he goes wrong, the family fortune may be handed over to other branches, thus ruining his future future.

So after drinking the Dahongpao in the cup, she put her slender white palms on the tea tray and turned it over twice.

"Palm or back of hand, which one do you choose?"

Qiao Jingyu was silent after hearing this, "I can't choose."

Because the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat.

"It's not that you can't choose, you just don't dare to choose." Ye Lan's voice was cold, revealing a sense of detachment from the outside world, "Everyone in the world has a competitive spirit, because those who hold interests will always turn inward and will not give in easily. People notice it.”

The back of the hand is just a cover for people to deceive themselves and others.

Qiao Jingyu sat on the stone bench and was stunned for a long time. After a long time, she stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Ye Lan as a gift. Her tone was full of emotion, "Miss Ye is a very wise person and she has learned a lesson today. "

When leaving the villa, he sat in the car and looked at the girl in the courtyard. He felt that he was not worthy of the name he was regarded as a genius.

If there is a genius in the world, it must be like a girl.

Ah Yue prepared a lunch and came out to see Ye Lan alone in the yard.

"The guests are leaving? That's just right. Let's set off quickly. The game is about to begin."

Ye Lan turned around and saw that she was packed with bags, as if she was going for a spring outing, so he had to remind her: "There is a cafeteria inside the venue."

"There is no restaurant as good as mine, and of course I have to leave a good impression on my classmates when I meet you for the first time. And I want to let the public judge whether my cooking is delicious or what Yuchufang cooks. ." Ah Yue was stubborn and patted two large food boxes, Sima Zhao's intention was obvious.

Ye Lan shook his head and laughed. He did not comment on her perseverance in challenging. In the end, he did not stop her anymore and got on a special car at the gate of the community to go to the domestic e-sports league team game venue.

The venue was not far from Linshi, but when they arrived, there was already a long queue at the entrance of the venue. There were also various fan support lights and stalls selling peripherals, making it feel like a celebrity meeting.

"Ye Shen, there are too many people here. The Ninth Young Master asked me to pick you up and take you to the VIP passage." Luo Junpeng squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards them. When he got closer and saw Ah Yue's face clearly, his face flushed. She turned red immediately, and her voice suddenly became twitchy, "Ye Shen, is this your sister?"

Before Ye Lan heard the words, she saw Ah Yue walking forward with light steps and said delicately: "My little brother is so strong. I carry too many things. Can you help me?"

"Ah... If you can, leave it all to me, it's a small thing, haha..." Luo Junpeng was given a flirtatious look, and he immediately felt that he was dying, so he grabbed everything and followed his footsteps and walked forward lightly.

Ye Lan was speechless watching from behind, and only warned Ah Yue not to go too far.