Seeing that Song Yan was only wrapped in a bath towel, Pan Xiaolian looked pitiful on the bed.
Mrs. Chen was overjoyed.
He immediately fired at Song Yan: "Song Yan, what do you mean? If you like my niece, just pursue her openly. Why do you treat her like this?"
Qiao Lanxin sensed something was wrong at this moment.
It was clearly Pan Xiaolian who took the initiative to cooperate.
It seems like her son insists on sleeping with Pan Xiaolian.
What would happen if this got out?
"Mrs. Chen, that's not what you say..." Qiao Lanxin was about to speak when she was stopped by a look from Mrs. Chen.
"Sister Qiao, now that things have come to this, you must give our Xiaolian an explanation."
Qiao Lanxin felt like she was being held captive.
If she agreed, she would have to admit that it was her son who insisted on sleeping with Pan Xiaolian.
If you don't agree...
The good situation she had worked so hard to create was about to be destroyed.
After weighing the pros and cons, Qiao Lanxin had no choice but to say, "Ayan, you must be responsible. Since you have had a relationship with Miss Pan, you must be responsible for her."
Song Yan seemed to have not heard Qiao Lanxin's words at all, and passed between the two people like a wandering soul.
Mrs. Chen was immediately anxious when she saw this and quickly grabbed Song Yan's arm: "Where are you going? Are you going to deny it?"
Song Yan tilted his head and looked at Madam Chen with a gloomy look: "What do I want to do? Is it what you want to do? Whatever you want to do, hasn't it been arranged? Why keep pretending? Can't you just notify me about the marriage?"
Mrs. Chen: "You..."
Then he looked at Qiao Lanxin: "Sister Qiao, look—"
Qiao Lanxin didn't want to argue with Mrs. Chen.
She just wants Pan Xiaolian and Song Yan to get married.
Since Song Yan had no objection, she simply shook Madam Chen's hand and said, "Madam Chen, now that things have come to this, let's quickly arrange the marriages for our two children."
Mrs. Chen looked at Pan Xiaolian somewhat unwillingly.
She also wanted to get more for Pan Xiaolian.
After all, it was Song Yan who slept with the person.
Pan Xiaolian was worried that Song Yan would go back on his word, so she couldn't care less at the moment.
She wrapped herself in a quilt and walked towards Madam Chen: “Auntie, just listen to Aunt Qiao.”
Mrs. Chen: "Well, you are honest, child—"
Then, he turned to Qiao Lanxin and said, "Sister Qiao, I'm handing my niece over to you. You can't give her anything less than the betrothal gift. You can't let my niece down. Otherwise, we won't even be able to be friends anymore."
Qiao Lanxin: "Don't worry, it's absolutely necessary."
He said this, but sneered in his heart.
How could she possibly give Pan Xiaolian a betrothal gift?
Her son is so outstanding, how could Pan Xiaolian marry her son and even ask for a gift?!
dream!
Just then.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded from downstairs.
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
"It seems like he's here to look for A Yan." Upon hearing that the car was parked downstairs, Mrs. Chen expressed her guess.
The alarm bells in Qiao Lanxin's heart rang loudly.
The only one who can find this place is Song Qingyu.
Could it be that that bitch is back again?
She just said that the woman couldn't live without her son.
Pretending.
But it was too late.
Song Yan is going to marry Pan Xiaolian.
Song Qingyu has no more roles to play.
However, when the three of them went downstairs, they found that the person who came in was not Song Qingyu.
But it was a woman wearing a white mask.
The woman only showed a pair of round eyes, which looked very cute.
But her eyes were cold when she looked at people.
It will appear unlovable.
The woman's eyes swept over the crowd and said, "It's really lively."
The tone was sarcastic.
Qiao Lanxin suddenly became dissatisfied: "Who are you? Why are you running into my house and making trouble?"
"Who am I?" The woman laughed joyfully, as if she had heard a huge joke. Then her eyes fell on Song Yan, so sharp that it seemed as if she could peel Song Yan apart. "Song Yan, tell her who I am?"
Song Yan stood aside, frowning: "You have nothing to do here, just leave quickly."
Pan Xiaolian saw the bodyguards that the woman brought with her.
Each one is very tall.
You can tell at first glance that he has extraordinary skills.
She tugged at Mrs. Chen's clothes and said, "Aunts, since A Yan is busy, let's hide away for a while."
Mrs. Chen also noticed something: "Yes, Sister Qiao, let's go."
Qiao Lanxin was not afraid of the woman, but she was dragged away by two people, so she had to leave with them.
After the three people left, the woman spoke again: "Why didn't you tell her my identity?"
"Do you want to tell her?" Song Yan raised his eyes and met the woman's gaze, a flash of pain in his eyes.
The woman was startled, and a smile slowly spread out from the corner of her eyes: "Ayan, you have really grown up. You dare to disobey me."
As she spoke, she gently patted Song Yan's cheek.
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and slapped Song Yan hard in the face.
Song Yan was caught off guard.
He looked at the woman in surprise.
The bodyguards brought by the woman seemed to have not noticed this scene at all.
There was an expression of familiarity on his face.
Song Yan took a deep breath: "Why did you hit me?"
The woman narrowed her eyes, her tone so cold it could freeze anyone: "How dare you ask me this question, Song Yan? I've been too indulgent towards you, and that's why you've become so lawless!"
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