Su Manyu was so humiliated that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She opened her mouth to refute, but found that what the other party said was all true. She was speechless and felt even more embarrassed.
At this time, Ye Qingqing finally couldn't stand the gaze of the crowd anymore and ran out crying.
"Qingqing." Su Manyu instinctively chased after him, feeling relieved. She stopped her adopted daughter at the street entrance outside the club. "Baby, don't listen to that old man's nonsense. In my heart, you've always been the best."
That's just in your eyes.
Ye Qingqing bit her lip, tears still stained her face, and she even felt a little resentful that Su Manyu had brought her to the show today.
If she hadn't come, she wouldn't have suffered such humiliation.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. Ye Lan looks like me, so she'll have to live in the spotlight in the future. But you're different." Su Manyu straightened her skirt and said proudly, "Your grades are better than Ye Lan's. You'll have a great future."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingqing's face froze and her eyes flickered.
Recently, the Ye family company had problems, so Su Manyu had not yet gone to school to collect her midterm exam report card, and did not know that Ye Lan was the top student in the grade.
Thinking of this, she panicked and threw herself into her mother's arms, hesitantly saying, "I know. I'm just sad that Xiao Lan didn't stand up to speak for her mother just now, and she kept standing next to Master Qiao."
The eye drops were very successful and immediately left a thorn in Su Manyu's heart. Not only did it wipe out the pride that her own daughter had become the national treasure-level master Muse, but she also blamed her for not standing on her side.
"Oh, fortunately, Qingqing has been by my side for so many years. You are really a caring little cotton-padded jacket for your mother." Su Manyu was extremely grateful and relieved, and felt that even if her biological daughter was always by her side, she might not be so caring.
Ye Qingqing leaned on her shoulder, her pupils facing away from the light filled with resentment.
Ye Lan, I will definitely step on you again!
On the other hand, the lively atmosphere in the club was not interrupted by the episode between the mother and daughter of the Ye family. Instead, more and more fashion experts, after being amazed by Ye Lan's appearance at close range, extended invitations more enthusiastically and offered generous conditions.
However, Ye Lan only selected a few that he was interested in, and frankly stated that he was a student and the most important thing at the moment was to take the exam.
"Ye Lan is the top student in Jiangjing No. 1 Middle School and is a key training target. Don't even think about having any bad intentions." Miao Lanying stepped forward and hugged Ye Lan, revealing everyone's thoughts meaningfully.
When everyone heard this, they expressed regret and were amazed. "He's actually a top student in school. He has good looks, talent, and ability. He's almost as good as Mr. Qiao's grandson."
Qiao Kun, who was originally in a good mood, frowned upon hearing this and snorted, "Don't mention that brat. If his father doesn't learn tailoring, he's really going to study abroad. I don't even want to pass on my legacy to him."
Eh?
Everyone was stunned and a little surprised.
After all, Qiao Kun's grandson started learning tailoring at a very young age and was praised for his talent many times. There was almost a consensus in the industry that he would inherit the embroidery skills.
Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.
"Well, let's not talk about such annoying things. I have no regrets in my life as long as I can meet Mr. Ye while I am alive and he can inspire my creative inspiration." Qiao Kun waved his hand, looking open-minded. After exchanging a few words with everyone, he said that he was a little tired and wanted to rest.
When he turned around, Ye Lan, who had been standing aside and rarely spoke, suddenly supported him and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Qiao Kun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, maybe I've been tired recently."
Ye Lan took the man's pulse and found nothing wrong with him. However, looking at the old man's forehead which had suddenly turned black, he said, "I'll take you to the lounge."
"No, no, everyone has something to ask you." Qiao Kun waved his hand after hearing this. He also wanted her to have more access to resources so that she could live a better life in the future, so he insisted on going back to his room.
Ye Lan couldn't resist, but finally let A Yue follow.
Miao Lanying couldn't help but joked when she saw this, "It's rare to see you care so much about others. Why don't you just inherit the old man's legacy? I heard that he hasn't been in good health recently, and his family is in a state of discontent because they don't agree with his grandson inheriting the legacy."
At the end of her speech, she sighed softly. She could understand the Qiao family's idea of not wanting their only male child to learn needlework.
It’s just a pity about Qiao Quin’s craftsmanship.
Ye Lan glanced at the old man's departing figure and replied calmly, "I have no fate with him."
Hearing this, Miao Lanying was stunned for a moment, then touched her nose and smiled awkwardly, "I forgot, you are much more accurate in fortune-telling than I am in judging people."
The two chatted briefly, and then some other people came over and the topic ended there.
People kept coming in and out, and Ye Lan even heard someone pointing and talking.
"Hey, isn't that Qiao's? Why are you here so late? The show is already over."
She looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a handsome profile hurrying towards the lounge, followed by a young man.
About two minutes later, A Yue suddenly sent her a message.
'Come quickly, something's wrong!'
Ye Lan paused holding the juice cup, then rushed straight towards the lounge like a meteor.
"Hey, what happened?" Everyone was confused and didn't know what was going on. It was not until they heard screams coming from the lounge that they realized something was wrong and rushed over.
Ye Lan arrived the moment the lounge door opened and bumped into the people inside.
"Who are you……"
The middle-aged man inside was pushed away before he could finish his words.
Ye Lan strode into the room and saw Ah Yue putting her hand on the old man's chest. Qiao Kun, who was lying on the sofa, had a pale face and was barely breathing. There were large, shocking bloodstains on the ground and at the corners of his mouth.
"Ye Lan, I can't hold on for much longer, come quickly!"
A Yue shouted anxiously.
She was now just using her Yin Qi to keep Qiao Kun's heartbeat going, similar to an artificial pacemaker, but this kind of Yin Qi was harmful to living people and could not last more than a few minutes.
"Yeah." Ye Lan responded. He had already seen the deathly look on the old man's face. He didn't expect that the disaster he just saw was caused by the old man's anger.
She was about to walk over when she was suddenly stopped.
"Wait, who are you?" The middle-aged man turned back and stood in front of her, frowning and saying, "You are not a doctor."
There is no such young doctor.
Ye Lan did not have a business license, but, "I can save him."
After saying that, she pushed the other person aside and walked over.
"No, you dare to do this if you know who he is? What if his condition gets worse?" The middle-aged man stopped her again, speaking seriously. He turned to the old man on the sofa and said, "At least let my father make a will while he is still conscious."
Hearing the sound, the young man standing beside the old man suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes wide.
"dad!"
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