The daughter of a thief: the CEO's darling

Lan Yin stood at the gate of Leng's house, hesitating whether to go in or not. It has been three days since Leng Feiye called her today, but she never showed up.

One is fear, and the other is guilt towards An Qian.

A car drove out from Leng's house and stopped in front of Lan Yin. The window was opened, and Li Cuilian poked her head out: "Are you An Qian's friend Lan Yin?"

Lan Yin nodded in astonishment: "Yes, madam."

"Get in the car." Li Cuilian ordered.

Lan Yin was even more astonished, she didn't feel any friendship with the old lady.

She got in the car anyway.

"Your name is Lan Yin?" Li Cuilian asked.

"En!" Lan Yin nodded, feeling very confused, wondering why the old lady of the Leng family wanted to find her.

"When did you and An Qian meet?" Li Cuilian asked again.

Lan Yin replied oldly: "When we were studying in the United States, we were classmates and had a good relationship."

"Then you know An Qian very well." Li Cuilian remained expressionless.

Lan Yin couldn't understand Mrs. Leng's intentions, but she responded honestly: "Well, I understand it, but I don't know much about her family's situation, and she never mentioned it."

Li Cuilian seemed to have known this for a long time, and the expression on her face didn't change much.

"Since you and An Qian are friends, now that An Qian is pregnant, you should take more time to come and spend more time with her, and you can also relieve her boredom."

"Yes!" Lan Yin got out of the car. She still didn't understand Li Cuilian's intentions. If Li Cuilian intended to target An Qian, why did she let her come to accompany An Qian later?She really couldn't figure out what the old lady of the Leng family was thinking.

When Lan Yin came to the east courtyard, An Qian was naturally the happiest.

The arrival of Lan An, to her, was like seeing a relative.

"Lan Yin, you're here. You don't know how boring I am. I don't even have anyone to talk to. I have to be watched wherever I go, and Leng Feiye won't let me go out." An Qian said aggrieved complain.

But in Lan Yin's eyes, what an enviable thing she is. These are Leng Feiye's doting on An Qian. If it were her, she would be so happy, even for just one day, she should be very happy Bar.

"Lan Yin, what's wrong with you?" An Qian looked at the preoccupied Lan Yin suspiciously, she didn't look like her at all.

"Ah?" Lan Yin came back to his senses: "It's nothing."

An Qian looked at Lan Yin carefully, and asked, "Lan Yin, you don't have to lie to me, your expression can't fool me, you must have something to do, tell me, did something happen?"

Lan Yin looked at An Qian for a while, and then slowly said: "An Qian, I told you, you can't be excited, you are not easy to get excited in this situation."

"Something really happened." An Qian exclaimed excitedly.

"Look at you, you got excited before I told you." Lan Yin blamed himself.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm not excited, I'm not excited." An Qian calmed down and listened to Lan Yin seriously.

Seeing that An Qian's mood had stabilized, Lan Yin slowly said, "Xiao Yu is pregnant."

"What?" An Qian stood up excitedly from the sofa.

Lan Yin reproached and said: "Didn't I tell you, don't get too excited, why don't you listen, you are not good for the child."

An Qian took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down: "Whose child is it? Wen Xiang's?"

Lan Yin nodded: "Well! Who else can have it besides his."

"Is there something wrong with Luo Xiaoyu's head? Why is she so stubborn?" An Qian couldn't help but curse.

"Okay, you sit down first." Lan Yin pulled An Qian to sit down: "I knew you would be so excited, so I didn't tell you."

"No, why can't she figure it out?" An Qian sat down, and she still couldn't swallow the breath. Although Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu were in a stalemate now, she still cared about Luo Xiaoyu. After all, she had been friends for so many years. I can bear to watch Luo Xiaoyu jump into the fire pit.

"Don't worry, I've already told her, but now that the Luo family has accepted Wen Xiang, we can't say anything more, and you don't have to worry about getting angry. This is Luo Xiaoyu's destiny, her own choice." Blue Sound comforting.

Now even the Luo family has accepted Wen Xiang, as outsiders, what else can they say.

"But, you and I both know what kind of person Wen Xiang is." An Qian still couldn't do it, pretending that nothing had happened, if Xiao Yu wasn't her friend, she would never care, but Luo Xiaoyu was her friends, she can watch her jump into the fire pit and ignore her.

Lan Yin said helplessly: "Then what can you do now? Things are already like this, do you really want Xiao Yu to be born without a father?"

That day she said so cruelly about Xiao Yu, and after she went back, she also thought about it a lot. The reason why Wen Xiang was in two boats with Xiao Yu and Los Angeles was because she wanted to settle down in a good place, so that she could save herself from struggling for a few years. He just wants to make his life more prosperous. In this case, as long as Luojia gives him what he wants, then he should treat Xiao Yu well, at least Xiao Yu is happy.

An Qian always felt that things shouldn't be like this, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Okay, An Qian, don't worry about it, as long as Wen Xiang treats Xiao Yu well, then everything is fine, isn't it?" Lan Yin comforted.

"No!" An Qian shook her head: "Lanyin, we shouldn't think like this. Emotions are pure. If they get involved with material things, then the emotions will deteriorate, and everything will change."

"However, who can achieve pure feelings now? That feeling is not based on material things, especially in a family like ours, which always pays attention to the right marriage and business marriage. Maybe when we get married, we will be right They don't even know each other very well." Lan Yin said sadly, as if he had already seen his own life.

If you can't choose what you like, then you are destined to be like this for the rest of your life.

An Qian didn't say anything, that's right, who can be pure in a real marriage.

"Okay, An Qian, this is the end of Xiao Yu's matter, at least no one can say what will happen in the future." Lan Yin spoke again.

"Yeah!" An Qian nodded, and she relaxed, yes, who can say for sure what will happen in the future, maybe Xiao Yu can be happy, if Wen Xiang makes Xiao Yu unhappy, then she will be crippled Damn, vent your anger on Xiao Yu.

"Okay, you have a good rest, it's getting late, I'll go back first." Lan Yin looked at her watch, it was almost time to get off work, she also chose to be in a hurry to avoid meeting Leng Feiye leave.

"Are you going to leave so soon?" An Qian asked with some reluctance, she finally had someone to talk to, how could she be willing to leave just like that.

"Ann, I'll come to see you next time, and you can go to me if you have time." Lan Yin just wanted to escape quickly.

Only by not seeing each other, will her heart not throb, and she will not feel guilty towards An Qian, but she still did something wrong to An Qian, and she didn't tell An Qian about Mrs. Leng looking for her today. For some reason, she kept it a secret.

Lan Yin just walked to the door, but saw Leng Feiye who came back from get off work. According to the time, Leng Feiye should still be in the company at this time.

Since An Qian became pregnant, Leng Feiye would come back an hour earlier every day, even if Lan Yin had calculated the time now, she still met Leng Feiye.

"Boss!" Lan Yin shouted nervously.

"Yeah!" Leng Feiye nodded, "Are you leaving?"

"Well, I still have something to do. I'll come see An Qian in two days." Lan Yin replied in a low voice, she couldn't even speak loudly in front of Leng Feiye.

Leng Feiye didn't say anything either, he was already very happy that Lan Yin could come to accompany An Qian, and now that he had come back, he didn't do anything more to keep her.

Lan Yin crossed Leng Feiye and left the gate of the east courtyard. The smell of cologne perfume on his body made her intoxicated, obsessed, and wanted to be intoxicated all the time, but reality pulled her back again.

An Qian was lying on the sofa with a gloomy look.

"What's the matter? Didn't your friend come to accompany you? Why does it look like you're still unhappy?" Leng Feiye walked over and hugged An Qian in his arms.

An Qian, who was leaning against Leng Feiye's arms, asked slowly, "Leng Feiye, do you think feelings should be purer?"

"En!" Leng Feiye replied.

"What about impure feelings? Doesn't it make you happy?" An Qian asked again.

"That's not necessarily the case. Sometimes the definition of happiness is different. What's wrong? Why are you suddenly entangled in this issue?" Leng Feiye asked.

An Qian did not answer Leng Feiye's question, but continued to ask: "Then what is the definition of happiness?"

"There are many definitions of happiness. For example, you and I are pure love, loving each other, but there are also families. Sometimes, whether it is a man or a woman, if you have children, you will have a home. Family Happiness can also be defined as happiness is not."

What Leng Feiye said, An Qian didn't quite understand it. She always kept in her heart that the premise of marriage is because of love, and the premise of having children is also because of love. If there is no love, what is the meaning of these things? .

"Leng Feiye, Luo Xiaoyu is pregnant, she is pregnant with Wen Xiang's child." An Qian whispered.

Leng Feiye now understood why An Qian suddenly asked these questions.

"Leng Feiye, what do you think? Xiao Yu is pregnant with Wen Xiang's child, can Wen Xiang make her happy?" An Qian asked worriedly.

Leng Feiye patted An Qian on the back and comforted him: "As long as Luo Xiaoyu is with Wen Xiang, she will feel happy, and that Wen Xiang only has money in his eyes, as long as Luo Jia gives him enough money, he will be happy." , so when the two of them are together, there is no happiness or unhappiness, An Qian, I just told you that happiness has no definition, this is Luo Xiaoyu's happiness."

"Really?" An Qian still didn't believe it, but after Leng Feiye's comfort, he was in a much better mood now, and he wasn't so entangled.

"Okay, don't think so much, you are so sad, what do you want our children to do in the future?" Leng Feiye said jokingly.

An Qian glanced at Leng Feiye, and was too lazy to talk to him.