Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

While talking, Tang Hanting sized up the person in front of her.

The girl is wearing a western-style dress, the skirt is as soft as a cloud, her hair is still stained with a little moisture, it is scattered behind her back, and a strand of it falls in the fossa of the clavicle, lining her palm-sized face, she is sitting leisurely On the couch, chat with her.

Minggui, the kind of golden branch and jade leaf that can only be pampered by a rich lady.

Chu Jin'an rested his chin casually: "You are talking about Liang Shangjun, right? He came back with me because he came to work in Beicheng No. [-] Hospital."

The dean of Beicheng No. [-] Hospital is Chu Jin'an's father.

Of course Tang Hanting knew, she had seen the movie.

This male second is very complicated.

They chatted for a long time, Tang Hanting was good at coaxing people, and almost all of her words followed Chu Jin'an's words, making the girls smile.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Tang Hanting offered to ask, "You went back to Beicheng, do you want to see Fourth Master Fu?"

Chu Jin'an was so amused by the joke she told that she almost burst into tears, and was very comfortable being swayed: "Yes."

"I haven't seen what the Commander's Mansion looks like, can I go with you to learn more?"

Chu Jin'an looked at her playfully.

The girl's eyes are clean and clear, and under the afterglow of the evening light, they are rippling with warm amber. At this moment, she looks at people with a half-smile, which makes people feel that there is nowhere to hide her mind.

But Tang Hanting's tricks were so sophisticated, she didn't show any flaws on her face when she was stared at like this, her red lips curled up charmingly: "What's wrong with looking at me like that?"

"It's a pity." Chu Jin'an let out a sigh of relief, and then changed the subject.

"Fu Rongheng has never liked strangers from the Commander's Mansion."

Tang Hanting paused for a moment, but still didn't want to give up such an opportunity: "I understand, I just want to stroll around the Commander's Mansion, and I will definitely not disturb you."

Chu Jin'an tilted his head, and under the light of the light, the fine fluff on the side of his face must be revealed: "I don't like it."

She doesn't like it, so it should be.

Tang Hanting felt that she had been stabbed in the heart again, and her eyes were full of gloom.

Fu Rongheng will not be the only one in Chu Jinan's life!

What's more, they have no relationship at all now, neither the reality of marriage nor the name of love!

What is Chu Jin'an?

The sky was getting dark, and Chu Jin'an was going to have dinner. Tang Hanting said that he was going on a diet for the movie, so he just waited for her in the bedroom.

After Chu Jin'an left, the room became silent for a moment. Tang Hanting sat up immediately, walked to the dressing table with great purpose and searched for something. Finally, in the deepest part of the drawer, she saw a crimson brocade box!
There were footsteps outside the door, her heart beat faster, she quickly picked up the brocade box and opened it, inside lay half a solemn and moist jade pendant.

In the movie, Tang Hanting vaguely remembers that this jade pendant is extremely important to Fourth Master Fu, and it will definitely come in handy in the future.

It's a pity that Chu Jin'an doesn't know the goods, so it belongs to her.

Relying on the prophet in the movie, Tang Hanting immediately put away the brocade box, then found an excuse to leave, and asked the maid to tell her that her heart was still beating violently.

What Tang Hanting didn't expect was that as soon as she walked to the corner of the veranda, she ran into Chu Jin'an and a noble lady head-on. talking.

Tang Hanting's palms were sweating immediately, and she quietly hid the brocade box, which was both a risk and an opportunity.

The Chu family and the Fu family are family friends. After learning that Chu Jin'an had returned, Fu Rongheng's parents made an appointment to come to the Chu mansion for dinner.

When Chu Jin'an was a child, he was always attached to Fu Rongheng, and he grew up under Fu's mother's lap, and he was very close to her.

For a long time, Fu's mother's mantra was that Rong Heng is not as good as you.

Seeing Tang Hanting's expression flustered, Chu Jin'an asked, "Are you going back?"

"There are still some things." Tang Hanting looked at the intimate scene of the two in front of her, recognized Fu's mother, and turned her mind.

If she can get closer to Fu's mother, if she wants to enter the Commander's Mansion in the future, why would she need Chu Jin'an?
Tang Hanting passed Chu Jin'an, nodded generously to Fu's mother, and introduced herself: "Hi Auntie, my name is Tang Hanting, and I am Jin'an's friend."

Tang Hanting is Chu Jin'an's friend, so it's not wrong to call her auntie, and it also shortens the distance, so that she won't be as unfamiliar as calling Mrs. Fu.

Mother Fu slowly raised her eyes, her face was pale, and she nodded politely, "Hello."

He also felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, and after a pause of three to five seconds, he remembered that she was a popular actress nowadays. When she was free, she had gone to the cinema to watch Tang Hanting's play.

Unexpectedly, the real person is a little worse than the camera.

The last ray of light in the sky dimmed, the night enveloped the North City, the corridor was dim, and the cool night flowed on the woman's cheongsam, outlining the outline of a peony flower.

"It's the first time we met, I didn't expect you to be so young." Tang Hanting smiled, the sweat on her palms was blown dry by the wind, and the brocade box was hidden, which became a secret that no one noticed, and the shadow spread in the shadows, "Is Auntie usually interested in movies?" ?”

Chu Jin'an leaned beside him, his eyes a little playful.

Fu's mother was not in high spirits, and she didn't want to chat with outsiders: "I don't think much of it. Today is a reunion banquet specially for Chu Jin'an Yingfeng."

"Then Miss Tang, I won't give it away."

Speaking of this, it would not be good for Tang Hanting to stay any longer, so she had to say goodbye.

Chu Jin'an waved his hand at her.

When Tang Hanting left the Chu mansion, she looked back.

Under the nine-curved veranda, a slender figure is holding the elder's arm, and the skirt is dancing lightly in the night, talking and laughing with others, with an inherent nobility.

Tang Hanting squinted her eyes, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes. She remembered that in the movie, Fu Rongheng was the fourth in the younger generation of the Fu family, and Fu Jingze was the son of the eighth aunt, who was the sixth.

Fu Jingze was a man who was rotten to the bottom of his bones. He had a unique flirtatious attitude, was obsessed with women, and played songs every night.

Some people can get everything by doing nothing, while others have to do everything possible to get it.

Tang Hanting does not complain that the world is unfair, she will do whatever it takes to get what she wants.

For example, instead of Chu Jin'an!

Of course... Tang Hanting never thought that sometimes, once something that does not belong to her is taken away, what she gets is not a blessing, but an even greater disaster.

At this time, Tang Hanting was still immersed in complacency.

The faint laughter overflowed in the night, the girl lowered her eyes, the corners of her bright red lips curled up a little, she was noble and arrogant.

"An'an, what are you laughing at?"

"Interesting things."

The dinner was very harmonious. Father Chu and Father Fu were the director of a large hospital, the other was the commander of the military region, the other was elegant and easy-going, and the other was decisive and deep. They talked about state affairs while drinking wine.

Chu Jin went back to his room at night, put a magnolia flower folded outside in an antique porcelain vase, and glanced at the dressing table inadvertently. In the dim light, a slender chestnut hair was hanging on it.

Chu Jinan frowned.

The night was cold and the breeze was breezy, magnolia petals fell all over the courtyard...

It also swept away some things that were not noticed, and saw the light of day again in a certain corner.