After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

"Um, do you want to eat something together?"

Just a few minutes after the two of them sat down and even just finished ordering their food, Lanxiang and the little girl named Lan Ling appeared in the restaurant.

They also came to eat.

Lan Ling is the daughter of Lan Xiang's uncle. She is a freshman at Peking University.

Lanxiang smiled slightly and sat down.

"Hello, Professor Lan." Edwards smiled. "Ms. Lan Ling, please take a seat."

Chen Pingan looked at Lan Ling with curiosity, then turned his gaze to Lan Xiang's face.

"It's been almost two years, and you haven't changed much. You're still as beautiful as ever." Chen Pingan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect to run into you when I suddenly decided to come here for a meal. It really is fate!"

After Lanxiang sat down, she explained, "Ling'er said the food here is very delicious, so she asked me to come over to try it.

I didn't expect to meet you either.

I can’t even imagine you eating in a place like this.”

Lan Ling was very beautiful, but it was obviously not the time for her to speak. She just looked at her cousin and then at the handsome young man opposite.

Also, that foreigner looks very gentle.

"This is also a place I often came to back then. I was also a student at Peking University." Chen Pingan said, "The food here is indeed delicious, but it's a little expensive."

Lanxiang smiled and said nothing.

"Are you coming to the capital temporarily?" Chen Pingan asked again.

Lanxiang shook her head and said, "I came to the capital to be a teacher."

Lan Ling interrupted: "My sister is in the Academy of Fine Arts."

Chen Pingan raised his eyebrows and looked at Lanxiang.

"We'll probably be in Beijing for a year or two," Edwards said. "If we have the chance, we should keep in touch with Professor Lan. Since we've met, I'd like to ask Professor Lan to paint a couple of pictures for us, is that okay?"

Lan Xiang looked at Chen Pingan and studied him carefully for a while before saying, "Are those paintings still useful to you now?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "It doesn't have much effect."

Lan Ling was confused and didn't understand what she heard at all.

The little girl was quick-witted. She picked up the teapot on the table and added tea for everyone, then sat there obediently and listened.

Lan Xiang nodded and said, "It's pretty much what I guessed."

Chen Pingan looked at Lan Ling's confused face and said with a smile, "Xiaoxuemei, your aunt's paintings have a kind of magic, which is very important to me."

Lanxiang said: "I have always been confused about this matter, but now I roughly understand what is going on.

I'll tell you in detail later when I have time."

The dishes arrived and the four of them started eating.

Without saying anything else during the conversation, Chen Pingan explained what Edwards said.

"I'll be back after staying in Beijing for a while, and I might stay for a while next time I come."

Lanxiang didn't ask any more questions.

After finishing the meal, Lan Ling took the initiative to say: "Thank you for the treat, senior, I will go back first.

Cousin, please go somewhere else to chat. I can go back by myself."

Lan Xiang did not try to persuade her to stay. "Okay, go back by yourself."

After coming out, Lan Xiang glanced at Edwards and then looked at Chen Pingan and said, "My family asked me to come to Beijing to be a teacher. I will never go to the northwest again."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Yes, the conditions in Beijing are much better. After all, the climate in the northwest is a bit dry.

I guess your family thinks the same way."

Edwards took out a cigar, walked aside, lit it, and stood by the road waiting.

Chen Pingan continued, "I have other things to deal with here, I'll call you later.

By the way, do you live in the Academy of Fine Arts?"

"No, I have a house here that I bought a few years ago." Lan Xiang took out her phone and said, "I'll send you the address.

Also, I think it’s necessary to tell you about painting.

I will draw another one for you as soon as possible, which will probably take three or two days. Whether you are in a hurry to leave or not, please call me before you leave."

Chen Pingan nodded and was about to say goodbye to her. Lanxiang turned around and glanced at Edwards standing on the side of the road, and whispered:

“Why are my paintings useful to you? It’s probably because both you and I are not normal people.