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

Chen Pingan agreed with this. From the first time he met Lanxiang until now, he had indeed not seen many very expensive things.

Of course, everyday brand prices are indeed very expensive for ordinary people.

It’s just the so-called material requirements, which must be judged based on income.

Chen Pingan doesn’t think a bag worth hundreds of thousands of yuan is expensive, he just thinks it’s not worth it.

Because hundreds of thousands of dollars are nothing to him.

But for most people, how can they spend a year's income to buy a bag?

Isn’t this crazy?

Now the trust between the two has reached a new level, but neither he nor she thinks that they are in a relationship where they can talk about marriage.

It’s just that their views on marriage are different from those of ordinary people.

"What does your family know about your situation?" he asked.

Lanxiang thought for a moment before looking at him and saying, "Over the years, no one, including myself, has felt that there is anything unusual about me. So my parents and my brother all think that I am just an ordinary person."

Chen Pingan looked at her and said nothing.

Lan Xiang continued, "Now that I know it's not the case, I need to take some time to digest the shock of today.

But there's no need to tell them about this; it might just give my mom some weird ideas."

Chen Pingan raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

Lanxiang explained, "My mother is a military doctor, and my whole family, except me, is a soldier. It's very difficult and troublesome to get them to accept this."

So my idea is not to say anything. In their eyes, I am no different from ordinary people anyway. There is no need to emphasize that I am different from others. "

She explained in great detail. Chen Pingan looked ahead and nodded, knowing that she was looking at him.

"Have you never found a suitable partner in all these years? Or have you been influenced by the Buddha's heart and look down on many worldly things?"

"It's not that I dislike it, it's that I'm not interested. I prefer to be alone and read or watch TV or something, or draw. I don't have any other preferences."

"Can I smoke? I want to smoke a cigarette." Chen Pingan asked.

Lanxiang: "If you want to smoke, smoke. I don't mind."

Chen Ping'an then took out a cigar, lit one and opened the window a little. Due to the air pressure, almost no smoke drifted towards Lanxiang.

"My opinion on this matter is this." He held the steering wheel with both hands, a cigar between his lips. "No matter what the situation was in the past, now we have a general idea that your paintings have a trace of Buddha nature, no matter how much, but basically anyone who is accustomed to Bodhisattvas has it.

My situation is different from yours, but I haven't decided whether to tell you yet.

Buddhist paintings have an effect on me because they bear the imprint of Buddha’s heart, and Buddha’s heart has a great soothing effect on me.

I can only say that the mother-in-law thought my soul was different from that of ordinary people."

He glanced at Lanxiang and saw that she was looking at him and listening attentively.

"What's the difference?" she asked, then added, "This is the part you haven't decided whether to say. Okay, I won't ask."

Chen Pingan smiled, then took out the cigar with his left hand and tapped lightly on the window crack.

The ash is sucked out and disappears.

"You are so outstanding, is there no family wanting to marry you?" Lanxiang asked in surprise.

Chen Pingan curled his lips, "Yes, what about you? There should be quite a few too! Your father's status is there, there should be a lot of people who want to get your father's support."

Lanxiang sighed, "Yes, there are a lot, but I have no interest in any of them. I even feel bored sitting with them.

Each of them looks like a decent person, but is actually a completely different person behind the scenes.

There are so many people like this, almost everyone my mother asked me to meet is like this.