Bai Yueguang, who became regent after rebirth

Chapter 83 Bet
"Sister Youran is also here, and I see that the third brother's house is getting more and more lively."

A clear and beautiful voice came over, and the girl in the water-blue shirt was slowly walking towards this side.

The girl's figure is graceful, her appearance is very delicate, and her figure is graceful and graceful. Although she is more delicate and beautiful than Feng Xinlan, she is not inferior to Feng Youran's wealth and petiteness. Her eyes are rolling black and she is very energetic. She smiles gently and speaks softly. The softness makes people feel like a spring breeze, with a special flavor.

"Pretend what?" Feng Youran rolled his eyes when he saw her, and muttered in a low voice.

Feng Xinlan stopped copying the copybook, looked up at her, and agreed with her rare brain.

"Second sister, did you go on a tryst with Mr. Song?"

Feng Youran looked at Song Tiexin who was three steps behind her, and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Sister Youran, what are you talking about, I... I am innocent with Mr. Song, and there is nothing you said."

A blush appeared on Feng Suilan's cheeks, and she explained falteringly, with a weak voice, apparently a little shy.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a clean relationship.

"Miss Feng, I will never make any covetous actions. The world can learn from you and have a clear conscience!"

On the contrary, Song Tiexin saw her appearance and said righteously.

Seeing Song Tiexin like this, Feng Youran couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

Seeing her smile, Feng Suilan became even more annoyed, stared at her and said.

Feng Youran immediately suppressed her smile, and coughed a few times, "Don't worry about me, I'm laughing at Xinlan's participation in the flower viewing party, what's the problem?"

"The courage of the fourth younger sister is naturally worthy of admiration, but it's better for the two of you not to get together, so as not to embarrass yourself."

Feng Xinlan looked at the two of them and couldn't help but speak.

"Hey, take care of yourself, I can see with my own eyes today that the newcomer to your family is going to be your stepmother."

Feng Youran always knew how to pick out what others didn't like, and this time was no exception. Her words hit Feng Suilan's sore spot, almost causing her to tear the faces of several people on the spot.

"Third brother, I don't want to write any more."

Feng Xinlan looked at the characters in front of him that were better than the ones like dogs crawling, and lost all interest.

"What's wrong?"

Song Tiexin was in a hurry, so he hurried over to check it out. Seeing her ghost-drawn characters, he praised her unconscionably.

"Is this giving up?"

Zhan Wenjiang looked at her amusedly, and the always delicate young lady pursed her mouth unconsciously, complaining about wrist pain like a child.

He looked over, and saw a wrist as white as a lotus root was exposed by the slightly opened sleeves, and the fair skin was delicate and smooth, making his eyes a little darker.

"Fourth sister is delicate and expensive, how can she bear to write, these words are already considered very good words."

Seeing Feng Xinlan's actions, Feng Suilan gloated a little.

It's really overwhelming to want to participate in the flower viewing party like this.

She walked gently to Feng Xinlan's side, picked up the expensive Langhao brush, and lightly turned her wrist to pick out two words to write on the side. The two words were strong and powerful, and it seemed that she had used strength. It could be seen that she was also quite strong. The basic skills, when put together, happen to be the word "iron heart", and the meaning of the words is obvious.

"Hey, I'm really overwhelmed."

Feng Youran rolled her eyes to the sky, and she didn't know whether she was mocking Feng Xinlan or Feng Suilan.

"Third brother..."

Feng Xinlan's face suddenly looked as if frost had hit an eggplant, and she said in a dazed voice.

Zhan Wenjiang straightened up, and wrapped Feng Xinlan's soft little hands tightly with warm big hands. A faint fragrance penetrated into her nostrils, and her heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat.

His palm was broad and warm, with a hint of coolness at the fingertips, holding her soft and boneless little hand, Feng Xinlan's heartbeat also lost its rhythm, thumping, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

On the blank rice paper, two lines of delicate handwriting appeared vividly on the paper, flamboyant and vigorous.

Wenyuan is beautiful in Changchun, and Xinjiang is divided into ancient canals.

"Third brother's handwriting is beautiful."

Feng Xinlan withdrew her hand in panic, hiding the panic in her eyes.

Looking at the actions of the two, Feng Youran felt a little puzzled, even ordinary siblings would not be so close.

"With words like yours, it's better not to participate in the flower viewing party. It will only embarrass the Feng family."

She couldn't help but mocked.

"You're not a referee, how do you know?"

I don't know if it was too much panic or what, Feng Xinlan was eager to get rid of the palpitations brought to her by Zhan Wenjiang, so she refuted it without thinking.

"Then how about making a bet? Just bet on whether you can make a name for yourself. If you win, I will do whatever you want. If I win, you will go to the street and shout three times 'Feng Xinlan is an idiot'." How about ?”

Feng Youran became interested in an instant, his obsidian-like eyes burst into dazzling light, and he was gearing up to speak.

"I must be the leader!"

Feng Xinlan was naturally not to be outdone, she raised her neck and said.

Seeing the two of them fighting cocks, Feng Suilan's face flashed with joy. It seemed that Feng Youran's arrival was not useless, which pushed Feng Xinlan to a dead end.

Let's see if the Song family will want her after such a big scandal happened to her!

Just like that, the two impulsively and Feng Suilan's instigation, even under the witness of several people, signed the contract and put their fingerprints on it.

Of course, this matter will definitely be punished.

"Miss, this servant will give you medicine."

Suhua looked worriedly at Feng Xinlan's battered left hand, her face was full of distress, she took the ointment from the table and gently applied it on her injured hand.

Enduring the pain, Feng Xinlan nodded slightly, looking at Suhua with tears in her eyes, of course it hurts.

"Miss, why did you listen to Miss Youran's words?"

"Suhua, you don't understand. Try it quickly, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Yiyi is better than Manchunyuan's!"

Feng Xinlan gently twisted a piece of crystal clear and fragrant osmanthus cake with her intact right hand, put it in her mouth, and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

"Miss! Are you really not worried at all?"

Suhua felt helpless for a while, why couldn't this little lady listen to her own words.

"If you are anxious, there is no solution, so eat first."

That's what Feng Xinlan said, and the next day when his hands were almost ready, he ran non-stop to Zhan Wenjiang's residence to find a solution.

"Third brother, you are the best, you must have a way, just help me."

She clasped her palms together and stared pitifully at Zhan Wenjiang as if trying to see something from his bottomless eyes, but unfortunately she failed.

"It was a pleasure not to agree at the time, so why are you looking for me now?"

Zhan Wenjiang took a long leg, skipped someone's figure, and walked straight into the house.

(End of this chapter)