Days Reborn Reinvented

Chapter 3 Ouyang Family
After resting in bed for a day, Ling Yue was finally able to go out for a walk.Ouyang's villa is of European architectural style, which has inherited the unique artistic taste of ancient Rome. Even the columns erected in the courtyard adopt the Roman Corinthian style. The columns are slender and beautiful, and the carvings on the top are even more magnificent.

This is a castle, which looks like a relic left over from hundreds of years ago from the outside, but inside it combines the luxury and luxury of modern and ancient times.

Pure white sculptures of angels are neatly lined up in the long corridor. Between each sculpture is an oil painting, framed in a golden photo frame. Although Ling Yue has never seen that oil painting before, judging from the exquisiteness of the painting, , are probably authentic works of famous ancient masters.

The Ouyang family is simply a myth of immortality.Walking in the castle, Ling Yue only had this emotion in her heart.

The living room is the same as the bedroom, the ceiling is painted, the difference is that there is a delicate layer of gold painting on the surrounding white reliefs.Opposite the door is a big alcove, inside the alcove is a pure gold statue, a golden angel with a pair of beautiful wings behind it, the little angel folded his hands in front of his chest, tilting his head innocently, eyes half closed , the corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if she was blessing the entire castle.

The background of the altar is also a beautiful painting. From a distance, it looks like an angel radiating divine light, overlooking the whole world.

Seeing this, Ling Yue couldn't help shaking his head. When He Shen's house was ransacked, Qianlong's property was probably only one-tenth of Ouyang's family.

Turning around the living room, you enter another small hall. The small hall is in sharp contrast with the living room: completely modern decoration, large French windows, long pure white curtains painted with light blue patterns hanging on the floor, and the morning light shines through the window When it shines on the jade-like transparent stone slab, it seems that the whole world is immersed in the baptism of sunlight, and the beauty is suffocating.

There are not many decorations in the small hall, showing the simple and elegant beauty pursued by modern times. A non-one-piece sofa is covered with pure white sheets, with a few red flower petals sprinkled on it, and two or three flowers are placed on the backrest. a light blue cushion.Opposite the sofa, a large screen almost occupied the entire wall. When the remote control was pressed, the curtains on both sides were slowly drawn, layer by layer, until the entire room was dimmed, and then the TV was turned on.

A handsome and extraordinary face appeared on the huge screen, the man smiled slightly, his eyes were fixed on the camera, as if the man would jump out of the screen at any time.

Mu Ran.

It has been five years since her death and her rebirth. She had known for a long time that she would meet this lover again, but she never expected to face him so soon.

Mu Ran looks no different from five years ago, still playing that gentle and polite peerless man in front of the national audience.Probably, what time has left on him is nothing more than a stronger aura, more proficient acting skills, more fans, and a more popular reputation.

The camera only gave Mu Ran a close-up, and then the focus zoomed out again. A group of people were holding up microphones. She heard a reporter suddenly ask: "Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of the international queen Xu Xinning. Someone photographed Mr. Mu Ran standing in the Next to Xu Xinning's tomb, five years have passed, what do you think of the Empress Xu Xinning? Was she really taking drugs back then?"

The smile on Mu Ran's face suddenly became stiff, but he was still trying to maintain a confident and natural smile. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, mobilized all the muscles on his face to maintain this formulaic smile, and told the reporter beside him He talked eloquently: "I just went to pay tribute to the deceased. My friendship with Xin Ning for so many years cannot be changed by taking drugs... I just didn't expect that she would be so upset. I just regret that I was not in her saddest moment. Always be with her." As she spoke, her eye circles turned red in cooperation, and the corners of her lips tried to curl up from the outside to the inside, but it turned out to be uglier than crying.

Looking at Mu Ran acting in front of the camera, Ling Yue smiled ironically: His acting skills have not improved in general.

but……

Was it her death day yesterday?No wonder she woke up yesterday.In this way, she has been dead for five full years.

"How is Miss?" Because the whole castle was very quiet, Ling Yue could clearly hear the refreshing male voice coming from outside the door, and even the echo could be heard in this empty room.

"Master, Miss just woke up yesterday, and today she finally got out of bed and went to the small living room, probably to watch TV." A calm male voice responded, and Ling Yue knew that this was from the Ouyang family. The butler, I don't know the exact name, but I only know that even her current mother respectfully calls him Fangbo.

"Yueyue, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I've been busy with the fashion show in Paris these days. I came back late. You won't blame my brother, right?"

Ling Yue turned her head to look at the person who came in, Ouyang Lingfeng, the eldest son of Ouyang Sanshao's family.Like naming a person, there is such a fierce and ruthless force in every gesture.Even if he treats his sister so tenderly, one can see the deep and inviolable aura beneath his handsome appearance.

"Brother." Ling Yue said softly, thinking about how to deal with it.In fact, in terms of identity, she is similar to the real Ouyang Lingyue. They are both women in the upper class. Of course, they know how to be dignified to what kind of people.But the young master of Ouyang's family, like a human being, really wouldn't realize that his sister had been dropped?

"What's the matter? This is, I heard that you lost your memory and don't remember anything. I really don't know how the people at home take care of you. You can burn people stupid if you have a cold and a fever. It's not a two- or three-year-old child. I'm going to get rid of some of them."

As expected of the young master of the Ouyang family, Ling Yue could only deal with it cautiously when he spoke with an air of dominance.

Ouyang Lingfeng naturally sat beside her and rubbed her hair.

"Really, you're the happiest when you're sick. Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up to see if you have amnesia."

It was the first time for Ling Yue to be touched by someone's hair like this, and she felt a little unbelievable, so she leaned back unobtrusively, closed her eyes slightly, and looked a little tired.

"I walked around the house just now, and I'm a little tired."

"Don't sleep yet, I'll tell the doctor, I'll go to the hospital for an examination today, and I'll get a drip at the hospital by the way."

As Ouyang Lingfeng said, he immediately picked up Ling Yueheng and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)