Three children, the president's father is super fierce

Chapter 1589 Grandma Yan, It's You
Chapter 1589: Grandma Yan, it's you
Lan Xin: "..." Did he obey her?

"Are you listening to me?" Lan Xin suddenly felt that she was being flattered.

Sometimes she really doubts her own charm, how much is her charm value overwhelmed.

Hearing her skeptical attitude, Lu Haocheng's heart was filled with embarrassment. His heart ached when she frowned, and his heart was pierced instantly.

"Girl, I will be sad if you say that." Lu Haocheng looked aggrieved, very aggrieved.

When the children are at home, they have to compete with the children for their favor. When the children are gone, in her heart, she may not be very favored.

Thinking of this, Lu Haocheng felt even more aggrieved.

Lan Xin smiled and didn't say much.

"If you still have something to deal with, go and deal with it before you come back. I'll lie down for a while, and I'll go out for a while. It's really cold. Remember to wear a coat." Lan Xin told him, although already It's an old couple, and her concern is still as good as ever.

"I see, where are you going after a while?"

"There is a personal order." Lan Xin thought for a while, and the client he was going to meet later was quite special.

She got acquainted with each other, both in their 70s.

But fashion and elegance have nothing to do with age.

"Okay, I'll go to the meeting and talk to a client, and I'll be back before get off work." Lu Haocheng lowered his head, smiled, and pampered her with a kiss on the forehead, and walked out with a tall and straight figure.

Lan Xin turned over slightly, picked up the mobile phone beside her, and was about to open WeChat to check, but received a call from Hao Peng.

"What's the matter?" Lan Xin said indifferently.

Hao Peng was in a bad mood when he heard this.

"Xinxin, can you see me?" His tone was very tactful and even more cautious.

Ever since Lan Xin met Hao Peng, she had never heard him speak to her in such a tone.

Lan Xin's expression moved slightly, and she asked mercilessly, "Is there still a need for us to meet?"

Is he going to set up a memorial archway for himself in a bitter drama?
When something like this happened, it's fine that he didn't apologize, but he actually wanted to see her.

Want a face?
"Xinxin, I didn't ask people to do this. People in private got in touch with your company's designers."

"So, you want to meet me just to talk about this matter?" Lan Xin's tone was still not cold.

She sat up from the bed, and didn't feel sleepy at all. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked outside while making a phone call.

"Well! I don't want to be misunderstood by you." Hao Peng's voice was hoarse, full of worry and grievance.

Lan Xin was taken aback, and sneered, "Sorry, I misunderstood."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at her mobile phone and hung up the phone unceremoniously.

Hao Peng over there: "..."

He threw his phone on the sofa angrily, his angry scarlet eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Xinxin, why don't you just take another look at me?"

Assistant Song stood aside and watched, feeling sorry for Hao Peng.

He really wanted to say: "President, you have always foolishly thought that the person you like will come back to you, but you don't know that in the eyes of the other party, you are nothing."

Unfortunately, he didn't have the guts to speak out.

Being scolded is a trivial matter, but losing one's job is a major matter.

Lan Xin picked up her coat, put it on, and left the office. It was time to meet the client.

After going out, Qiao Yiyi just walked over.Qing Ning also came over.

Lan Xin said, "Let's go."

The three went to the underground parking lot, and the driver was still Moran.

Three or ten minutes later, Lan Xin got off the car at the short location address sent by the other party.

Lan Xin glanced at Qing Ning and Qiao Yiyi, "You guys wait here, I'll be back in about half an hour."

Qing Ning nodded.

Qiao Yiyi frowned and looked at her: "Don't you need me to remember it for you?"

Lan Xin glanced at her lightly, "I think you're absent-minded, so forget it, I'll make another trip if I remember wrongly."

Qiao Yiyi: "..." She was speechless.

In Lan Xin's eyes, is her black history so unbearable?
"Lan Xin, can't you have a little revolutionary spirit?"

Lan Xin ignored Qiao Yiyi.

Both Qing Ning and Mo Ran looked at her speechlessly.

Qiao Yiyi withdrew her gaze in embarrassment, not to mention how ugly her face was.

Lan Xin took the elevator directly to the first floor. Above the underground parking lot was the small villa area.

The forest garden is perfectly designed, the path in the middle is paved with bluestone slabs, there are stone chairs and tables in the rest area, and the supporting facilities in all aspects are also complete and artistic.

Lan Xin looked at the navigation on her mobile phone, and she had already arrived. It was the two-and-a-half-story villa in front of her, with a modern style and an exquisite and fashionable appearance.

She stood at the door for a while, sorted out her appearance, looked at herself, there was nothing wrong with her, and then she rang the doorbell with a smile on her face.

Soon, the door was opened, and a middle-aged woman in a red down jacket and an apron opened the door.

She looked at Lan Xin and smiled gently: "You are Director Lan."

Lan Xin smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Come in, the old lady has always been very happy to know that you came to the door in person!"

A trace of doubt flashed across Lan Xin's starry eyes, the old lady knew her.

Confused, Lan Xin also followed the middle-aged woman to the living room.

The decoration in the living room is very simple, the style of gray wood and white is very comfortable, and the decorations and furniture can be seen to be expensive.

She looked around, her eyes fell on the elegantly dressed old lady in the living room, her eyes were suddenly startled, "Grandma Yan, it's you."

Grandma Yan smiled lovingly: "Director Lan, we meet again, sit down and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body, it's getting cold today."

Lan Xin sat across from her with a smile. The other party also knew that she would arrive on time, and the temperature of the tea seemed to be just right.

"This winter is really cold." After Lan Xin said thank you, she took a sip of hot tea.

The tea tastes mellow and lingering. Although she doesn't understand tea, she often sees her father drinking tea and knows that the tea is extraordinary.

"Good tea." She didn't know the artistic conception of tea, so she could only say this. She was not afraid of being laughed at, and it was not shameful not knowing how to taste tea.

Grandma Yan looked at her cautiously, smiled, and explained: "My husband likes to drink this tea very much when he is around. Pu'er tea and Wuyishan Dahongpao are his favorites. He will make tea in the afternoon or after dinner. drink, and I, through my ears and eyes, gradually became interested in tea."

"So that's how it is. You two sound very much in love with each other." Lan Xin recalled the last time she met her, she said she came back to visit her husband's grave.

"Yeah!" Grandma Yan put down her teacup, her smile narrowed slightly, "I saw the story of Director Lan and Mr. Lu, which is very similar to the story of me and my husband back then. Of course, my husband didn't lose me. , but has been secretly guarding me, we are all the same, in love, we are happy women."

Grandma Yan's brows and eyes are full of happiness, and the bottom of her loving eyes overflows with unforgettable thoughts.

(End of this chapter)