The wolf cub I raised also wore it.

Chapter 228
Qian Anlan sat on the first floor at a place that was still close to the stage, and then thought about it.

No wonder the business of Yanrong Shop has suddenly improved in the past two days.

It turns out that there are so many talented scholars and beautiful ladies here.

Especially those powerful people on the third floor.

Qian Anlan's eyes became brighter little by little.

Shouldn't she be thanking this poor young master for unintentionally promoting the name of her shop?

Qian Anlan believes that it won't be long before her shop will spread among the rich and powerful!

Therefore, she must open branches in major counties!

only……

Manpower, where to do it!
Qian Anlan leaned back on the chair discouraged, even the light in her eyes dimmed a bit.

Then, another thing came into my mind.

Something about sources.

If she hadn't gone out for a stroll today, she probably wouldn't have known about Young Master Qinghan.

Although I heard some things from the guests in the past two days, Qian Anlan, who was so focused on business, really didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, I usually do beauty treatments for those high-ranking officials. These people are arrogant, how could they take the initiative to chat with her?

Even if these people occasionally chat with their friends who come together, Qian Anlan will automatically ignore those unnutritious topics, otherwise she will listen to every news, and her ears will explode.

Qian Anlan touched her chin, a gleam of light flickered in her eyes.

She should build an intelligence network for herself!
Shi Xiuyan had mentioned it before, but because she found it troublesome, she rejected it.

Thinking about it now, the intelligence network is also very important.

Otherwise, I would be really blind, and I wouldn't even know when I would be tricked by someone.

What Qian Anlan didn't know was that as she was sitting here, the brilliance flashed countless times in her eyes, all of which fell into the eyes of one person.

In the all-white room, sat a person who seemed to blend in with it.

Take a closer look.

You will be shocked by his handsome face that is astonishing to heaven.

He has long silver-white hair that is different from ordinary people, which is very abrupt at first glance.

However, coupled with his astonishing face, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

His skin was very fair, but it was a slightly pale white.

The color of his pupils is very light, as if nothing in the world has ever been truly taken into his eyes, he is like a faucet that can only get in and out, and he is not allowed to contain all kinds of things in the world.

Therefore, this is a pair of eyes that have lost any color.

His lips are very thin, giving people the impression that he is the most ruthless man in the world, without any emotion.

This face, these three thousand silver threads, can only make people look in a daze.

If he hadn't been sitting in a wheelchair, everyone would have thought that this was an elf who strayed into the mortal world and could spread his wings and fly high at any time.

The current him is like an elf with broken wings, all that is left is endless desolation and loneliness.

Lan Qinghan was deeply attracted when he saw Qian Anlan's eyes bursting with all kinds of splendor.

He didn't know that a pair of eyes could have so much brilliance.

It's as if all the colors in the world are contained in it.

It is so gorgeous.

Although her face was not more beautiful than some people's, it made Lan Qinghan feel that it was the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Lan Qinghan was thinking, if this woman were to play an instrument, how wonderful would it be?
What if he played the ice blue piano in his hand?
The heart that had long been turned into a pool of stagnant water suddenly surged.

He actually had some expectations.

Even the hand holding Bing Lanqin was a little tighter.

(End of this chapter)