1240 I’m proud of you

Lan Xiao’s mouth twitched when he saw these things.

She looked at old Mr. Wen and said,”Grandpa, you’ve prepared too many betrothal gifts.” There’s no need for such an exaggerated kiss.”

Old Mr. Wen smiled gently and waved his hand nonchalantly.

“Not much, not much. Lan Xiao, don’t feel burdened. I know that these things are probably not enough to look at in your eyes. If you had so many jewelry stores under your name, you would already have a net worth of ten billion. Hence, in order to express our sincerity, we can’t be too shabby. These aren’t much, they’re not much at all.”

“Besides, we’re not short of money. Mu Chu’s wedding must be held grandly. Don’t worry, on the day of your engagement, I’ll definitely hold an engagement of the century that will shake the world.”

LAN Shanhua did not quite understand what old Mr. Wen meant. “Xiao nuo has a net worth of ten billion Yuan? Old Mr. Wen, I, ran ran, don’t have that much money. At most, it’s around one billion. There’s no way there’s ten billion.”

Old Mr. Wen was taken aback. He glanced at Lan Xiao and asked in confusion.

what? doesn’t your father know that your blue jade Pavilion has already been opened almost all over the country? ”

“Blue jade Pavilion? What does this have to do with Xiao nuo?” LAN Shanhua was even more confused.

Lan Xiao touched his nose and glanced at Wen Muchu helplessly.

Wen Muchu pinched the back of her hand and immediately understood. It seemed that LAN Shanhua still didn’t know that the blue jade Pavilion was founded by Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao lowered his head and did not dare to look at LAN Shanhua.

She was afraid that her father would be angry and that she had kept these things from him.

In actual fact, she did not intend to hide it, but she did not have the chance to tell LAN Shanhua about it.

Wen Muchu understood Lan Xiao’s uneasiness.

He smiled indifferently and gave Lan Xiao an expression that made her feel at ease.

Then, he looked at LAN Shanhua with a smile and told him about Lan Xiao’s business.

LAN Shanhua was a little angry at first. He was Lan Xiao’s father, but he didn’t know about it.

This was what made him the most depressed and uncomfortable.

After that, as Wen Muchu continued to narrate, the anger in his heart was gradually replaced by pride.

The way he looked at Lan Xiao was full of praise.

His daughter was indeed different.

Who could have achieved as much as a child her age?

LAN Shanhua smiled and hugged Lan Xiao, who was a little nervous.

“My dear daughter, you’ve made daddy very proud, Qianqian. From now on, the LAN family will be handed over to you and your brother. I can really rest assured, Qianqian.”

“Dad. You’re not angry that I kept this from you?” Lan Xiao blinked and asked.

LAN Shanhua shook his head and touched Lan Xiao’s hair.

don’t be angry anymore. Daddy is so proud of you, so why would ran ran be angry? ”

Lan Xiao’s lips curled up and he smiled happily.

After that, the family began to discuss the details of the engagement.

When it was almost noon, Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao left the LAN family and made a trip to the Wen family in Ling city.

In other words, Wen Muchu’s adoptive parents.

Before they left, they gave Mr. And Mrs. Wen a call.

Hence, when Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao went there.

On the second floor of the Wen family home, they were already waiting at the entrance of the estate.

Mother Wen pushed father Wen, who was in a wheelchair, and they stared at the car that was driving towards them.

The car stopped in front of them and Wen Muchu took the lead to open the car door and rushed to father and mother Wen.

Without another word, he knelt down in front of them.

“Dad, mom, I’m back, Yingluo!”

[ the novel has been updated to about two million words, and the plot is gradually coming to an end. So, for the next day’s update, I’ll temporarily Update 2000. [ I can’t bear to end it so quickly. I hope you can understand! ]

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