Chapter 8 Temptation (1)

"Then how about passing this shopping mall over to Lan Su?"

　　As soon as the words were spoken, the entire dining table fell into silence, as if a heavy object fell from the sky. After making a loud noise, gunpowder smoke enveloped all living creatures.

　　Huo Yan's voice was very strange, much colder than that of ordinary women, and it was not only cold, but also had a sense of fragmentation. It was like the sound of ice cubes being ground on a whetstone into narrow and sharp ice blades, used to cut straw, cutting through plant tissue.

　　There were people sitting in a circle on the long table.

　　Huo Yan, Lan Su, Lan Haotian, Chu Meilian, and Lan Shan all stopped using their chopsticks.

　　Lan Su glanced sideways at Huo Yan beside him, always feeling that there was a pair of cannibal eyes hidden under those gold-rimmed glasses.

　　Fortunately, it was not her who ate it.

　　After a long while, Lan Haotian came to his senses, smiled and wrinkled his forehead wrinkles:

　　"Mr. Huo, you are just kidding me."

Chu Meilian also smiled hurriedly: "That's right, Mr. Huo, these betrothal gifts are all for the parents, how can they be given to the daughter's family for themselves?"

　　Lan Su felt a lot colder in her heart. She lowered her eyes and looked at her hand under the tablecloth. She felt that the tablecloth was indeed made of good material. If it was lightly covered, all the dirt and grime could be hidden.

　　On the side, Huo Yan's eyes moved and he caught a glimpse of her restless hands under the tablecloth. He quietly raised his eyes and asked deliberately:

　　"Then Mr. Lan thinks, who should this building be given to?"

　　Lan Haotian rubbed his hands, tentatively stretched his upper body forward, and said, "Well, Mr. Huo, look, we have three daughters in our family. In the past few years, the antique business has been difficult to do, and I am also tired. I want to hand it over to the next generation as soon as possible. She is my eldest daughter and her conditions are so good. As parents, we can't hold her back, right? I just want to give this building to her. She will have some confidence to take over the business in the future, right? Besides, you and Lan Su are also married. From now on, we are all a family, so who should we give to?"

It is not given to anyone, but not to Lan Su.

　　Huo Yan has heard this rhetoric a lot. She stared directly at Lan Haotian, her eyes falling on the top of his head, with an invisible sense of condescending oppression. His thin lips moved and his tone was light:

　　"Take Lan Su's betrothal gift to pave the way for Lan Shan, and use the Huo family's property. Mr. Lan, what do you think of me?"

　　There was no expression on her face, but her eyes were drooped. Under the refraction of the lenses, a knife pierced Lan Haotian's spine.

　　Lan Haotian saw that her expression was wrong and quickly explained:

　　"Mr. Huo, that's not what we meant. But you also need to understand how we feel as parents! Otherwise, the mall will be in my name, and Lan Su, my daughter, will honor me. How about that?"

　　Lan Su sneered in his heart. Even though he was used to Lan Haotian's face and knew that he had no profit, but under Huo Yan's coercion, he looked like a scurrying wolf with his head in his arms. It was really ridiculous.

I really don't even want to pretend anymore.

　　She knew that in the eyes of the Lan family, she was a knife, a tool, and a bargaining chip.

　　The corner of her coat was on her legs, and in her pocket was the gold bracelet that Aunt Zhang had just given her.

　　Her slender fingers grasped the bracelet tightly through the fabric, holding on to the only evidence of being treated as a human being in the Lan family for more than ten years.

　　Huo Yan's voice sounded again, penetrating the dining table like a saw:

　　"The betrothal gift is due. However, I don't know how much dowry Mr. Lan is willing to give according to this betrothal gift?"

　　dowry?

　　Lan Su is unfamiliar with this word. She had not heard those two words since the marriage negotiations began.

　　Also shocked was Lan Haotian, who looked at Chu Meilian in bewilderment and sneered:

　　"This, this..."

　　Huo Yan waited for a moment, waiting to see the calculation on these people's faces slowly turn into cunning, and then slowly, they showed panic that made them look ridiculous.

　　When Lan Haotian could no longer squeeze out a word, she spoke. This time, she had complete control over the situation:

Although the Lan family and the Huo family are both doing business, their scales are not at the same level. Mr. Lan knows which family will make more profits after the wedding. However, I still like Lan Su in my heart. After the wedding, A decent betrothal gift can't be justified. So, the shopping mall is in her name. Firstly, it is a betrothal gift. Secondly, it is also a token of our love."

　　After speaking, he raised his chin slightly, lowered his voice and asked:

　　"What do you think? Mr. Lan?"

　　Lan Haotian held the tea cup in his hands until his fingers turned white. But his throat felt like it was being strangled, and he couldn't say a word.

　　His cunning eyes flew here and there, unable to find their focus, and in the end, he had no choice but to agree.

　　At the end of the dinner, assistant Jiang Feng received the notice of transfer. His eyes widened and he stared at the words on the screen. He knew every word, but it was difficult to understand them together.

　　On the side, assistant Xu Panpan jumped:

　　"Holy crap! It can't be possible, right? It took so much effort to build this shopping mall. Just give it away!"

　　Jiang Feng quickly patted her and asked her to keep her voice down.

　　Xu Panpan's face wrinkled up, and she lowered her voice and leaned closer:

No, Sister Feng, why do you think the boss suddenly spends a lot of money? You only get the certificate during the day and deliver it to the building at night. That's a big shopping mall in the city center! It has 12 floors! A big shopping mall worth 9 figures!"

　　Jiang Feng covered her mouth with hatred: "Keep your voice down! If Mr. Huo hears it, you will be fired!"

　　"Well..."

　　Xu Panpan was puzzled. He hugged his briefcase to his chest, stood on tiptoe, looked at Lan Su who didn't speak much in the room, and muttered:

　　"This is a vixen possessed, casting a curse on our boss..."

　　As for Lan Su, she didn't know why, but within one dinner, she turned into a demon concubine who was bringing disaster to the country.

　　In fact, she didn't even say a word.

　　That feeling is a bit strange.

　　As if walking on a suspended fishing net, with one foot solid and one empty, she walked from one end to the other, from the age of 8 to 19, trembling and taking every step. Suddenly, a voice came from below, saying, I will follow you.

Lan Su has nothing of his own.

　　Clothes, money, status, and even life belong to the Lan family.

　　But that day, with nothing, she got a building without saying a word.

　　It's not a surprise to say that she is happy. After all, she has never paid much attention to money. However, there is a sense of solidity.

　　She had an illusion that the legendary Jade Yama seemed not that scary.

　　As night falls, the dinner ends.

　　Lan Su and Huo Yan stepped out of the Lan family's door. Lan Haotian only sent his eyes to the door. The two stepped into the long garden corridor in the front yard and finally returned to peace.

　　Lan Su looked at Huo Yan from the corner of her eye. This man was sitting in a wheelchair. His height was only as high as her chest. He was obviously shorter, but not weakened in any way. Instead, there seemed to be a giant standing invisibly, making people have to look up.

　　fantastic.

　　Everything that happened to Huo Yan, including everything that happened under Huo Yan's leadership, was wonderful.

　　Lan Su took a breath of the night air, exhaled it slowly, and said the first sentence of the night:

　　"Thank you for today."

Huo Yan didn't hear the deeper emotions. From a purely profit perspective, this thank you only included the ownership of that building.

　　"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Although the mall is in your name, I have the final say on how it is run and how it is tendered."

　　Tender?

　　Lan Su had never thought about this: "Of course. I don't understand jewelry or business. It's up to you to decide in the future. But thank you anyway."

　　Thank you for being willing to hold me up in the turbulent river.

　　Huo Yan didn't say anything. It seemed that his mind was still on business. The two of them walked forward quietly, and Lan Su reflected on herself, wondering if any of her words had made her unhappy, or if she had touched Ni Lin.

　　When they reached the door, assistant Jiang Feng had already opened the trunk and put down the buffer board for wheelchairs to get into the car.

At that time, Huo Yan finally spoke:

　　"If you want to thank me, you can drive the car tonight."

　　"good."

　　Lan Su subconsciously agreed, and even stepped towards the car faster. After taking several steps, he suddenly came to his senses, feeling a little more alert, stopped, and turned around:

"I can't drive."

　　It's not that Lan Su can't bloom, it's that the second lady she's pretending to be, the delicate greenhouse flower that has been sleeping in the hospital for 11 years, can't bloom.

　　Huo Yan must know this.

　　The question is, why did she say that.

　　Is it simply to test her, or to remind her that her identity has been exposed?