When Nalan Xin'er saw Lan Zijun, Lin Meiqing, and Lan Zhirou sitting affectionately on the sofa discussing matters, her good mood was destroyed.

As soon as she came in, the few people seemed to have negotiated, and they stopped all together, which made her feel like a redundant outsider.

She sneered in her heart, passed by blankly, and went straight to her room.

What do you like to say, sister is not interested!

Unexpectedly, although she didn't catch a cold, some people would just feel sick at her.

Lin Meiqing took the lead in putting on a loving and gentle face: "Oh, Xin'er is back. I'm discussing important things with your father. Let's chat together?"

Lan Zhirou also pretended to be generous, with a concerned tone: "Sister, are you hungry when you come back so late? Do you want Mommy Yao to give you a hot snack?"

The enthusiasm and thoughtfulness of Lin Meiqing and Lan Zhirou more and more set off Nalan Xiner's arrogance, cold temper, and ignorance of the world.

Let Nalan Xin'er greet her with a smile, and disgustingly accept the "kindness" of the scum stepmother, scum concubine sister, sorry, she can't do it at this moment, and she doesn't bother to pretend.

Ignore it, and just about to step away, Lan Zijun's voice resounded displeased: "Asshole, there is no rule at all! Do you never say hello to the elders? You look like you, I don't think you need to go to the adult ceremony on weekends. Shame me!"

When Lan Zhirou heard Lan Zijun scolding Nalan Xin'er, she didn't know how happy she was, she almost turned into a flower.

But she is used to pretending to be a white lotus. How can she show excitement at this time? Instead, he persuaded Lan Zijun: "Dad, my sister might just go out and play tired, don't blame her..."

Nalan Xiner couldn't help but sneer. Blue Lotus is really unchanging. Knowing that she participates in extracurricular group activities, she "hanging out" and "hanging out" on the left, for fear that others might not know that she is a playful straw bag.

Sure enough, after Lan Zhirou finished speaking, let alone Lan Zijun, even the servants showed contempt.

Nalan Xin'er paused, turned her head violently, her eyes sharp: "Sister, have you returned the test tube you stole from the laboratory?"

"I...I didn't..." Lan Zhirou didn't expect Nalan Xin'er to bring up this matter, and suddenly panicked.

Lan Zijun frowned: "What steals the test tube?" He still doesn't know about this.

When Lin Meiqing saw this, she hurriedly took cover: "It's nothing, a misunderstanding, haha. Xin'er, you and your sister must love each other at school. After the weekend, your identities will be made public. When the time comes, every word and deed. You have to give your father a face."

Huh, face? Nalan Xin'er snorted.

Lan Zijun nodded approvingly, and Lin Meiqing's attention was drawn back, and no longer asked about the test tube: "Meiqing, you will take them out tomorrow to buy dresses. You must know that the old lady came from an old French house this time. , The schedule is very tight, and I have to rush to Qingcheng overnight to see the sick rice seedling, so I only stay in the imperial capital for 2 hours, for a short time, don’t you shame me! Get up to speed!"

The tone became extremely severe; his eyes were projected on Nalan Xin'er.

In his thinking, this family is most likely to embarrass him, I am afraid it is Nalan Xin'er, who must beat her in advance.

But Nalan Xiner casually responded with an "um", but she thought in her heart: Old Lady Nalan is coming to attend the ceremony! This decisive grandma is coming, is it good or bad for her? As for Lan Zijun’s sick seed, Nalan Xin’er knew that they were talking about the eldest grandson of the Nalan family and the only son of the uncle Lan Haozong, Nalan Qingze, her direct cousin.

The uncle married his uncle because he disobeyed his grandmother's order and lost his inheritance rights. Ozawa was supposed to be the next generation of the family head, but he was in poor health and was practicing outside. This is why Lan Zijun wants to seize the position of Patriarch.

Nalan Xin'er couldn't help sneering in her heart. If it weren't for the sake of face, Lan Zijun wouldn't have thought of buying a new dress for herself.

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