C63 Rare Art
C63 Rare Art
Ouyang Ruo Lan obediently laid in Guan Yang's embrace with her arm around his waist. The two of them didn't say anything, enjoying this rare moment of silence.
After a while, Guan Yang actually fell asleep just like that.
His two pectoral muscles were very hard. If the pillow was too long, it wouldn't be as comfortable as the pillow, but Ouyang Ruo Lan didn't dare move because she didn't want to wake him up.
In the end, she also fell asleep on Guan Yang's chest.
"… …"
The next morning, Ouyang Ruo Lan woke up. She gently left Guan Yang's chest, put on her clothes, and walked out of her room. She then went to the study to practice her piano.
After Ouyang Ruo Lan left, Guan Yang turned around and stared at the ceiling. It was unknown what he was thinking.
In fact, he hadn't slept at all last night. He was thinking about what his grandmaster had said to him when he called him.
"If you want to play gangster, I have no objection. If you want to revive the Guan Family, you must have this kind of influence in the secular world no matter what. But remember, before your berserk sect can do anything without any obstruction, I will not give you any help. In short, everything will depend on you. "
Guan Yang had originally planned to form a crazy family with the mindset of playing around, but he gradually discovered that he was a bit addicted to this kind of thing.
In the past when he was on a mission, he liked the feeling of killing people. But now that feeling had changed, he realized that he was more interested in power.
This weekend was Guan Yang's 19th birthday, and West Ridge Villa had already started preparing a birthday party. This was Luo Wange's intention.
In the past, Guan Yang had celebrated his birthday on the mountain, but everything was simple. Several martial uncles and juniors were having fun. Now that the Celestial Sect of Wonders had entered society, it was naturally Guan Yang's first birthday in the secular world.
It was said that the Ouyang Family, Luo Family and even the Grandmaster of the Cultivator's Foundation would return to attend the meeting.
The purpose of this gathering was extraordinary. Since the destruction of the Guan Family 19 years ago, this was the first time all the servants had gathered together. The only one who could bring this group of people together was naturally Guan Yang, the orphan of the Guan Family.
In the morning, his aunt Luo Wanjun came to the West Ridge villa early, while Guan Yang was lying on his bed in a trance. Ouyang Ruo Lan didn't wake him up today, so this' heavy responsibility 'fell on Luo Wanjun's head.
"Alright, you sleepyhead. It's already late in the morning and you still haven't woken up. How dare you be this lazy when you were in the mountains before?" When Luo Wan Jun entered the room, she grabbed Guan Yang's ear and pulled him up with a smile.
"Aunt, you don't need a blind date today?" Guan Yang curiously asked, "You've come to a compromise with the Grand Master so quickly?"
Today, Luo Wanjun didn't wear the Jizhi suit. Instead, he looked a bit more lively and adorable. Today, she was wearing a classic Downer's Kalan Bohemian dress with a pair of gray suede heels, a combination that added a touch of elegance to her liveliness.
"Brat, you have no conscience. You only know how to ask me to go on a blind date. Could it be that you really want me to marry out early?" Luo Wanjun complained, "It's my fault that I helped you stop the Profound Spirit's lesson every time."
Guan Yang smiled as he tried to please her, "No, of course not. How could I hope that aunt would let those stinking men get away with it? Is there a man in the world who is worthy of you? "
Luo Wanjun smiled and said, "I want a birthday present, I have one. I want something delicious to eat, I have one as well, so don't try to trick me."
As she said this, she took out a bag of literary pastries and shared them with Guan Yang. "Come with me to the airport to pick someone up," she said.
"Who is it?" Guan Yang asked.
"She's a beauty," said Luo. "When my aunt met this friend three years ago, even I was jealous."
When Guan Yang heard this, even Luo Wanjun was jealous. He immediately got out of bed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and dressed.
Sitting in Luo Wanjun's sportscar, Guan Yang felt that something was wrong and asked, "You're not lying to me, are you? Is there a woman in the world who can make you jealous?" Why can't I believe it? "
"You'll know when we get to the airport." Luo Wanjun showed a mysterious smile and gave her the cold shoulder.
After about an hour of waiting at Jiangbei International Airport, the person finally came out.
When Luo Wanjun waved towards the crowd, Guan Yang followed her gaze and saw the person who walked out. Then, he froze on the spot.
Luo Wanjun did not lie.
There was actually such a woman in the world.
In terms of looks, she did not crush Luo Wange, Luo Wanjun, Ouyang Ruo Lan, and Xin Xiao Yue. However, she exuded a transcendent aura that Guan Yang had never seen before in his life.
Looking at that goddess-like face, Guan Yang thought of the Princess Anne starring Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday.
Fourth Martial Uncle said: When a woman is beautiful to the point of rare works of art, any man who looks at her won't be able to produce lust, only admiration, reverence, and an irresistible desire for protection.
Guan Yang did not believe this.
But now, he believed it.
Guan Yang felt that his way of thinking was a little dangerous. He, who had always been adept at conquering, was now being conquered by this woman!
This was a process of falling from the conqueror to the subordinate!
Guan Yang's heart skipped a beat.
"… …"
The woman who came out of the departure lounge was about eighteen or nineteen. She looked about the same age as Guan Yang, a face any man would never forget in a single glance, with a perfect array of features.
She had killed every man, woman, and child on her way out, and no one had been able to hold back from looking at her. They had even bumped into several people just because they hadn't seen the way back.
What was even more exaggerated was that there was a group of reporters in the airport. It seemed like they were there to stop some celebrity, but after this girl appeared, all the cameras were aimed at her. And when the leading Chinese celebrity came down the escalator, he was unexpectedly not surrounded by the paparazzi.
Seeing Luo Xianjun waving, the girl walked over with the suitcase. A simple smile seemed to give birth to the illusion of swimming in the sea of flowers.
Guan Yang, who had always been good at sweet-talking, was standing there like a thread. He didn't say a word.
"Sister Luo." The girl walked up to Luo Wanjun and said happily.
"Wow! Xiang Ling, it's been three years since we last met. Have you grown so tall already?" Luo Wanjun patted the girl's head with a smile.
"How can there be three years? It's two years and two hundred and thirty days!" The girl named Xiang Ling took Luo Wanjun's arm and said, "I've always been looking forward to meeting Sister Luo."
The two chatted intimately for a while, and Xiang Ling noticed the silly boy standing next to Luo Wanjun, and asked curiously, "This is?"
However, before Luo Wanjun could open his mouth to introduce her, Xiang Ling took the initiative and said, "Guan Yang, I know you. Three years ago, I saw you in Mexico City."
For some unknown reason, her attitude was somewhat cold. "My name is Hua Xiang Ling, just take it that I've never seen her before. Let's get to know each other again."