Chapter 542

Lan Qing's birthday is just after the vernal equinox, but he is not like a messenger of spring. In fact, he always makes people feel the darkness and cold from the inside out in winter.

See, a lot of things in this world are always at two extremes. Everyone is not pure good or bad, good or evil. This is the most wonderful thing about people. That's why people always laugh with tears, love and hate, love and kill each other.

On his birthday, LAN's villa is bright. Inside and outside, there is an illusion that the new year is coming again. The smile on each face makes people feel that this day is really very happy.

Just like all the banquets of the upper class, the ladies and ladies on this day once again got a platform for competition. They wore carefully tailored gowns, as if spring had just arrived. They wanted to expose all the skin that had covered the whole winter to the air, just like thirsty fish need water, Walking on stilts like high-heeled shoes, swinging into the door of LAN's villa, it looks like the snake spirit whose legs have not yet formed in the 1990s cartoon.

Shen Xingchen didn't exaggerate so much. She only wore a small suit of Chanel and pushed a pair of series of Camellia series of heels, which looked exquisite and conservative, not because of other things, especially when she saw the tall cake in the living room.

Since the last time she fell into that cream cake instant incarnation snowman, she has secretly made up her mind that she will never wear long dresses and high heels at other people's business parties, and that she will never drink unconscious at birthday parties.

The men on the scene are all very neat and low-key in their black dresses. They look neat and noble, but if you look at them carefully, you will find that some of them are wearing dazzling diamond cufflinks, and some of them are wearing chic pins at the neckline. They are all scheming.

Lan Qing smiles and nods to each of the guests from time to time. Beside him stands Sisi in a pink and blue gauze skirt, just like a sea elf. On the other side stands Li Qingning. Her stomach has slightly protruded. However, Lan Qing has invited the designers from Milan to customize the dress for her, the high waist design and the micro awning skirt, It makes her look like a girl.

Li Qingning looks at the official smile on Lan Qing's face, and suddenly wants to tease him to expose his false face. After a long time together, he gradually finds out that Lan Qing is very similar to her in many ways. He doesn't like such occasions, and he doesn't like to be intimate with others. Maybe they are arranged by God to save the other half's existence.

However, the whole birthday party was not as serious as expected, and everyone had a relaxed smile on their faces.

Although the eyes were full of all kinds of high-end custom-made dresses, most of the people present were familiar faces. Feng Yifei's body was still recovering, so naturally aunt Xu did not appear.

The banquet officially started in the evening. The sun was shining gently. All kinds of plants in the garden in front of LAN's villa began to wake up. The whole world looked very beautiful.

The banquet was set in the courtyard. A huge white cloth was laid on the huge long table, on which all kinds of champagne, red wine, desserts and so on were placed. It looked exquisite and gorgeous.

Lin Bai is wearing Gucci's long sleeve dress. Her high pleated collar makes her neck look very long, just like a noble white swan.

She took Feng Chi's arm, and her face was indifferent, like a smile, but also like a smile. They walk to Lan Qing and Li Qingning together. She nods to Lan Qing politely, but her eyes just sweep Li Qingning's face quickly without stopping for a second. It seems that she automatically ignores the existence of this person.

Although Feng Chi showed her a soft smile, the expression on Li Qingning's face still seemed unnatural.

Lan Qing quietly looking at all this, toward Lin Bai raised a glass, said: "now I should be your company's major shareholder, the future cooperation is happy." There was an imperceptible radian in the corner of his mouth, which made him feel complacent.

But Lin Bai didn't seem to be hurt by his words. Instead, he nodded to him. With a long hand, he took a goblet and raised it to him. With a faint smile, he said: "yes, but LAN always remember that the premise of my promise to purchase is to allow me to continue to be Lin's CEO and have a happy cooperation." Then he raised his neck and drank the glass of champagne.

He Jiawen, standing on one side, silently looks at the scene with a goblet in his hand. There is a complicated light in his eyes. The faint radian of his mouth can not help define his emotion at the moment. He stood up, suddenly saw Shen Xingchen's figure in the crowd, and walked towards her.

The huge sunset envelops the whole villa of LAN's, as well as the particularly lively courtyard. It looks like the scene made by special effects, which is almost unreal.

On the grass in the courtyard of LAN's villa, there are more than a dozen small acoustics scattered. Now music begins to play. Among the melodious piano and bagpipes, there is a gentle and low male voice, which seems to tell a beautiful and moving story.

The colorful dress and the light reflected from the wine glass make the house look like a gift box.

The last light of the setting sun makes everyone look red, like a few years younger in an instant. All the faces are full of happy smile, did not notice the night came quietly.

Li Qingning sits on the sofa and swing chair beside him, which is specially ordered by Lan Qing. Looking at the picture in front of him, which is like a slow motion camera with soft light, his heart is warm and full of the light satisfaction.

She suddenly fell in love with such a lively, even quietly made a wish, hoping that time can stop, after all, everything now seems so beautiful and peaceful.

At this happy and peaceful moment, Li Qingning received a phone call. Looking at the strange number on the phone, she showed some doubts. She stood up, walked towards a quiet place in the yard, and then pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Qingning... It's me. How are you? I miss you so much The other party didn't say who he was, but the moment he called out his name, she had quickly guessed the person on the other end of the phone.

His voice was still soft and warm, like the sound of pearls rolling on silk, but now it was a little hoarse, and his tone, to a certain extent, once again opened the memory of those five years. At that time, every time he drank a little too much, he would call and keep saying I miss you.