Chapter 4 Escape from the Cage (1)

At 23:30, the minute hand sinks to the bottom.

　　The hall of the Lan family's old house is brightly lit like daylight.

　　The light from the crystal chandelier fell brightly from above the head, and the light was so intense that the pile of the carpet was almost visible. In the bright light, the ceiling dropped extremely low, pressing down on my scalp, making it tight, and my breathing became constricted.

　　The servants stood respectfully on both sides, with their backs hunched and their necks hunched, holding back their breath.

　　In the center of the hall, a woman in a black dress was sitting on her knees, her right hand was bandaged, and there were whip wounds on her body. One of the red marks spread from her cheek to her neck, like a centipede.

　　A few people stood scattered on their knees beside her, blocking her from the door, cutting off her line of sight, but the pungent blood was still there.

At the front door, a woman silently stopped a black and gold smart wheelchair. He was wearing a solid white suit with a leaden gray thin blanket on his legs. She was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, her hair tied back, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. The lenses were as thin as razor blades, cutting off the only gentleness of human nature.

　　The snow that never melts all year round and the ice sealed in thousands of mountains are extremely cold.

　　"Mr. Lan."

　　The cold eyes slowly raised under the chandelier. Without moving, they fell on the old face full of calculations, and a chill suddenly came over him.

　　"I am the 'concubine'."

　　The words fell to the ground like hail smashing through the floor.

　　Lan Haotian twitched, hurriedly put on a smile, and clasped his hands in flattery:

　　"Haha, this, Mr. Huo, misunderstood Mr. Huo."

　　Others helped:

　　"Mr. Huo, I misunderstood. I misunderstood."

　　"We're talking about someone else!"

　　"Mr. Huo, what brought you here?"

　　The empty hall was obviously full of people, but it was like a sports stadium that was not in operation. It was eerily quiet, and a bunch of words even echoed when they were thrown out.

　　Lan Haotian shyly took a step forward:

　　"You and my daughter... know each other?"

Buzz…

　　What answered him was the sound of the wheelchair rolling across the floor at a constant speed. Huo Yan didn't seem to hear what he said, and indifferently passed by the long wall of groveling people in the Lan family, and stopped in front of the woman in black skirt sitting on the ground.

　　One hand stretched out towards her, spread out in the light of the crystal chandelier, with the back of the hand facing down and the palm facing upward, receiving the full light.

　　Lan Su was stunned for a moment, then his bruised body slowly sat up, staring at the open palms in front of him. The slender palm prints are like the lines of silk, hiding a unique laziness. One centimeter of the shirt is exposed at the cuffs, and the luster of the metal cufflinks reflects a softness.

　　Looking up, you can see the folds of fabric that are slightly bent in the arms.

　　Further up is the face.

　　The eyes are deep, like a bottomless well, sucking everyone in.

　　Is it gentle?

　　No, this word cannot appear on Huo Yan.

　　But aside from his personality, in the light of the crystal chandelier, there was rarely a hint of divinity in this man.

　　Immortals caress my head, tie my hair and grant me immortality.

　　Such divinity.

Lan Su slowly raised his hand, his slightly cold knuckles fell into his palm, and stood up with the help of his strength. The black dress swept across the floor, making a subtle rustling sound.

　　"Ayan."

　　she called

Huo Yan raised her eyebrows. Obviously, this title was too intimate and it pricked her like a needle. But she didn't refute, she just pulled him up calmly.

　　"It's my fault. I only sent you to the door. No, it would be more dangerous at home."

　　Then, he put his hand back on the armrest of the wheelchair and tapped it lightly with his index finger.

　　Bang!

　　The hall was silent at this moment, and the sound of the collision between fingernails and metal was particularly harsh. Lan Haotian behind him was shocked and hurriedly walked around to the front, shrinking his neck and smiling.

　　"Mr. Huo."

　　Huo Yan looked forward without looking at Lan Haotian. He glanced at the curled riding whip on the ground and said coldly:

　　"I've heard that the Lan family has strict family laws, and the rules of the Republic of China still remain in the 21st century. I didn't expect that I would be so harsh on my own daughter?"

　　The flesh on Lan Haotian's face twitched - this Jade Yama Luo was here to vent his anger on Lan Su.

　　"Mr. Huo, you are serious. My daughter did something outrageous today. I was so angry that I hit her twice. I don't usually do anything."

As he spoke, he waved to the servant on the side:

　　"Xiao Hong, take the lady to apply for medicine."

　　Xiao Hong stepped forward tremblingly, but Lan Su remained motionless. Xiao Hong withdrew her holding hand and looked at Lan Haotian for help. The other party waved his hand irritably and helplessly, and then stepped back.

　　Huo Yan was like a cold statue, sitting still, surrounded by a circle of people like ants on a hot pot, circling around her, but she remained unmoved.

　　"Mr. Lan is so angry that it's understandable that he's going to take action. It's just that the whip is aimed at the face. If you don't know, you might think that Lan Su is not your biological daughter."

　　boom!

　　The words fell to the ground like thunder from the sky, splitting a crack in the floor. Black smoke overflowed from the cracks and spread throughout the hall.

　　"Mr. Huo, you are just kidding me."

Lan Haotian relied on many years of business experience to smooth the situation.

　　"I'm old now and can't control my strength. Isn't this because I thought she went out to meet some shady people, and I was afraid that she would go astray? I am also caring for my father. Besides... .After all, this is still a family matter of our Lan family."

　　I couldn't control my strength - I didn't mean to slap you in the face.

　　You know some shady people - you, Huo Yan, dated my daughter without telling your parents, what's the difference between you and a shabby gangster?

　　The Lan family's housework - the Lan family is my decision, and you, the surnamed Huo, have no right to interfere.

　　Huo Yan heard the three short overtones without missing a beat.

　　But, just listen.

　　Although she is young, when she was traveling through the bloody turmoil in Southeast Asia, Lan Haotian was still deeply involved in the mistress's gossip.

　　The line of his lips moved and he said:

　　"Miss Lan Su, you are now a member of my Huo family."

　　"What?"

Everyone in the Lan family was startled, and Mrs. Chu Meilian couldn't hold back her anger. She took a step forward:

　　"Mr. Huo, are you mistaken?"

　　On the side, Lan Su said lightly:

　　"mom."

　　She looked at the middle-aged woman she usually called "Madam" and continued:

　　"I know you are not happy. But I, Lan Su, deserve to be the second young lady of the Lan family."

　　As soon as these words were said, Lan Haotian and others' escape route was blocked - the one Huo Yan wanted to marry had always been Miss Lan. Lan Xiaoyu, who was originally intended to be the replacement, was locked up upstairs, and there was only Lan Shan downstairs. It couldn't be said that Lan Su was crazy and said that she was the second young lady.

　　But Lan Su must never marry her.

　　Who is Huo Yan? He has lived in the chaos of Southeast Asia since he was a child. He is ruthless and ruthless. After returning to China at the age of 18, he has always been nicknamed "Jade Yama". If she found out that she was marrying not the daughter of the Lan family, but the "Knife" of the Lan family, the entire Lan family would suffer disaster.

　　What's more, Lan Haotian wants to use this knife to sell more lives.

　　"Mr. Huo."

After weighing the balance, Lan Haotian came forward shamelessly and said, "My daughter is spoiled, don't take it to heart. In fact, she is the third young lady, and the second young lady is someone else. She is upstairs. I Call you down."

　　With that said, he winked at the servant and asked her to go upstairs and call Lan Xiaoyu.

　　Thump thump thump…

　　Rapid footsteps climbed up the stairs, but the silent Huo Yan spoke again. He didn't speak to anyone, but stated plainly, slowly, and declaratively:

　　"Second Miss Lan, something unexpected happened when she was 9 years old, and she fell asleep. As of this year, she is exactly 20 years old. Since Mr. Lan can't remember who the second Miss is, I can help."

　　Buzz...buzz...

　　The pendulum clock in the hall struck 12 o'clock, announcing the end of the 31st.

　　"Mr. Huo, how do you say this?" Lan Haotian asked bravely.

　　"Do you know how to measure your age?"

　　Huo Yan turned his head, and for the first time, his eyes looked at Lan Haotian's twitching withered tree bark. The thin lips sank, and the cold light reflected from the lenses.

　　"All it takes is one tooth."

　　"Teeth, teeth?"

"Since Mr. Lan can't remember, let's pull out the teeth of all the women in the Lan family and send them to an institution for testing. I will marry whoever is the second young lady. How about that?"

　　Her words were unhurried, like a sharp knife sharpened in winter, buried in the snow all night, with a hiss, inserted into the heart of the flowing blood. What was even more frightening was that she kindly added:

　　"I only want one person."

　　The heavy hammer smashed the floor, first opening a gap, then getting bigger and deeper, until it was completely torn open, and everyone fell into the abyss.

　　In the desert and ruins, Lan Su moved. She raised her head and looked at the row of Lan family members standing apart. Lan Haotian dared not speak out in anger. Chu Meilian stared at her. Lan Shan should have been happy to see this. The scene, but I don't know why, there is always jealousy in his eyes.

　　She admired the beautiful expressions of the three people, looking from left to right, then from right to left, and said lightly:

　　"Ayan and I are in love. Dad, you won't object, right?"

　　Ta, tap, tap...

　　The hands of the pendulum clock rotated second by second, and the scale seemed to be stuck, making a harsh and frustrating sound every second.

At this point, the Lan family finally couldn't say anything. Huo Yan raised her hand, and the assistant behind her placed a ring box in her hand.

　　"In this case, the marriage is settled. This is the betrothal gift."

　　Lan Su took the heavy box and held it in the palm of his hand, his fingertips turning white with force.

　　Compared to the Lan family, the rumored bloody Jade Yama Luo Huoyan seems to be more terrifying. However, this Jade Yama is the only hope to pull her out of the abyss.

　　Even if she had to jump into another abyss, she would be happy with it.