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Shangguan Lingwan was not an aggressive person, and she was usually a little confused. But once someone confronted her, her mouth would become exceptionally sharp.

"Miss Shangguan, why are your manners so bad?" Ling Ruo Lan's face darkened.

She took a few steps forward and was about to slap his face, but someone caught her hand in time.

"Brother Hanchuan!" When Yin Hanchuan released her hand, a few bright red marks had already appeared on her white wrist. From afar, it looked like a bracelet.

"Hanchuan, what are you doing?" A stern voice was heard, followed by the sound of high heels hitting the ground.

His mother walked over with a displeased look on her face. Her gaze landed on Shangguan Lingwan and couldn't help but pause for a moment, but it quickly turned sharp again.

"Auntie!" Ling Ruo Lan's eyes were brimming with tears. She looked pitiful as though the whole world was bullying her.

"Good girl Ruo Lan, Auntie is here."

Shangguan Lingwan felt a little disdainful. This so-called fiancee was already so old, yet her mother had used such a childish tone to coax her. It was too shameful.

Ling Ruo Lan bit her lower lip pitifully, blinking her eyes. She looked at Shangguan Ling Wan timidly, as if she had met a ferocious beast, and didn't look as arrogant as before.

Sure enough, a woman's change of heart is faster than flipping a book.

"Hanchuan, are you targeting Ruo Lan for this woman?" Mother Yin reprimanded.

Yin Hanchuan raised his eyes lazily, obviously not answering his mother's question. He just took a few steps forward, putting Shangguan Lingwan behind him to prevent her from meeting his mother's knife-like gaze.

As the shadow fell on Shangguan Lingwan, she froze, but felt her heart warm up.

Mother Yin — — "Qiu Mei's expression was very ugly," Han Chuan, come here quickly. Look at you, what are you thinking now? "

"Mom, I'm not young anymore." "I have the right to choose."

Qiu Mei glared at him. "Do you still not respect this mother of yours?"

"That's not your reason for interfering with me." "I said, I will not marry that woman."

That woman, was naturally referring to Ling Ruo Lan.

Ling Ruo Lan's body shuddered, and she looked as though she was about to faint.

Qiu Mei sneered, "You don't want to marry Ruo Lan, and you still want to marry the woman behind you? "Let me tell you, I only recognize Ruo Lan as my daughter-in-law. Even if you don't want to marry, you still have to!"

Qiu Mei's words landed heavily on Shangguan Lingwan's body. In Qiu Mei's eyes, she would never be able to match up to her fiancee, Ling Ruo Lan.

"If you want her to be a bride without a groom."

Yin Hanchuan's answer made Qiu Mei choke on her words and she screamed out in excitement, "Hanchuan, you better remember this, even if I die, I won't let that woman become my daughter-in-law!"

"So noisy."

The clear female voice was not loud, but it drowned out Qiu Mei's shout for some reason. When they turned around the corner, they saw a girl standing there. Her face was full of annoyance, "Mistress Yin, this is the Song Family."

Qiu Mei was speechless. Although she felt sorry for her elder brother being criticized by the younger generation, she had indeed lost her composure.

"Little sister Song Yan, why are you here?" Ling Ruo Lan said.

The girl called Song Yan was only around 15 or 16 years old. She sat on a black wheelchair and wore a pure white dress that covered her calves and ankles, revealing a pair of small shoes.

Song Yan sneered, "Ling Ruo Lan, you're still as shameless as ever after so long. Who's your sister?"

Ling Ruo Lan was stunned, but was unable to refute. Song Yan was a well-known treasure in the Song Family. She had a perverted brother who loved her like her life and a crazy parent who loved her like her life. Whoever dared to make Song Yan unhappy would be sentenced to death.

Even Ling Ruo Lan, who was called 'crazy' by Du Chenjin, didn't dare to provoke him.

"I'm looking for my model." Song Yan turned her head and said, "Miss Shangguan, you promised to be my model."

Shangguan Lingwan started, and quickly realised that this young lady was helping him out. "Alright."

Ling Ruo Lan couldn't believe that this eccentric Song Yan was actually looking for Shangguan Lingwan to be a model?

Yin Hanchuan's eyes were deep, but this time, he did not stop them. Qiu Mei could not bear it any longer and dragged Yin Hanchuan away. "Come with me."

The two sides brushed past each other.

Shangguan Lingwan and Yin Hanchuan suddenly turned around, their eyes meeting, almost causing sparks to fly.

Some things could be said without saying it.

Shangguan Lingwan followed Song Yan to a room. The room was very big and square, with all sorts of painting tools inside. The plaster cast was neatly arranged in a corner. At first glance, it looked somewhat horrifying.

"Sit down." Song Yan said in a commanding tone.

Shangguan Lingwan sat on a bench made of vines, she leaned against the window, behind her was a white wall.

She thought for a moment, then said, "Thank you."

Song Yan was just about to draw a brush when she raised her head and asked, "What?"

"Thank you for your help earlier …"

"I'm not helping you, I'm just helping Yin-gege." Song Yan's tone was calm, "If I didn't see it hard for Brother Yin, I wouldn't have interfered."

She was called Madam Qiu Meiyin, but Yin Hanchuan's big brother. Shangguan Lingwan could not help but feel that the two of them were in cahoots.

"Besides, you do qualify to be my model."

A talented female painter like Song Yan, who could produce over a million for a single painting, was unavoidably harsh on models.

Shangguan Lingwan remembered that the people she drew could be counted on one hand.

"In return, you just have to be a model for me." Song Yan began spreading out the canvas.

Shangguan Lingwan nodded and sat upright according to Song Yan's request.