C147 (1/2)

A good night's sleep. When Jane Fan woke up the next day, Ling Chen's phone call had already arrived. The general meaning was to tell Jane Fan that there was nothing important in the company and that she could go out for a walk without having to come to work.

”All right. ”If you don't want to, then don't!” Jane Fan pouted, got up and washed up before dialing Yan Shaotian's number.

Yan Shaotian was still at work, so after a few words with him, Jane Fan asked him directly if Aunt Pan was at home. She wanted to go over to take a look.

”My mom. She's at home. You can contact her directly. She has been in a bad state recently and has been missing you a lot. ”

Yan Shaotian said a few words and immediately hung up when he saw his superior looking in his direction. He put on a serious expression.

The boss walked past, patted his shoulder, gave him a few instructions, and returned to the office.

Jian Fan hung up the phone and called Pan Wenfang.

Pan Wenfang seemed to be in a bad mood recently, and when she answered the phone, she looked weak.

Hearing that it was Jane Fan, her tone became more lively.

”Xiaofan, are you coming over? ”That's great. I want to go out and buy clothes. You can advise me.”

”Sure. I'll go right now. ” Pan Wenfang had a good figure and looked beautiful in all kinds of clothes.

Jane Fan's shopping with her was an enjoyable experience, so after agreeing on a location, he immediately called her over.

Pan Wenfang was already waiting at the door. Seeing Jian Fan get off the car, she first ordered a cup of lemon tea for him and then began to tell him about her recent troubles.

Today, Pan Wenfang was wearing a long white dress with a beige coat, looking very elegant and noble. It did not feel like a mother and daughter sitting together with Jian Fan. On the contrary, it felt like they were sisters.

”Auntie Pan, you don't have to worry about this. They just misunderstood each other and would take care of it. Didn't you want to buy clothes? I'll go shopping with you! ” Jane Fan pulled Pan Wenfang along. Knowing that shopping was the best way to relieve the girls, she naturally wouldn't let Pan Wenfang be immersed in her pain.

Pan Wenfang's figure and temperament were very good. After strolling with her for the whole morning, they finally chose a milky white dress with a pearl collar. Pan Wenfang had also chosen a Bohemian dress for Jian Fan. When he wore it, Pan Wenfang had told him that Jane was a beautiful fairy from a foreign world, and people would not want to forget it.

Of course, Jane Fan didn't like this style, but since Pan Wenfang insisted on buying it for her, she had no other choice.

The two women returned home after a good deal of work. Both Yan Qirui and Yan Shaotian were still at work when they returned home at noon. After the two had a hearty lunch, Pan Wenfang told Jian Fan that she bought clothes for a party. She also wanted to bring Jane Fan to take a look.

”Aunt Pan, I'm really busy. I don't have time to go.” This was the type of party that Jane Fan hated the most. A group of well-dressed people were talking to themselves. Such a life wasn't suitable for her to live in a straightforward manner.

”Xiaofan, do you want me to go alone?” Pan Wenfang curled her lips, looking unhappy.

Jian Fan sighed and could only agree. After all, in her heart, Pan Wenfang was no different from her mother.

Seeing that Jane Fan had agreed, Pan Wenfang immediately took her to get her hair done and her beauty done. At 7 o'clock in the evening, the two of them changed into their clothes and came to the so-called royal ball.

The theme of the royal ball was ”The Beauty of Clothes”. In reality, it was a blind date in a different sense.

Dressed in beautiful clothes, each of the young ladies was shuttling to and fro in the middle of the dance floor. They were swaying their bodies like butterflies, attracting the attention of the talented youngsters. As for the parents, they were mainly responsible for getting the contact information, so as to warm up the atmosphere. When the woman or their son saw the target, they would immediately deliver any useful information.

As soon as he entered, he attracted the attention of a large number of noblewomen. Her clothes were simple, yet they didn't seem old-fashioned. There was also a kind of spiritual beauty, but it didn't make people feel frivolous. With fair skin, a tall figure, and a dignified demeanor, each family was the first choice to choose a wife.

”Look, my family's Xiaofan has quite a market!” Pan Wenfang was joking with Jian Fan. Ever since they came in, the way she accepted the business card was about to go soft on her. If she really had a daughter like Jian Fan to marry, she really didn't know which family she should choose.

”Auntie Pan!” Jian Fan glanced at her with a helpless expression.

That kind of cute and bashful expression made Pan Wenfang burst out in laughter. She patted her hands and brought Jane Fan to the rest area.

There were very few people in the resting area, and only a few middle-aged women were tired from playing. They sat on the sofas and chatted. Seeing Pan Wenfang coming over, they all went up to greet her warmly, and at the same time, looked at Jian Fan, who was behind her. Then he sat down and drank a glass of champagne.

A beauty like jade, tasting it would make one drunk.

Song Chengyou was forced by his father to bring the party over. As soon as he entered, his gaze locked onto the Bohemian woman who was gracefully drinking champagne in the lounge. Her clothes were simple and she didn't have any makeup on, but just seeing her made people's minds tremble. They wanted to hug her and take good care of her.

”Dad, I met an old friend. ”Let's go over and talk!”

”Go!” Father Song waved his hand. He was already very satisfied that Song Chengye was here.

As for whether he could become the Song Family's wife, he didn't dare to hope for that.

Song Chengyou shuttled back and forth on the dance floor. His agile body and elegant steps quickly brought him popularity.

The old friend beside him counted his thumbs in admiration, but Father Song just smiled without saying a word. Only he knew about his son, the more flowery he was, the less likely he was to find a woman to settle down with him.

”This beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance?” As the champagne slowly ran out, Jane Fan took the quilt in his hand and gently shook it. Her gaze lightly swept across the dance floor. To her, the purple drunkenness and golden infatuation inside was but a play, whereas she was an audience, so she didn't need to participate.

Song Chengyou elegantly took the cup from Jane Fan's hand and handed it to the waiter, giving him a gentleman's invitation.

”I can't dance.” Jane Fan refused.