Chapter 10 Things Are Human

Entering his room again, Li Jialan was astringent and sour.

This room is designed by Danny, a world-class interior designer in France designated by Li Jialan. She likes the atmosphere of royal life in the European bedroom, and the decoration design of Danny's women's room shows the noble temperament of the European queen, and it is luxurious and noble, without losing romant. Ic's bedroom has a warm atmosphere.

White wall and dark flower wallpaper, and the choice of wallpaper is plain and elegant. The bedroom has an elegant charm in luxury. Its design is as sweet as wine. It is treated with algae well-style smallpox and white cream commonly used in European classical style to give the whole wall clean and neat.

The European classically designed bedroom has a queen-like noble temperament both in terms of feeling and touch. This is the characteristic of European classical style design, and it is also Li Jialan's favorite style. With fashionable and generous furniture, it reveals the theme of luxury and atmosphere.

Since it is a bedroom, it is necessary to create a comfortable and warm feeling. The lighting in Li Jialan's bedroom is very thoughtful. The design of the light is like the eyes of the bedroom and the window of the soul. A total of three forms of lamps are used for decoration: chandeliers, table lamps and wall lamps. Both chandeliers and wall lamps are full of luxury, allowing people to enjoy the life of the noble royal family.

In particular, there is a golden aperture on the chandelier, which seems to be the first dawn of dawn. It is not dazzling but hope.

When Nan Xinyi walked into Li Jialan's room for the first time, she told Li Jialan that this was the place where the princess lived in the fairy tale.

At that time, Li Jialan said arrogantly to Nan Xinyi that she was not a princess, but a queen, and Li Jialan was the queen.

Unfortunately, the room is still Li Jialan, but it is not the real self. Things are wrong, which is the best interpretation.

Li Jialan glanced at He Wanru quietly. Li Jialan saw the ripples like water waves in He Ru's eyes, and his lips kept shaking. How will a mother feel when she sees the old things in her daughter's room? She is no less ups and downs in Li Jialan's sense of things.

Li Jialan bit her lips, and a slight smell mixed into her mouth.

"Why let her live in that room? I'm my sister. It's time for me to live in that room. Nanxin's unwilling voice came from outside the room.

"Oc, what are you arguing with her about? If the marriage between you and the Xie family is settled, you will be the queen of the Xie kingdom. At that time, what do you want? Why do you have to compete with her for this broken room? It is said that the witch Li Jialan is dead. You don't feel unlucky when you live in a room where the dead man lived. Hua Yanling's voice comforted Nan Xinyue, and the words he said made Wanru's shoulders fiercely ** seemed to be shocked by something scary enough.

"Hmm, I'm just angry." Nan Xinyue's words landed, and the door was pushed open from the outside with a "bang". Nan Xinyue rushed into the room with an angry look, pointed to Nan Xinyi's nose and cursed, "Dead girl, because your dead father loves you, you like to fight with me for everything. I'll give you this room, but if you rob me again Xie Xuanye, I'll tear you up!" After saying that, he raised his hand to slap Li Jialan.

Li Jialan stood still and did not move, with a flin on her face, and her eyes stared at Nan Xinyue. She is not a pus-packed Nan Xinyi. Do you dare to hit her? When she was in the hospital, she put up with everything, because she had to save her life first. What are you afraid of now?

That's... Nan Xinyue suddenly felt a gloomy chill because she saw that Li Jialan's face changed slightly. In her big bright eyes, Nan Xinyue suddenly felt a gloomy chill. The raised hand stopped in mid-air and did not dare to fall. It seemed that a cold wind penetrated into the back of Nan Xinyue, bringing her a bitter cold.

Nan Xinyue stared at her cowardly sister in disbelief and saw a layer of cold mist in her stunning black eyes.

How can her sister's eyes at this moment be so scary like the Li Jialan who may have died?

"Oh, my God, there is a ghost! She is a ghost..." Nan Xinyue suddenly jumped with her feet in horror, hugged her head and screamed and fled the house in a hurry.

Seeing Nan Xinyue running away in confusion, Hua Yanling's face also changed slightly, and his mouth repeatedly said, "Bah...", "Where did the hell come from? This girl is too timid. Even if there is a ghost, hum, I'm not afraid. Usually, I don't do anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night..." However, Hua Yanling's tone of voice is obviously getting less and less confident, and the last sentence has shown extreme guilty. His eyes swept around the room, and his body couldn't help trembling. His face was a little pale and he took a breath of cold air, and then suddenly turned around and hurried away.

There is really a ghost!

She is the wrongdoer!

Li Jialan looked at Hua Yanling's back and raised a gloomy smile at the corners of her mouth.

Li Jialan turned to look at the sad and Wanru's face facing the old things, and slowly rippled a wave of gentle pity in her eyes, but in an instant, it disappeared again, and her eyes reappeared a dead silence without any emotion. Think of your daughter, such an unfilial daughter, what do you want her to do? If she dies, she deserves to drag down the person who raised her with painstaking efforts like you. Don't you think it's a simple and refreshing thing for her to die?

and Wanru heard Li Jialan say such words and were vulnerable. She seemed to want to be strong. However, when she tried to lower her head to cover up, Li Jialan still looked at another big tear, rolled down from He Wanru's eyes and fell straight to the ground. Please... don't say that about my daughter..." and whispered like a whisper.

Li Jialan seemed to be suddenly stimulated by some kind of stimulation, her body trembled violently, and her face became bloodless and pale. There were some shocking looks and like, but they quickly turned their heads. Go out." Li Jialan said this coldly with her back to Wanru. Her voice was very low, as if she was trying to cover up some danger and could betray her emotions from her voice.

"Yes, Miss II." He agreed in a low voice and went out.

Li Jialan wanted to turn around and look at her back, but her head was so heavy that she seemed unable to do it even if she moved slightly. There is something moist in her eyes, which makes her black eyes shine like water waves...

Look up at the sky, and tears will not fall...

Li Jialan raised her head and tried to compete with gravity to prevent something fragile from being defeated by the power of gravity and falling to the ground.