Not long after, the venue fell into silence a little bit, and then a figure walked onto the high platform covered by the red carpet, without using a microphone but breathing steadily, the syllables hit the wall, and then swayed in all directions.
Jiang Lan translated to Lu Xian in a low voice: "It's just some opening remarks, welcome everyone to come and so on."
Lu Xian nodded.
The man on the high platform gradually became more and more intense, and his voice was raised a few degrees. He opened his arms and shouted something, and everyone on the scene cheered and applauded enthusiastically.
Lu Xian was still waiting for Jiang Lan to translate, and suddenly his eyes widened.
As the man stepped off the stage, a group of people followed, in groups of two. Those who walked in front were all blindfolded with black cloth and wrapped in white and transparent cloth. They could see the skin underneath when they moved. There were not only Omega, Alpha, and Beta. They were all without exception. They wore black collars around their necks, and the ropes were tightly held by the waiters in tuxedos behind them.
"The taste is really strong." Jiang Lan said lightly.
Seeing someone raise their hands, Lu Xian couldn't help asking: "This is..."
"That person fell in love with the third Beta, but someone else also fell in love, so he made a bid."
Lu Xian fell silent, he didn't quite understand these so-called aristocrats' ways of enjoying themselves, and the dark red color of the hall seemed to be a long-standing joke and sarcasm, paired with the row of looming young bodies on the stage, it gave people an absurd visual impact.
"Brother, do you think they are all voluntary?"
"I heard Haoyuan said before that it was not all voluntary, but those who owed debts and could not repay, made big mistakes in the process of serving these nobles as servants, and wanted to avoid going to jail, many of them would accept such an arrangement. Of course, there are prerequisites."
Good looks.
There are also voluntary ones, after all, there are all kinds of rich people on this occasion.
"Don't look." Jiang Lan pressed Lu Xian's head into his arms, "It's a mess."
After the young people on the stage were selected, elegant and rhythmic piano music sounded in the hall, and many people danced to it, obviously entering a new stage.
At this moment, two bodyguards in black wearing owl masks stepped forward, and one of them said something, and Jiang Lan nodded seriously.
Jiang Lan held Lu Xian: "Let's go up."
The second floor was a circular corridor surrounding the entire circle of the hall below, and they finally stopped in front of a huge double-opening mahogany door.
The door was pushed open, and the bodyguard at the door was chattering, and Jiang Lan's face suddenly changed.
Sensing that the other party's gaze had fallen on him, Lu Xian gently squeezed Jiang Lan's hand, his mind, which had gradually slowed down since pregnancy, was rarely sharpened, "Are you not letting me in?"
Jiang Lan: "There's nothing to talk about, let's go back."
"Don't." Lu Xian said: "It's understandable to have concerns, and besides, isn't it just to see what Dad left behind?"
Jiang Shumian's death is a dark cloud that hangs over Jiang Lan's heart, and Lu Xian is also concerned about it, "Besides, I'm not used to the room where a bunch of Alphas are, so I'll wait for you outside."
Jiang Lan took a deep breath, he didn't like to leave Lu Xian outside alone, but suddenly remembered the words Jiang Shumian left on the frosted paper: He is indeed my son.
"Then wait for me for five minutes."
"Okay." Lu Xian nodded.
Jiang Lan said something to the bodyguard in C language, the bodyguard nodded immediately, made a gesture of invitation to Lu Xian, and signaled him to go to the next room.
Lu Xian followed, turned around and gave Jiang Lan a comforting smile.
Jiang Lan and Lu Xian's figure disappeared, the smile on his face dissipated and was covered with ice.
They really didn't want Lu Xian to go in, but the original words were "Omegas have never set foot in this house, and their weak temperament will affect the prosperity of the manor." The arrogance and ignorance between the lines made Jiang Lan very disgusted.
Jiang Landuo endured them all for Jiang Shumian for a minute.
The decoration inside the room was even worse than the outside, with more gilt-tone decorative lines, so that the middle-aged man sitting in the middle smoking a cigar looked like a framed picture.
The man was about fifty years old, wearing a silver suit, leaning on a tall mahogany chair, with silver-white hair. I don't know if he was born like this or caused it later. His face is still youthful. He is an Alpha after all. He obviously doesn't have a particularly attractive aura, but it makes people unconsciously raise their vigilance. His danger is almost naturally blended into the air, and he even looks very kind when he smiles.
But people who can control an aristocratic group are by no means ordinary.
Jiang Lan looked at him calmly.
"You can call me Huo Qing. When I took my Chinese name, Qing was chosen by your father." The man's Chinese is very standard, and there is nostalgia in his tone.
When Jiang Lan saw him for the first time, he couldn't feel any emotional fluctuations after hearing the words, and thinking of his father's style of always doing the opposite, he immediately felt that "Qing" was very reminding and ironic.
"Mr. Huo." Jiang Lan nodded.
Huo Qing's eyes were not obvious, but with a kind of penetrability. He looked at Jiang Lan and said in a deep voice: "You are very similar to your father."
Jiang Lan: "Thank you."
Jiang Shumian was once the object that all Alphas looked up to.
This is Jiang Shumian's son... Huo Qing remained calm, but the hands that kept rubbing his knees still gave away a little bit of his mood. Before leaving, Jiang Shumian said very confidently, "My son will come."
After waiting for so many years, Huo Qing secretly made fun of Jiang Shumian. After all, how old was Jiang Shumian's son at that time? But when Jiang Lan stood in front of him, he seemed to have expected today.
Jiang Shumian was envied for being alive, and envied for having a son.
From entering the room to now, it was a few minutes of suffering for others, Jiang Lan remained calm, and Huo Qing couldn't help but think of his family...
Huo Qing swallowed the bitterness in his throat, and said to Jiang Lan, "Your father asked me to keep something."
Jiang Lan: "Thank you for your hard work."
Huo Qing asked someone to bring the box that had been prepared.
"This box has been locked by your father, and no one has opened it, including me." Huo Qing smiled, "Every heir of the Thatcherin family is a 'robber', because only in this way can the inheritance left by the ancestors be kept, but..." He patted the box, "This is the only time in my life that I kept my promise."
To be honest, Jiang Lan didn't believe a word of it. He could only be sure when he opened the box and looked at the contents.
But Jiang Lan's face was watertight, and he bowed slightly, "Thank you very much."
"Of course, your father left you a part of the property..."
"I don't want it, even if it's my repayment to you." Jiang Lan was indifferent. He ignored Huo Qing's slightly surprised eyes, and he was thinking of pretending. Jiang Shumian probably knew Huo Qing's sex. By friendship? Stop making trouble, robbers have no bottom line, Jiang Lan touched the thread that Jiang Shumian had buried since he came in, Jiang Shumian had already guessed this so-called property, Huo Qing would not return it.
Huo Qing pressed forward, and the shrewdness in his pupils formed a sharp horizontal line: "Are you serious?"
Jiang Lan: "Of course."
"good......"
At the same moment, Lu Xian, who was drinking fruit juice, heard the door opening. He thought it was Jiang Lan, but it was a strange face who opened the door.
With blond hair and a chain hanging around his neck, he is dressed in a motorcycle style. He looks good, but because of his greasy and naughty temperament, it is greatly compromised.
Immediately, a bodyguard stepped forward, anxious to say something to him, but the man stared straight at Lu Xian, and pushed the bodyguard away impatiently.
After the bodyguard yelled something loudly, the man became a little more sober, and fear flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, Jiang Lan and Huo Qing came out from the next room.
Huo Qing's every sentence is full of temptation, "I didn't expect you to get married at such a young age, otherwise I would like to bring you another experience of excitement and happiness."
Jiang Lan had heard that country C was having fun, and he just smiled when he heard this.
Huo Qing knew in his heart that he was as dead-headed as Jiang Shumian.
It stands to reason that Huo Qing is at this age and is used to storms. He usually doesn't bother to say a word to his children, and he shouldn't be interested in Jiang Lan's private life, but he just said it. It's like the energy he used to fight against Jiang Shumian when he was young and frivolous. If he can't pull him down, he just wants to pull his son down to prove something.
To have this kind of obsession, one can imagine what Jiang Shumian must have done, which left a deep shadow on him.
Then, Huo Qing saw Jiang Lan's complexion change.
Seeing his second son's disgusting blond hair goodbye, Huo Qing had a bad feeling in his heart.
Jiang Lan was not polite at all, grabbed the golden retriever by the back collar, dragged him out, and asked coldly in C language: "Who told you to come into this room?"
The Golden Retriever was rarely treated like this, and he was very manic at first, but a pair of Shangjiang Lansen's cold eyes gave him a chill for no reason, and he was suppressed.
But the golden retriever was not reconciled, and wanted to say something, but was scolded by Huo Qing in a deep voice.
It could be seen that although Jin Mao was lawless outside, he was quite afraid of his father, so he immediately gritted his teeth and stood back beside Huo Qing.
Cowardly, Lu Xian thought to himself.
At this time, Huo Qing didn't feel that Jiang Lan would show him face in his territory without any accidents, so he spoke in a very flat tone, "Sorry, my son doesn't understand etiquette."
Jin Mao couldn't understand Chinese, but he heard a kind of disapproval from his father's words, and immediately floated up again, thinking that Jiang Lan was not such an important guest.
Jiang Lan stuffed the box Jiang Shumian left behind to Lu Xian, then raised his hand to tie the scarf on him, ignored Huo Qing, but whispered, "Let's go back."
"Okay." Lu Xian knew that Jiang Lan was already a little angry.
He was unresponsive and didn't smell the pheromone of the golden-haired Alpha, so he didn't know what the other party meant, but it should smell bad, which made Jiang Lan's face look sour.
Jiang Lan grabbed Lu Xian's shoulders and came out, nodding at the same time as Huo Qing as farewell, but just after turning around and taking two steps, Jin Mao was not happy. Others nodded and bowed when they saw his father, what does this mean?
But he likes to ridicule, so he whistled and said something in C language: "I like his camellia fragrance very much."
For a normal Alpha, this is considered very provocative.
Huo Qing's eyebrows twitched, the old Jianghu's perception of danger is always more sensitive.
But it didn't work.
Jiang Lan turned his head suddenly, and the thorns stretched out from behind him like petals that exploded. The speed was so fast that several bodyguards present had no time to react. The terrifying pheromones seemed to have a freezing effect. Even Huo Qing just slightly widened his eyes and couldn't move.
"It's useless for you to envy my father." Jiang Lan's words made Huo Qing unable to move. He still tactfully used the word "envy". Huo Qing thought that the hidden clothes were perfect, but he didn't want Jiang Lan to see everything. "Take time to educate your son."
Huo Qing looked at the whites of the second child's upturned eyes, the A-level Alpha was helpless in front of Jiang Lanyang, and it was even the first time he had seen such a fierce pheromone entity. If it were someone else, Huo Qing could have someone shoot him like a sieve, but Jiang Lan might be able to turn the manor upside down.
He couldn't help it, so he replied: "Okay, let go first!"
The author has something to say:
Lu Xian: Dad Baonan
Golden Retriever: .........
The golden retriever is either a bad guy, or he owes it to Xixi.
I lost my sense of smell and taste today, hehehe...I TM...