Chapter 862
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
862 She canât possibly be alive
Lou Yuchengâs body trembled as if he was frozen in place.
He widened his eyes slightly and looked in disbelief at Lan Xiao, who was standing at the door and dressed up to attend the event.
His heart skipped a beat, and he took two steps forward.
âWuwuwuwu?â
Lan Xiao pursed her lips and gave him an elegant smile.
âLong time no see, brother Yucheng. I didnât expect you to be engaged to Muya when we meet again.â
Lou Yuchengâs heart slightly shrank.
âXiao nuo, Iâm Xiao nuo.â
However, he was interrupted by LAN Muya before he could finish his sentence.
LAN Muya turned to look at Lou Yucheng with a pale face.
She shouted.
âBrother Yu Cheng, are you mistaken? They were all hallucinating, and so were you. How could this woman be Lan Xiao? My sister is already dead. Her body was dragged into the mountains to be fed to the wolves. How could she have come back to life? No, this person canât be her. It must be a woman who looks like Lan Xiao.â
Lou Yucheng knew that this was bad. He subconsciously wanted to pull LAN Muya back and remind her not to lose her cool.
However, just as he raised his hand, LAN Muya had already turned around and walked toward Lan Xiao angrily.
LAN Muya raised her hand and was about to slap Lan Xiao.
âWhere did this Vixen come from, trying to be mysterious with my sisterâs appearance, are you looking for death? I advise you to leave quickly and stop disturbing my engagement party, or I wonât let you off.â
Lan Xiao didnât even raise his eyebrows. He only smiled coldly at her palm.
She raised her hand slightly and grabbed LAN Muyaâs wrist, blocking her slap.
âWhen can younger sisterâs temper change? Did this habit of slapping people come out of nowhere? If Iâm not Lan Xiao, Who am I?â
LAN Muya was so close to Lan Xiao that she could clearly see the sharp dark light in her eyes.
Her body could not help but tremble.
âYouâre ... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! How can you be Lan Xiao? Lan Xiao is dead, she wonât be coming back, Yingluo.â
How could a dead person be resurrected?
If she didnât, she wouldnât believe it. She couldnât believe that Lan Xiao wasnât dead.
Everything in front of her was fake. It was all her illusion.
LAN xingbo looked at LAN Muyaâs stubbornness and her unwillingness to face reality. It was really too laughable.
âLAN Muya, do you think you can pretend that nothing happened just because you refuse to face the truth? My sister didnât die. Are you very disappointed?â
âNo, no, no, youâre all lying. Youâre all provoking me on purpose. How can Lan Xiao not be dead? âI donât believe it! I donât believe Wanwan!â LAN Muya flung Lan Xiaoâs hand away fiercely, covered her ears, and took two steps back as she growled softly.
Lan Xiao took a handkerchief and wiped his palm. Even touching LAN Muya made her feel disgusted.
As she wiped, she said slowly, â little sister, you must take care of yourself. Donât go crazy from the shock.
LAN Muya kept shaking her head and chided in a low voice, â âDonât say anymore. Shut up, shut up. I donât want to see you again. I donât want to hear you, the woman who pretended to be my sister, speak again. Guards, come over quickly and throw this woman out!â
However, no matter how much LAN Muya shouted, the people around her looked at her with complicated feelings.
Her reaction clearly showed that she didnât like the fact that Lan Xiao wasnât dead.
It seemed like she had always been unwilling to face Lan Xiao, who had come back from the dead.
The more she resisted, the more people understood this.
Gradually, the gazes of the surrounding people began to change.
This second young miss of the LAN family was far from being as kind and gentle as she appeared to be.
LAN Muya shouted for a while, but no one came. She ran to Lou Yucheng helplessly, grabbed his arm, and begged in a low voice.
âBrother Yu Cheng, hurry up and chase this woman away. This woman is not Lan Xiao, not my sister. My sister is dead. She canât be alive, so she must be a fake. Hurry up and get her out of here. This woman is impersonating Lan Xiao to steal you and the LAN family. Donât be fooled by her Yingluo, donât believe her Yingluo!â
Lou Yucheng gritted his teeth and looked at LAN Muya, who was almost driven crazy by the stimulation.
He secretly cursed at the idiot.
His palm involuntarily squeezed LAN Muyaâs fingers.
LAN Muya, wake up, â he reminded her in a low voice. donât go on like this. Thatâs Lan Xiao, not someone else pretending to be him. Donât embarrass me like this, and donât be unwilling to face reality.â
LAN Muyaâs heart skipped a beat. She looked up at Lou Yucheng in confusion.
After a long time, her eyes turned red and she cried in a low voice, â âBrother Yu Cheng, you are hurting me.â
Lou Yucheng let go of her hand. He thought that LAN Muya had understood what he meant, so he also woke up.
Unexpectedly, LAN Muyaâs next sentence almost angered him to death.
âBrother Yucheng, donât be seduced by this skin just because you look like Lan Xiao. Iâm the only one who loves you the most and Iâm the only one whoâs willing to do anything for you. Donât be fooled by this b * tch, Yingluo!â
Lou Yucheng was so angry that his face turned ashen. He pursed his thin lips and did not say a word for a long time.
This idiot, this idiot, how could he be so stupid?
She usually looked like a smart person, but why was it that when she was facing Lan Xiao, she didnât even need to fight much and was completely not her match?
As for Lan Xiaoâs resurrection, Lou Yucheng only felt a little joy in his heart before he gradually suppressed it.
For the current situation, Lan Xiaoâs death was the best outcome.
However, with Lan Xiaoâs resurrection, everything had changed.
He had a faint feeling that things were about to leave his hands.
In particular, he saw the man standing behind Lan Xiao-Wen Muchu.
After not seeing him for about a month, Lou Yucheng felt that Wen Muchu had changed again.
He was even more calm and reserved than before. The light that flickered in his eyes was different from before.
He was confident that he could still deal with the Wen Muchu of the past.
The Wen Muchu of today felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he could not understand the other partyâs thoughts.
He was about to become the son-in-law of the LAN family and successfully take over the LAN group. However, these two people had suddenly appeared and completely messed up his plans.
Lou Yucheng clenched his fists and a dark look flashed across his eyes. He immediately grabbed LAN Muyaâs wrist and looked at her with a happy smile.
âYaya, are you so happy that you donât know what to do? Thatâs why he said all this nonsense? Take a good look at the person standing in front of you.â