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In the early morning, the scent of spring fills the courtyard and the fragrance of flowers fills the people.

Shortly after Su Qingran had breakfast, Zhao Zhong accompanied him to Su Mansion.

And Murong Che took Bailihe to Dali Temple early in the morning.

As soon as he got on the carriage, Su Qingran began to take a nap and slept all the way to Su Mansion.

After getting off the car, I looked at the two gold-plated characters on the plaque in front of me, and focused slightly.

After more than half a month of separation, Su Qingran felt mixed feelings when she returned here again.

This place is very familiar to her, but it is the memory of the original owner and does not belong to her.

She was only unfamiliar with the Su Mansion and had no feelings for her.

As soon as they arrived, the butler Lin of the Su Mansion came over warmly and was about to bow and say hello, but his eyes fell on Su Qingran's face and he was stunned.

He stared at Su Qingran without blinking, as if he wanted to find something, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "This, how is this possible..."

Why is this young master Han so similar to the third lady in their family who matched King Han with a ghost marriage?

"Butler Lin." Seeing that he had been staring at Su Qingran, Zhao Zhong couldn't help but cough and reminded him.

Butler Lin suddenly came to his senses and said a little embarrassedly: "I guess this is Mr. Han."

Su Qingran nodded with a cold expression.

"I looked at Mr. Han like an old friend, so I took a few more glances, so please don't blame me."

"No." Su Qingran deliberately bolded his voice.

"Young Master Han, Butler Zhao, please come here. Our wife is already waiting in the flower hall." Butler Lin immediately invited Su Qingran into the mansion with great sincerity.

He lifted his clothes and walked with his hands behind his back.

Su Qingran walked into the Su Mansion like Murong Che's usual aloofness, with a stern aura.

After walking through the garden courtyard, walking through the hand-paper veranda, we arrived at the flower hall.

Although he followed Butler Lin, Su Qingran knew about this road.

Every flower and grass here is in her memory.

In the hall, Lin Shizheng sat gracefully on the main seat, and there was no trace of time on his well-maintained face.

Although she has given birth to two daughters, she still has the same figure and charm.

Especially the dark eyebrows that flew into the temples were seventy-seven-pointed and three-meaning.

In Su Qingran's memory, this Lin family has always been scheming and cruel and domineering, especially the original owner is not allowed.

If it weren't for the favor of the general's father, the original owner would have died in Lin's hands for many times.

At this time, as soon as she entered the flower hall, Lin raised her beautiful eyes and looked at her.

His eyes flowed, and he looked at it.

Although surprised, there was not much surprise. It was obvious that Su Qingyun had already told her about her appearance in advance.

"Madam Su." Su Qingran nodded slightly.

"Young Master Han is here, please sit down." Lin smiled and told the servants to go and make tea.

She looked at it without a trace, thinking to herself, are there really people born so similar in this world?

"Mr. Han, a few days ago, the little girl followed Princess Xiangxiang to visit the lake, but an accident happened. Thanks to Mr. Han's cleverness, he saved the little girl."

"Mrs. Su, you have to be polite. The chief who saved Ling Qianjin was the prince."

"It's a pity that the prince has something to do today, so I can't come over to let my Su family thank you in person. However, thank you Mr. Han, the same is true." Lin smiled versatilely.

While he was talking, a woman brought a teacup into the flower hall.

"Go and pour tea for Mr. Han." Lin glanced at him and ordered.

"Yes, madam." The woman took the teacup, poured the tea, and sent it to Su Qingran.
Chapter completed!