Chapter 1171 Happy Chinese New Year

She was so scared that she kicked Leng Yan away!

Leng Yan, "..."

Hold!

I'm still not your boss!

One calls to warn you not to arrange announcements during the Chinese New Year, and the other kicks people when they meet. You husband and wife are really good.

Leng Yan held his breath, it was not easy for him to cultivate a super star.

After spending so many resources, the result is an ancestor!

What a great opportunity to make money during Chinese New Year, you fucking want a month off, money, it's all money.

How much money did Xia Weibao lose for a month's vacation?

But thinking of Lu Hualiang's promise, Leng Yan felt that it was not a loss.

So he went to Xia Shi very generously, and put all Xia Weibao's announcements in the first place, and those who couldn't be arranged were withdrawn.

Anyway, he does not need to pay liquidated damages.

It's just that once the filming of Xu Jiayang's "The Empress" stops, it will really cost money.

Leng Yan felt that he should find Lu Group to invest more.

Whoever's proprietress burned the money, whoever gave it.

A month's holiday fell from the sky, and the empress cheered.

The news of Yan Weiyang's death had been hotly discussed on the Internet for several days, and it gradually subsided until the New Year approached.

The joy of the new year dilutes everything.

Not many people still remember Yan Weiyang.

Lake District.

There are lights and festoons in the Lu Garden, which is very lively.

Although Lu Hualiang said that he would go to Zhong's old house for the New Year, Uncle Fu still hung up red lanterns in the Lu Garden, making it very festive.

In contrast, the presidential palace next door is in a downturn.

This is estimated to be the most deserted and miserable year for the presidential palace.

In the past, red lanterns and red ribbons were hung, but this year they were hung with white lanterns and white cloth.

Yan Yuexian was sitting on the balcony of her room, from which she could see Lu Garden next door.

There was a festive red there.

She was in a daze, no matter how dissatisfied she was with Yan Weiyang, she would die like a lamp going out, and they all dispersed.

Now I just feel sad and depressed.

The door was unlocked, and there were footsteps behind her.

Turning her head, she saw Yan Fei standing behind her.

Yan Fei has also lost a lot recently.

Yan Weiyang's death dealt a great blow to the Yan family.

"Yuexian, what are you looking at?"

Yan Yuexian pursed her lips and looked in Lu Yuan's direction.

There, Xia Weibao was climbing on the ladder, with lanterns hanging high, surrounded by a group of servants, all of them raised their heads as if they were facing an enemy, for fear that she would fall.

Lu Hualiang was dressed in beige home clothes, standing aside and looking at him tenderly.

The laughter continued.

Lu Yuan, it's so lively.

Looking at the presidential palace, there was a lifeless depression.

It seemed that the sky was covered with a dark cloud.

Yan Fei walked over and hugged Yan Yuexian in his arms, "It will all pass."

"Brother, how is Auntie?"

Yan Fei sighed, "It's still the same, uncle is dead, and now Wei Young is also dead, aunt is a big blow."

Bedridden all day.

Yan Yuexian wanted to cry.

Since the bloodbath more than ten years ago, the Yan family has never been so depressed.

Looking at Lu Yuan's side again, she couldn't figure it out. There were obviously fewer people in Lu Yuan than the presidential palace.

Xia Weibao and Lu Hualiang were the only masters, and the others were servants, but they were always so lively.

There are four owners in the presidential palace, and there are no fewer servants than Lu Yuan, so why is there no such vigor?

Even hanging a lantern, I feel so happy there.

Yan Yuexian didn't watch anymore, she wouldn't admit that she was jealous.

After Xia Weibao hung up the lantern, he jumped down from the ladder, which frightened the servants below.