Once Ma Gong left the vanity van, the obedient smile playing on Song Lan's lips fell and her eyes that were soft as a harmless child turned vicious. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and her urge to smash it into pieces strengthened, even more, if she could she would have smashed everything in this van but she had an image to keep and she couldn't just do whatever she wanted so she could do nothing but to suppress her anger.
The more Song Lan looked at her reflection the angrier she got but she couldn't stay angry for a long time in the end after a short while, her anger turned into regret, if she knew that something like this would happen in case Song Yan recovered from her accident she would have made sure to kill her in the hospital! There were so many chances to take care of that woman and yet she complacently let go of every single one of those.
She has been trying to snatch the luck of others but no matter how many times she sucked the luck of the people she would end up using it all. What was even more, no same person was born with as good luck as Song Yan, if they were rich they weren't beautiful and if they were beautiful then they didn't have the luck to be rich. The perfect fate, that she wanted didn't exist anywhere except Song Yan!
Other than Song Yan she only knew Fu Rong whose luck was good in every aspect. But after what happened at the bar, Fu Rong seemed to have started doubting her, no matter how many times she invited Fu Rong to visit her, the latter always turned her down with one excuse or another. If this goes on then she will have nothing left in her hands!
Just as she was worrying about what she was going to do in the future, her phone started to ring, though Song Lan was in no mood to talk with anyone, she picked up the call when she saw that it was her mother who called her. " What is it? I am busy."
Because her mood was sour, her words came out more harshly than she intended. But after listening to what her mother said, she immediately packed her bags and left the vanity van after cleaning herself up.
Song Yan was discussing the scene with Wang Yufan when she noticed Song Lan rushing out of her vanity van in a great hurry, she arched a brow as she looked at her hurried pace and then quietly summoned Fang Yanli. " Go and see what she is up to."
Now that she has snatched the leftover luck from Song Lan, she will definitely try something else.
"Got it."
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" Master you are finally here, you have no idea how many things happened when you were gone." Chu Lian respectfully looked at the elderly warlock sitting on the couch as she offered him tea and sweet cakes. " I and Lan'er have been waiting for you for quite some time if you hadn't arrived today… I am afraid we would have gone to look for you."
As she carefully thought about the people whose luck she has borrowed Song Lan realised that the only one whose luck was good enough was none other than Song Yan! She could not touch Fu Rong but at least she could get her hands on Song Yan.
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