Ou Lan carefully looked over Zhan Fengdi, quite liking such attire—crisp and smart.
But it seemed that Zhan Fengdi wasn't very friendly towards her.
Upon entering the living room, Zhan Fengdi's gaze briefly swept over her before she smiled and called out to Zhan Juncheng, "Dad."
As soon as Zhan Juncheng saw his youngest daughter, his face brightened considerably, "My baby girl is back. Come sit by daddy's side, let me have a good look at you."
Zhan Fengdi directly sat next to Zhan Juncheng, her position as the most favored daughter was evident for all to see.
Ou Lan clearly felt her hostility. Moxiao had told her that Zhan Fengdi was a very peculiar person. At thirty-one, she was still unmarried and had never been in a relationship.
As the eighth daughter of the Zhan Family and quite beautiful at that, there were lines of suitors from South City to North City. Yet she didn't fancy a single one of them and had no interest in dating.
