I don’t know how long it took, but Linwanwan started to doze off in the car, and the car finally stopped.
They came to the outskirts, where a Western-style building stood on a grassy field, surrounded by a white fence covered with cold-resistant green plants.
Lu Zhanbei held her hand and walked into the foreign-style building, opened the door, and the warm air rushing towards her made her exhale.
“It’s so warm…”
She was about to go to the sofa to warm up for a while, but Lu Zhanbei refused to let her go and dragged her upstairs and stopped at the door of a room.
Before opening the door, he kindly reminded, "Don't get too excited later."
Lin Wanwan's face was horrified, "Lu Zhanbei, do you want to propose?"
"In your dreams."
“…”
Shit, this guy is so incompetent that he won't love you anymore once you catch him, hehe, man!
Lin Wanwan cursed while watching Lu Zhanbei open the door.
I saw a woman wearing a light-colored cheongsam sitting at the table with her back to the door.
There was a thick stack of drawings in front of her. The lady opposite her was blond and blue-eyed, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, and was stroking a finely crafted dress.
"Madam, I really like this skirt. Just sell it to me. I'm willing to pay double the price!" the blonde lady pleaded.
The woman shook her head slightly and spoke fluent English, "Sorry, I made this for my daughter. I won't sell it for any money."
When the soft female voice entered his ears, Lin Wanwan suddenly shook his body and was unable to move.
This sound is...
"Mom?" She called tentatively.
Yu Yun suddenly turned around, saw her daughter wrapped like a bear outside the door, and waved with red eyes.
"Baby, come here."
Lin Wanwan threw herself into Yu Yun's arms without hesitation, locking her arms tightly around her waist.
The warm breath reminded her that this was not a dream, but her mood was still difficult to calm down.
"Mom, what's going on? Are you... dead? Why are you here?"
Yu Yun squeezed her hand and said, "I'll explain to you later. Let mom finish her work first."
"...Okay." Lin Wanwan obediently stepped aside, his eyes firmly fixed on her.
Yu Yun took out another dress and said, "Madam, I cut and made this dress myself. I think you will like it."
The lady looked at it for a while, nodded with satisfaction, paid the money, and left knowingly that Yu Yun was busy.
Lin Wanwan finally calmed down and once again asked her doubts.
Yu Yun lamented, "I really thought I wouldn't survive that day. When I woke up, I found myself in a hospital in Washington. I had to recuperate for more than two months before I came here, thanks to Zhanbei."
Lin Wanwan suddenly realized and hugged her again, with tears in his eyes, "It's great, you are still alive..."
"Well, I'm finally free."
Yu Yun persisted in her youthful dream and became a fashion designer. She worked hard every day, drank tea and planted flowers in her free time, and occasionally went shopping and traveling.
This kind of ordinary life, which is within reach for ordinary people, was something she had never dared to imagine.
Lin Wanwan was sincerely happy for her. After suffering for most of her life, she finally came to an end.
Mother and daughter chatted for a long time before finally remembering that there was a third person in the room.
Yu Yun looked at Lu Zhanbei, who had been standing at the door, almost turning into a statue, and said apologetically, "Zhanbei, blame me for being too excited."