If, one day, she really ended her current life and married another man, what would he do
What should he do
He really doesn't seem to know what to do...
Can he get her back
he does not know…
The white mist in the dream made it impossible for him to see ahead clearly, and he could only feel a dull pain in his chest. It was the familiar dull pain of suffocation, and he couldn't breathe...
His face became pale in the slight trembling, his slender eyelashes moved a few times, all the warm sweat was dripping from his forehead and the palms of his clenched hands, he struggled a bit , exclaimed in shortness of breath, with a hint of forbearance in the hoarse voice—
"Liuyun... Liuyun..."
"Mr. Lan! Mr. Lan! Wake up! Wake up, Mr. Lan! You are having a nightmare!"
At this time, the assistant Ali's voice suddenly came from next to his ear, Lan Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, took a few breaths with some difficulty, looked around, and found that he was sleeping on his bed Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I was drenched in sweat at this moment.
"Boss Lan, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare? You keep calling Miss Dongfang by name, wipe it off, your complexion looks bad."
Ali looked at Lan Xiu's pale handsome face, but he became a little worried, and quickly handed him a hot towel.
Lan Xiu took a few deep breaths, and finally recovered. He took the hot towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After a while, he asked, "What time is it? Why are you here?"
He often forgets the time as soon as he falls asleep, so he is still in a trance state right now.
"Mr. Lan, you didn't sleep all night last night. You rushed to read the project materials handed over from City C. When you woke up in the morning, you just drank a little porridge. It's your birthday today, Miss Dongfang." I rushed back today, it is already afternoon, and I should still be on the plane now."
Ali said simply.
"It's been a day?"
Lan Xiu was in a daze for a moment, clearly remembering that he had just finished talking with Dongfang Liuyun on the phone.
"Yes, Mr. Lan, you always forget to sleep and eat when you work, and your body will be overwhelmed. I have asked the servant to cook some porridge for you in the kitchen. You can eat some."
Ali said with concern, while taking the towel that Lan Xiu handed back.
"Let's put it aside for now. I'll go up and take a shower. Arrange for a car and pick you up at the airport."
Lan Xiu simply pulled the clothes on his body and stood up slowly.
"Okay, Boss Lan, I'll let the servant prepare it now."
Ali responded.
Lan Xiu had already walked towards the bedroom inside.
"How about Fujiwarano? He should be in City Z by now, right?"
Lan Xiu suddenly remembered this matter, and immediately stopped, turned to look at Ali and asked.
"Not yet, Mr. Lan! I just wanted to report to you. When Mr. Fujiwara was rushing to the airport yesterday, there was a car accident and a slight scratch. Fortunately, nothing happened, but he was sent to the hospital for observation. It is estimated that he will need to recuperate for a while To recover, Boss Fujiwara has forced him to cancel the trip. I'm afraid he won't be able to come to City Z in a short time."
Ali quickly conveyed the news to Lan Xiu.
"A car accident? A minor scrape?"
Hearing the news, Lan Xiu paused for a moment, a faint light flashed quickly in his black eyes, and a faint smile flashed across his mouth, "This is interesting, this car accident will happen sooner rather than later." It didn't happen, but it happened when he, Fujiwarano, was coming here? It seems that many people may not hope that Fujiwarano will come here."
"Isn't that good? Mr. Lan, I'm afraid Miss Dongfang and you are not happy to see..."
"You surpassed Ali!"
Before Ali finished speaking, Lan Xiu frowned and interrupted Ali's words.
At this moment, Ali's face froze for a moment, and he quickly bowed his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Lan, I shouldn't talk too much, please punish me!"
Lan Xiu's eyes darkened for a moment, he closed his eyes, calmed down, and said unhappily, "Take care of yourself from now on. Just do what you should do well."
"Yes! Mr. Lan! I understand, sorry! I promise I won't do it again in the future!"
Ali didn't dare to take a breath, so he could only lower his head in response.
At this moment, Lan Xiu slowly opened his eyes, and without saying anything, he continued to walk forward.
Seeing the figure disappear at the door, Ali breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little shocked——
He has been with Lan Xiu for many years, and he knows Lan Xiu's temper clearly.
Boss Lan seldom gets angry, and almost never loses his temper, but if he really gets angry, before he gets angry, they will already be afraid of the sharp coldness emanating from him, just like just now.
Moreover, as a subordinate, Mr. Lan's feelings for Miss Dongfang can be clearly sensed. He just doesn't know the parties involved, so why can't he see clearly
From their point of view, their boss Lan and Miss Dongfang are very suitable, but there seems to be another Fujiwarano!
Mr. Lan probably doesn't like Mr. Fujiwara, but he was good friends with Mr. Fujiwara before, and I don't know what attitude they each have now. And now, Mr. Lan seems to be paying special attention to the matter between Mr. Fujiwara and Miss Dongfang. Could it be...
Without further thinking about it, Ali quickly went to ask the servant to prepare some food for Lan Xiu. By the time they were almost done with work, Lan Xiu had already changed into gray and black casual clothes and came out of the bedroom.
His shaggy black hair was still slightly damp, and wearing a dark casual suit on him made him look tall and straight, but his face was just a little pale.
"Boss Lan!"
Seeing Lan Xiu approaching, Ali quickly opened the chair for him, and Lan Xiu also sat down slowly.
"Mr. Lan, Dongfang Rou'er and Jin Sheng's engagement banquet will be on the 8th of this month. It seems that it will be in these few days. In the morning, Dongfang Ren's secretary personally sent the invitation. Do we want to attend in person?"
As Ali said, he handed a fiery red invitation to Lan Xiu.
Lan Xiu drank two mouthfuls of porridge, wiped his mouth with the napkin, then reached out to take the invitation card, opened it for a glance, and a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, "Such a big show?"
"We have never had much contact with the Dongfang Group. This time they sent this invitation to the door, most likely because they want to make friends with you, Mr. Lan. However, Miss Dongfang doesn't seem to like it very much..."
Before Ali could finish speaking, Lan Xiu had already raised his hand to stop him—