Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

In City B, Lan Yu held his mobile phone and his expression slowly condensed.

The phone slid down slowly, and finally squeezed tightly. Everything in her mind was what she said, all she said she loved Rong Lei.

how is this possible!

impossible.

These days, she put on women's clothing for him, gave him long hair, and became so soft for him, but she said that she still loves Rong Lei.

He doesn't believe it.

Lan Yu walked out, and when he arrived at the secretary's room, he said in a cold voice, "Prepare a special plane to France for me."

The little secretary was stunned for a moment, and then immediately took the phone to contact.

When Lan Yu drove to the airport, his cell phone rang.

He picked it up, then his eyes fell...

His mother fainted and was taken to the hospital.

Lan Yu's car stopped, his eyes looked upwards, watching the planes taking off, there was pain in his black eyes.

The fingers suddenly squeezed the steering wheel.

His father's voice sounded over there, "Lan Yu, your mother is afraid that it will not work... You come back soon."

Lan Yu closed his eyes and said calmly, "I know, I'll be there soon."

He put down the phone, disillusionment in his eyes.

He sat up straight and started the car...

When he appeared in the hospital an hour later, the blue mother had already passed away.

Lan Yu walked in quietly and looked at Bai Susu’s ward, where the blue mother was lying, covered with a layer.

White cloth.

Father Lan looked at him and wiped his tears: "Lan Yu."

Lan Yu looked at his mother quietly, lying down peacefully.

"Did she go?" he asked softly, stretching out his trembling hand and uncovering the white cloth.

Suddenly, his eyes were a little hot, and his knees slowly fell to his knees...

The blue mother left suddenly, and the most advanced medical technology could not be used to find out what was going on. In the end, the dean had to comfort him and said, "Probably because of heart palpitations leaving, Mr. Lan, mourning."

Lan Yu stood, never moving...

Three days later, when Mother Blue's funeral was done, Father Lan called him into his bedroom.

He took out a box, placed it in Lan Yu's hand, and said softly: "This is your mother's thing. A few days before she left, she kept thinking about giving it to Qin Chen."

As Father Lan said, he took a long breath and wiped his old tears before continuing to speak: "Although she is no longer there, I know that you are going to find Qin Chen, so you can take this, it's your mother's visit. Thoughts before leaving."

Lan Yu tightened his lips and opened the box.

Inside it was a set of aquamarine suits. He could tell that it was his mother's favorite set of jewelry, and he was going to show it to Qin Chen as a meeting gift.

His eyes were a little sour, and he clenched the box tightly and he choked up, "Thank you Dad."

Father Lan patted him on the shoulder, said nothing, and sighed, "Go."

...

Lan Yu arrived in France two days later.

The weather in France is much cooler than city B...

He dialed Qin Chen.

Qin Chen met him in a villa like an ancient castle. He said it was a villa, rather than a private manor. It took ten minutes to drive in.

The car stopped, and the front was red and white, like a villa like a castle in a fairy tale.

Lan Yu got out of the car and was greeted by people from below, and finally saw Qin Chen in a back garden.

Qin Chen was sitting at the exquisite table and chairs drinking afternoon tea, and he had put on a suit of men's clothing again, with a familiar and unfamiliar taste.

The servant next to Lan Yu whispered: "Madam, Mr. Lan is here."