Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Chen looked up at the ceiling and said quietly, "I had a dream."

She covered her head with a cold sweat on her forehead: "Very real dream."

Lan Yu's eyes were cold: "Your dream, you don't need to tell me."

After speaking, he opened the quilt and walked into the bathroom, the door slammed loudly.

But Qin Chen was still lying there, holding his head.

It hurts, it hurts, like something is coming out of the cocoon, and the headache is splitting.

Whenever she tried to remember the lost memory, her head hurt.

So later she didn't think about it, but the dream last night was so real and affected some part of her memory.

It seems that apart from Rong Lei, she also thought of something else.

Those pieces, that man...

The man lying motionless in bed, who is that man.

But in the dream, she wanted to approach, but she seemed to be frozen, and could never approach...

Qin Chen was full of sweat, she closed her eyes and curled up together.

This is why she gave up looking for the past, because it hurts too much.

When Lan Yu came out, Qin Chen had already returned to normal.

She whispered: "There is no my clothes here, I don't want to wear your clothes to go out."

Lan Yu stood and looked at her for a while, and said calmly: "I'll be sent by someone in a while."

After a pause, he said, "What brand do you like to wear."

Qin Chen said a few brands, and Lan Yu called An Ran to handle it...

After he called, Qin Chen went to take a shower, and Lan Yu made breakfast when she came out.

He was the same as before, and did not take care of her because of her bad words last night, but Qin Chen could feel his coldness.

But she didn't care.

He is at his best, cold and cold!

After eating breakfast silently, the managers of several brands over there came one after another, bringing over the new products of the season, a whole row and a whole row, not to mention one quarter, even three years.

Qin Chen frowned and looked at Lan Yu: "It's too extravagant! ’

Lan Yu answered naturally, "You used to be more extravagant than this."

Although these brands she reported are international first-line, they are not extravagant.

Qin Chen covered his face: "Is there?"

Lan Yu glanced at her and said nothing else.

After Qin Chen finished eating, she went upstairs and changed her clothes. She dressed very simply, a gray T with a tulle dress underneath, and a pair of long legs that seemed like shadows, very attractive.

Lan Yu only glanced, frowned: "Go and change it."

Qin Chen glanced at him, "This scale is not big."

Lan Yu's thin lips tightened, and he didn't say anything, first went outside and got into the car.

Qin Chen carried his bag and sat in his passenger seat.

Lan Yu stretched out his hand to wipe the rearview mirror and started the car.

When the car drove out of the villa area, the two remained silent.

Qin Chen still spoke: "Lan Yu, are you going to keep fighting like this with me? I remember we were going to see my father."

"He is not important." Lan Yu's voice was slightly cold, and he didn't mean to pay attention to her.

Qin Chen had felt his fiery heat, and at this time he was so indifferent, but he was not disappointed, just that he was fine.

She stopped speaking, and sat quietly.

About half an hour later, the car drove into a quiet residential area, where Father Lan lived.

The black sports car slowly stopped before Qin Chen opened the door, and a small thing flew over and plunged into her arms: "Mom."