He touched Jiang Lan's forehead and looked at Pei Qingsheng in surprise, "Sir, she seems to have a fever."

Pei Qingsheng didn't react much: "Take her in."

"yes."

The driver held her in his arms and strode toward the villa. Pei Qingsheng dragged his injured leg and limped along.

She had a slight cold in the morning, and naturally developed a fever after being exposed to the rain at night.

Thirty-nine degrees five.

Jiang Lan slept in a hazy sleep, dreaming constantly. Most of his dreams were about Lu Jingchi, the young man in the white shirt.

I always hold her when I go out.

She dreamed that he took her to collect dolls, and he collected so many dolls that they filled a whole room.

It was supposed to be a sweet dream, but suddenly, Pei Qing's voice came out of those dolls, frightening Jiang Lan to wake up instantly.

She opened her eyes and saw Pei Qingsheng's enlarged face. She subconsciously clenched the quilt tightly, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Pei Qingsheng sat in front of the bed, holding her chin and smiling slightly.

"What did you dream about?"

Jiang Lan's eyes flickered. She looked away from Pei Qingsheng and sat up from the bed.

Pei Qing said in a leisurely voice: "You have been in coma for three days, but Lu Jingchi never asked about you once."

Jiang Lan lowered his head and ignored him.

She would no longer believe Pei Qingsheng's words. Even though it was true, she still checked WeChat on her phone as soon as possible.

Lu Jingchi has not added her back yet.

Pei Qing sighed, stood up, but sat next to her again, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

The moment she remembered the TV, she heard Lu Jingchi's name.

"Mr. Lu, what is your relationship with Miss Xia?"

Jiang Lan suddenly looked up and saw Lu Jingchi's figure suddenly appeared on the screen, standing with Xia Yan.

He was wearing a handmade custom-made suit with a smile on his face. Xia Yan was wearing exquisite makeup and a dress, standing next to him with the same smile on her face.

In front of the two people, there were many reporters surrounding them.

Reporters rushed to ask questions.

"Some people say that Mr. Lu is married. Is it with Miss Xia?"

"I heard that you and Miss Xia have been together for several years. Why haven't you made it public? Why don't you show your face in the photos you took with Miss Xia?"

The reporters asked very sharp questions, and Xia Yan's face became a little tense, but Lu Jingchi still maintained his indifferent smile.

The smile is gentle but without warmth.

After the reporters had finished asking all the questions, he lowered his head slightly, looked around, and lightly opened his thin lips: "So, what does this have to do with you?"

As soon as these words came out, the reporters present were stunned.

It seemed that he didn't expect such an answer.

One of the reporters said: "We are just asking normal questions. Isn't this the normal procedure for a press conference?"

"The normal procedure is to ask about other people's private lives?"

"Then you are really wronged to be reporters, why don't you become paparazzi?"

Xia Yan frowned slightly. Lu Jingchi agreed to accompany her to the press conference. She thought Lu Jingchi would publicly admit that she was his girlfriend.

I didn't expect him to be the troublemaker.

When the reporter saw that he was not getting enough, he pointed the finger at Xia Yan.

"Ms. Xia, are you and Mr. Lu a couple or a couple?"
Chapter completed!