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Chapter 162 Mrs.

The night sky was splashed with ink, and the second floor of the huge Washington DC building was lit up all night long. The man was sitting beside the bed, his breath mingling with the deep night, and his eyes focused on the face of the person who was breathing lightly.

It was like a movie playing in my mind, from the first sight of the skinny little civet cat to Chunshui Town, everything flashed by. The thin and strong girl's unsightly facial features in my memory gradually overlapped with that of the beautiful woman on the bed.

He remembered that she was afraid of him at first and didn't speak much. He remembered that she was abandoned by her mother and became seriously ill. He remembered that she was carefree when flying a kite in the grass. He remembered that she lay on his back and called him with a cry. elder brother……

He has been miserable since he was a child, and then he encountered such an accident.

That summer, Shen Ruting sent someone to kidnap him to the imperial capital. When he returned to Chunshui Town, he heard the news that Luo Yan was involved in the flood.

After so many years, he always thought about how helpless and scared the little girl who was extremely insecure at that time must have been guarding the house alone after he left, and how she later lost her footing and fell into the water. This became the most fragile scar in his heart.

However, he thought she had died when she was ten years old. After many years, she reentered his life with a different look.

No wonder she looked at him with that dark and complicated look when they first met. She recognized him at the first sight.

His mother repeatedly told her to take good care of Luo Yan, but he lost her early and didn't even recognize her after being in contact with her for so long.

She has never told her true identity. Is there a part of her disappointment in him?

She was so little at that time, how did she grow up all these years?

I remember last year, when we were taking her home in the car, she said that she had been alone for so many years. When she spoke, her expression was as calm as a lake, and she talked about it in an understatement.

Never weak, nor self-pitying.

The more he thought about it, his breathing became difficult. The ink in Qi Si's eyes was dark, and he looked at Luo Yan carefully. He felt as if someone had stuffed a lemon into his heart, sour and uneasy.

When dawn was about to break, the person on the bed turned over and frowned slightly.

Qi Si leaned over. He hadn't slept all night, and his voice was hoarse, "What's wrong?"

"water."

After being supported and fed with water, she smoothed her brows and fell asleep again.

After looking at it for a long time with his eyebrows furrowed, Qi Si had a thought in his mind and rubbed it slightly with his fingertips.

After a while, he seemed to have figured it out and got up and went downstairs.

When the car drove back to Jinghua Mansion, the sky was slightly bright and the servants in the mansion were already busy.

The two maids followed Qi Si upstairs. The woman sleeping on the big bed looked stunning, and they did not dare to look at her.

"Give her makeup." The man's voice was cold in the early morning.

The two of them helped Luo Yan up and finished her makeup on the bed. Qi Si went to the guest room in person to pick out the clothes he had bought for her before.

When I took her into the car, she was not very conscious.

Yesterday's drink was really strong.

Luo Yan felt like she was in a dream. The dream was intermittent. She was awake and confused for a while, and was pushed away all the time.

"Smile, woman." A strange but soft female voice reminded from the opposite side, and with a click, someone took a photo.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when Luo Yan woke up again. The hangover made her head dizzy, and her whole body was aching from sleeping for too long.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of her, she was confused for a long time.

The gray-based Nordic style bedroom is full of the ascetic style of single men. There is a cup of coffee and an unclosed book on the sofa area in the distance, indicating that someone was there not long ago.

He looked down at himself and saw that his clothes were brand new.

Luo Yan opened her lips and recognized that this was Qi Si's bedroom.

Someone turned the door lock and looked sideways. It was a neatly dressed young maid. When she saw her, the maid curled her lips and said, "Madam, are you awake?"

Luo Yan stared blankly as she took the white fungus porridge and put on the thin coat she handed over, "...Mrs.?"

"Sir's guess is correct. You woke up as soon as I came here." The maid smiled kindly, "Sir asked me to serve you a bowl of porridge first. He hasn't had lunch and is waiting for you."

A flash of silver flashed across his eyes, and after taking a closer look, Luo Yan paused.

When did she put the diamond ring on her ring finger?

She had only slept for one night, but it felt like she had missed 10 billion. Her mind was a little confused, "Where is Qi Si?"

"Sir is in the study."

"Hey, madam, have some porridge first - at least put on your shoes..."

Heading straight to Qi Si's study, the man at the desk looked up when he heard the noise. The figure beside the door was tall and slender, looking elegant and harmless.

He put down his pen and walked over, reaching out to the maid who was following Luo Yan, "Give it to me."

The maid handed him the soft wool slippers and then left.

Qi Si glanced at Luo Yan and said in a low voice, "Why are you running barefoot when you come together?"

She leaned over and squatted down, gently lifted one of her feet with her slender hands, and put the cotton mop on firmly.

Luo Yan lowered her eyes and watched the man in a straight suit put on her shoes. Luo Yan pursed her lips. He lifted one foot and was unable to stand still, so she subconsciously put her hand on his shoulder.

At the same time, she also saw the exact same ring on his left ring finger.

After putting on her shoes, the man stood up and looked at her, "Does your head hurt?"

Luo Yan just looked at him directly.

Qi Si whispered, "Huh?"

Looking away, she raised her lips and asked, "What's going on with this ring? Why did she call me Mrs.?"

The man did not answer in a hurry and sat in the sofa area. Luo Yan followed.

The next second, a hot red notebook was stuffed into her hand. She opened it and saw a stamped photo of the two of them, the date was today.

Luo Yan was speechless for a long time.

When I wake up, everything is so fantasy. Yesterday I was a single nobleman, and today I am a stamped Mrs. Qi.

Suddenly, she thought of the bouquet that fell in front of her at the banquet, and Ji Qingbai's joke, "Maybe you will get married next month."

Today is the first day of July...

Qing Bai's mouth may have been opened to the public.

It turns out that those bizarre scenes in the dream actually happened.

She looked at Qi Si and said in disbelief: "You took advantage of my unconsciousness to get me into your household registration?"

How did he do this?

If word spreads about the reputation of Mr. Si, do you still want it?

"Master Si, what does this mean?"

Qi Si remained calm, "I want to get married."

"Master Tangtang Si wants to take advantage of others' danger when he wants to get married. Are you in short supply of women?"

"lack."

Luo Yan: "..."

Thinking of something, she lifted her lips and said, "Marriage is not a child's play."

After a year, she could finally return this sentence to him!

The look on the man's face finally showed some flaws.

After a moment of silence, Qi Si looked seriously and said, "It's no joke, I want to marry you."


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