104 Thank you for loving me, I am very honored【seeking gold medal】
"You seem to be quite interested in her affairs. Tell me, do you really not know her?" Huangfu Weir stopped beating around the bush and asked directly.
The living room is quiet and luxurious, and the low-hanging chandelier illuminates the surrounding area.
The rain outside was getting lighter. Lan Feng placed the bottle of perfume on the glass table and raised his glass to Huangfu Will, "Okay, Will, if you have time to get jealous, you might as well think about how to coax her, or worry about it."
If someone takes her away, hide her well and protect her. I am not interested in her, but that doesn't mean others are not, so be careful!"
He was smiling all over his face, and what he said was partly joking and partly true.
Huangfu Weir was slightly startled, but quickly raised the corners of his sexy lips, "No, I'm only careful about you, the girl killer, but you're on my side, so I don't need to worry."
"Bang~" A crisp sound of crystal glass filled the air, gently piercing the air.
The two of them laughed and clinked glasses. They seemed to have something to say, but they didn't hurt their harmony at all.
Regardless of whether Lan Feng knows Yi An'an or not, since he has made it clear that he will not have any objections to Yi An'an, Huangfu Will won't worry about him anymore. After all, the three of them will never hurt each other's harmony because of women.
!
He was very satisfied with this kind of greeting. He turned around and said to the person who had been waiting beside him, "ej, tell An An to come down."
There was a rare embarrassment on EJ's serious and solemn face, "Well... Young Master, I just sent someone up to call you, but Miss Yi seems to be unwell and unable to get out of bed."
Huangfu Weir frowned, when did that woman become so delicate? Her body has always been better than that of ordinary women.
"Feng, look, how about..."
"Ah?" Lan Feng was distracted for some reason, and he smiled unnaturally after passing by, "No...it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..." He didn't look at Huangfu Weir, as if he was saying this to himself.
He lowered his head and placed the bottle of perfume on the glass table. His fluffy and slightly curly hair covered his eyes, and his face was covered in shadow.
"Then let me put the perfume here first. After she signs it, I will pick it up in two days."
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There was silence in the bedroom, with several servants standing beside the bed at a loss.
While Ian'an was staring at the rain outside the window in a daze, Huangfu Will walked in, stepping gracefully and heavily on the soft carpet without making any sound.
The servant bowed to him, but he didn't say anything. He took the bottle of perfume and looked at it in front of his eyes. On the delicate blue-purple bottle was the name of the perfume with a unique design——
Through the light in the room, the name of the perfume is the same as a group of letters on the outside of the thigh of the woman lying on her side on the bed.
She was not covered with a quilt, and her snow-white silk skirt almost blended into her skin tone, revealing her thighs lazily. There was a set of light red letters on the outside of her thighs, 'd-angel'!
This is not a tattoo, it looks like it was branded with something.
But it's not Huangfu Weir's masterpiece, it's Ian'an's original work.
Putting the perfume on the table, Huangfu Will leaned next to him and lit a cigarette and said, "If you don't eat, are you seeking death? Do you remember what I told you yesterday?"
The person on the bed didn't respond.
"Do you want to inject nutritional fluid more than eating?"
The person on the bed didn't speak, but his body moved.
Huangfu Weir sneered disdainfully, wondering what she was thinking.
He blew out a puff of smoke handsomely, "You really can't get up?"
"..." Ian'an, who was carrying him, had no expression on his face.
"Lan Feng came just now."
Ian'an's eyelashes trembled.
"It's just that someone stayed in bed and missed the opportunity. He took a business call and left just now."
Yi An'an's eyes suddenly opened, and after a few seconds of silence, she suddenly turned over and got out of bed, picked up a piece of clothing and put it on, then plucked her hair, and hurriedly ran out...
Her panicked figure passed by Huangfu Weir without even glancing at him.
Huangfu Weir stood tall and tall, his lips twitching sarcastically. He felt unwell and couldn't get out of bed? Humph, isn't this very bad?
The rain gradually became lighter, but the sky remained dark.
Lan Feng left the villa. He was tall, and his bodyguard held an umbrella for him and walked to the car outside.
The ground under his feet was covered with flowers that had been knocked down by the rain in the courtyard. He lowered his head slightly, with an elegant and handsome side face and a gentle temperament. Everywhere he went was painted...
However, the usual smiling voice is no longer there, and his eyebrows are melancholy.
"Brother Lan!"
Just as the car door opened, urgent shouts came from behind.
Lan Feng was startled for a moment, then turned around and saw Ian An running out of the villa in bare feet, braving the rain and running out in front of him, looking at him with trembling eyes, "..."
Her gray lips moved, but she couldn't say anything for a long time, she just looked at him anxiously.
She casually put on a long knitted sweater, just above her hips. Her long, snow-white legs were exposed and trembling slightly in the air. The ground was cold and wet under her feet.
The drizzle is pattering, sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, like the three thousand blue hairs of a beauty, entangled and resentful, soaking the ground with lovesickness, and shedding tears all over the world!
Lan Feng looked away from her embarrassed body and forced a smile, "An An, you shouldn't run out like this, Will will be worried."
"Don't mention him to me." As soon as she spoke, her eyes began to heat up, "Are you here to see me?"
"..."
"Are you worried about me?"
"..."
"I tell you, I'm not doing well, will you take me away?"
On Lan Feng's flat shirt collar, his Adam's apple slipped.
But his voice was as calm as ever, "An'an... I told you that I am not the person you know."
Looking at this familiar voice, Ian's eyes became redder and redder.
She bit her lip, her breath trembled, and she looked at him as if she had made up her mind, "Even if it's not...if I say that I still like you, can you take me away? I don't want to be with him."
There was silence for a long time on the handsome face like blue maple and white jade. After looking at her for a long time, the smile on his face became stiffer and stiffer, and finally disappeared.
The cold wind blew on Ian'an's body, and the wide neckline of her knitted sweater slanted down one shoulder, revealing the belt of the nightgown underneath, and... the hickeys of old and new ones stacked together.
These marks were printed on her snow-white skin and were so eye-catching.
He took the umbrella from the bodyguard. After the people around him retreated, he said softly like a negotiation, "Go back first. You don't have any shoes on. Don't make yourself sick."
Ian'an didn't move. Thinking of the past, he smiled bitterly and said, "Being sick is nothing. Do you know how many times I almost died after I met Huangfu Weir?"
"Believe me, he likes you."
"I don't want that bastard to like you!!!"
She suddenly burst into tears, her tears falling, and her mournful cries floated away in the wind.
In the cold rain, the black umbrella is like a lonely and cold flower. Waiting for the rain is the umbrella's destiny in life; waiting for him has been her pursuit.
She looked at him with tears on her face like rain.
"I know you know me. I was not a virgin before I met Huangfu Weir. I am not the kind of casual person. Can you tell me if it's you?..."
"Has anything happened to us before? Why didn't you tell me?"
"It doesn't matter even if you don't admit it. We can start over. Can you take me away?"
She could only beg him. If she ran away from Huangfu Weir, it would definitely be detrimental to the Yi family, unless Huangfu Weir let go voluntarily.
The rain fell coldly.
She lowered her head and cried in a panic. Under the half-covered thick eyelashes, she couldn't see clearly the emotions in Lan Feng's eyes, but she could only see that he was holding the umbrella tightly.
Ian'an hugged him slowly, buried herself in his chest and sobbed, "I have been looking for you. I have no memory of the past, but I only remember you. I know you must be very important to me." Her voice said.
Trembling more and more, she raised her face from his chest and looked at him, tears blurring all her sight, "Brother Lan, I love you, please love me and take me away, okay?"
Yi An'an is such a strong and proud person. She hates her thoroughly and loves her even more miserably!
Love is blind. There are so many perfect men, but she has never glanced at them. She just wants to keep him in her heart. For the man in front of her, she can humble herself to the dust...
It's not stupidity, it's infatuation.
She cried so loudly that a tall figure stood in front of a window in the villa, silently and forbearingly watching them embracing in the rain.
Lan Feng kept his head lowered, covering up all his emotions.
After a while, he gently put his hand on Ian'an's shoulder and murmured softly, "I'm sorry An'an, Will and I have known each other for a long time. I can't take you away because you are my friend's woman."
The cry of the man on his chest stopped for a moment, but his eyes continued to wet his clothes.
Ian'an opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe what he said...
"Thank you for loving me. I'm honored. Just like the title you called me, you can treat me as your brother."
Yi Anan shook her head, she didn't want her brother.
"I can tell Will that he should be nice to you, and I will stand by your side and not let him bully you."
But she doesn't love him.
"I accept your wishes." Lan Feng gently held the back of her head and hugged her, "So you don't have to be sad. Go back quickly. You are wearing too little..."
He just kept saying caring words, but no matter how gentle he said, he still rejected her.
Ian An stood there blankly for a moment, as if he had no soul.
The weather is changing, and the rain is gradually getting heavier. It is raining, and Ian is feeling cold. Under his lowered head, Lan Feng's face is very beautiful, and his fair skin is like a thousand-year-old jade, flawless and pale...
The noise of the rain took away the sound of his slightly trembling breathing.
He turned back to the bodyguard not far away and said, "Please send An An back."
The bodyguard immediately came over and pulled the stunned Yi Anan away from him, "Miss Yi, the rain is too heavy, please go back to the house."
Yi An'an didn't hear the voice in her ears. Tears kept flowing in her empty eyes. There was no cry or expression. She just looked at the leaving figure numbly.
It wasn't until Lan Feng got in the car that she suddenly collapsed on the ground in the heavy rain like an offline doll...