"It's okay, you said you have someone you like?" An San asked.

My heart feels bitter and astringent, an indescribable feeling.

"Maybe it's an illusion." Lan Weiwan said.

Maybe it's because he's been alone for too long, so when he meets a warm person, he can't help but want to get closer. Maybe it's this illusion that makes Lan Weiwan think this way.

Like a moth to a flame, it involuntarily draws closer.

But Lan Weiwan still remained rational, so he restrained his feelings. He was not sure whether this feeling was dependence or love, so Lan Weiwan felt distressed. Is there anyone who can tell him? It seems that only

An San can listen to himself.

An San listened without saying a word. He didn't know who Lan Weiwan was talking about.

"Is there someone you like?" An San murmured, his voice was extremely low, as if only he could hear it.

"It's okay, I'm fine these days, don't worry." Lan Weiwan said, not sure whether he was comforting himself or An San.

"How are you doing lately?" Lan Weiwan asked.

"It's good. It's still the same as before. There's no change." An San lowered his eyelashes and said softly. Then as if he remembered something, he turned to look at Lan Weiwan and asked: "He, is he good to you?"

good?"

Lan Weiwan seemed to be stunned by An San's question. He turned around and saw An San's handsome face.

"Who?" Lan Weiwan asked after thinking for a moment but didn't respond. Then Lan Weiwan thought about it and knew who An San was asking about.

"Okay." Lan Weiwan didn't lie. Baron Duke An was indeed very kind to her.

Hearing Lan Weiwan's words, Lord An's heart trembled. He turned to look at Lan Weiwan, knowing that Lan Weiwan was telling the truth.

"He is very good to me. Even when I went to the factory to discuss cooperation this afternoon, he had already taken care of it," Lan Weiwan said.

After hearing this, An San nodded and said, "It seems that he has done a lot for you." Lord An thought that Lan Weiwan had always been a carefree person who could love or hate at will, but as the two came into contact,

He found that Lan Weiwan's thoughts were very delicate. Moreover, this girl was still cute sometimes.

"Go home, it's a little late." An San said

When Lan Weiwan heard An San's words, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock. Lan Weiwan nodded, and then said, "Let's go, you are getting tired every day, go back and rest early."

"There is no need to send me back. I can just go home by myself. You can rest early when you get home." An San said.

"Okay. I understand." Lan Weiwan said and was about to stand up, but after sitting on the beach for too long, his legs and feet were a little numb. Two seconds after Lan Weiwan stood up, he felt physically and mentally unstable.

Fall to the side.

An San quickly caught Lan Weiwan and held her in his arms.

Lan Weiwan inexplicably felt that this embrace was familiar. He smelled the smell of An San carefully, and it was similar to someone else. It smelled of sandalwood.

"You?" Lan Weiwan asked.

An San immediately let go of Lan Weiwan. After Lan Weiwan stood firm, he asked, "What perfume are you using?"

Lan Weiwan's words made An San startled, wondering if the perfume he usually sprayed was discovered by Lan Weiwan.

"I don't use perfume," An San said, and then said: "Go back, it's too late."

Lan Weiwan nodded and without thinking about it, turned and walked towards his car.

An San watched Lan Weiwan's back gradually move away until it disappeared, then turned around and left, returning to the company.

Lord An changed his clothes and put on his own mask. Thinking about Lan Weiwan's words today, he sighed softly. Then he picked up the coat on the chair, stood up and walked out.

When he returned home, Lord An found that Lan Weiwan had finished washing and was sitting in the study.

"Come back?" Lan Weiwan asked after seeing Baron Count An, he looked up at him.

"Well, when did you come back?" Baron Count An took off his suit and asked.

"I came back not long ago, about an hour or so." Lan Weiwan turned to look at the clock on the wall and asked.

"Okay. Did you enjoy the evening chat?" Baron Baron An slowly approached Lan Weiwan until he stood beside Lan Weiwan, then asked.

Lan Weiwan was slightly startled when he heard what Baron An said, and then said, "Well, it's pretty good."

"Are you tired these days?" Lord An looked at the listless Lan Weiwan and asked.

"Well, a little bit," Lan Weiwan said, then suddenly thought of something, and said again: "Have you already taken care of the matter at the clothing factory?"

Lord An did not speak, but nodded.

"Thank you!" Lan Weiwan had to admit that it was much easier to do things by himself with Baron An by his side.

After Zhunjue An heard the thank you, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, but he didn't say anything.

After Lan Weiwan designed the drawing in the study for a while, he returned to the bedroom. Although Lord An was lying on the bed, he was not asleep yet.

"Go to sleep, don't work so hard in the future." Baron An said.

Lan Weiwan nodded and looked at Baron Count An. He wanted to say something but didn't say it. It seemed that after talking to An San tonight, he had leaked all his secrets. Then he looked at Baron Count An.

When I go to school, I always feel uneasy in my heart.

Lan Weiwan had no dreams that night. Perhaps he was really tired these past few days and fell asleep within a few minutes of lying on the bed.

But Lord An didn't. He couldn't sleep. Looking at Lan Weiwan's profile in the moonlight, Lord An's hand uncontrollably touched Lan Weiwan's hair, and he softly opened his mouth and said: "You have

Do you like someone? Wanwan? Who is she? "

Lan Weiwan, who was sleeping, couldn't hear the voice of Lord An. He just snorted slightly and was immediately hugged by Lord An?

"Is he okay with me? Wanwan," Baron Count An said while hugging Lan Weiwan.

"Would you like someone else?" Lord An asked, with an obvious tone of grievance in his tone.

"Is he good to you?" Lord An seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be asking Lan Weiwan.

But the person in his arms didn't answer him. No one answered. Baron Baron An's mind suddenly recalled his trembling voice tonight when Lan Weiwan asked him with red eyes what it felt like to like someone.

The next day, when Lan Weiwan came to the studio, he found that the glass in the studio had been broken.

This is the glass imported by Lord An from Germany. It will not break easily. After getting out of the car, Lan Weiwan looked at the broken glass in front of him carefully and found that it must have been shot through by someone first, and then shot by someone.

broken.

Thinking of the clothes and drawings in the studio, Lan Weiwan ducked through the glass shards without thinking. When he entered, he saw clothes all over the floor.
Chapter completed!