1567. Chapter 1567 Missed (I) (Ask for Monthly Votes!)
If, one day, she really ends her current life and marries another man, what should he do?
What should he do?
He seems to really not know what he should do...
Can he get her back?
he does not know……
The white mist that filled the dream made it impossible for him to see clearly ahead, and he could only feel a dull pain in his chest, the familiar suffocating dull pain that made him unable to breathe...
His face turned pale as he trembled slightly, his long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and all the warm sweat on his forehead and in his clenched hands made him struggle a little. , some people exclaimed with rapid breathing, and there was clearly a bit of forbearance in the hoarse voice——
"Liuyun... Liuyun..."
"Mr. Lan! Mr. Lan! Wake up! Wake up, Mr. Lan! You have a nightmare!"
At this time, the voice of assistant Ali suddenly came to his ears. Lan Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, took a few laborious breaths, looked around, and then realized that he was sleeping on his own On the sofa in the living room, my whole body was soaked with sweat.
"Mr. Lan, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare? You keep calling Miss Dongfang's name, please wipe it off, your face looks very bad."
Ali looked at Lan Xiu's pale handsome face and became a little worried, and quickly handed him a hot towel.
Lan Xiu took a few deep breaths before he finally calmed down. He took the hot towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He calmed down for a while before asking, "When is it? Why are you here?"
He often loses track of time as soon as he falls asleep, so he is still in a trance state right now.
"Mr. Lan, you didn't sleep all night last night. You hurriedly read the project information handed over by City C. When you woke up in the morning, you only drank a little porridge. Today is still your birthday, Miss Dongfang. I rushed back today, it’s already afternoon, and I should still be on the plane.”
Ali said simply.
"It's been a day?"
Lan Xiu was in a trance for a moment, clearly remembering that he seemed to have just finished a phone call with Dongfang Liuyun.
"Yes, Mr. Lan, you always forget to eat and sleep when working. Your body will not be able to bear it. I have asked the servant to cook some porridge for you in the kitchen. You can eat some."
Ali said with concern as he took the towel handed back by Lan Xiu.
"Let's put it aside for now. I'll go up and take a shower. Arrange a car and pick someone up at the airport."
Lan Xiu simply pulled his clothes and stood up slowly.
"Okay, Mr. Lan, I'll go get the servants ready."
Ali responded.
Lan Xiu had already walked toward the bedroom inside.
"How's things going with Fujiwaro? He should be in Z City now, right?"
Lan Xiu suddenly remembered this matter, stopped immediately, turned his head and looked at Ali and asked.
"Not yet, Mr. Lan! I just wanted to report to you. When Mr. Fujiwara was rushing to the airport yesterday, he had a car accident and suffered a slight scratch. Fortunately, he was fine, but he was sent to the hospital for observation. He will probably need to recuperate for a while. After his talent has recovered, Boss Fujiwara has forced him to cancel his trip. I’m afraid he won’t be able to come to Z city in the short term.”
Ali quickly conveyed the news to Lan Xiu.
"A car accident? A minor scratch?"
Hearing the news, Lan Xiu paused for a moment, a faint light quickly flashed across his dark eyes, and a smile that did not reach his eyes soon appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This is interesting, this car accident would have happened sooner or later. It didn’t happen, but it happened just when Fujiwarano was about to come here? It seems that many people didn’t expect Fujiwarano to come here.”
"Isn't this good? Mr. Lan, I'm afraid neither Miss Dongfang nor you are happy to see..."
"You have exceeded Ali!"
Before Ali finished speaking, Lan Xiu interrupted Ali with a frown.
At this time, Ali's face stiffened, and he quickly lowered his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lan, I shouldn't talk too much, please punish me!"
Lan Xiu's eyes darkened, he closed his eyes, calmed down a bit, and said unhappily, "Take care of yourself from now on. Just do what you should do."
"Yes! Mr. Lan! I understand, I'm sorry! I promise I won't do it again in the future!"
Ali didn't dare to take a breath, so he could only lower his head and respond.
Lan Xiu slowly opened his eyes at this moment, said nothing, and continued to walk forward.
Seeing the figure disappear at the door, Ali breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little frightened——
He has been with Lan Xiu for many years, and he knows Lan Xiu's temper very well.
Mr. Lan rarely gets angry and almost never loses his temper, but if he does get angry, before he gets angry, they will already be afraid of the sharp coldness emanating from him, just like before.
Moreover, as a subordinate, he could clearly detect Mr. Lan's feelings for Miss Dongfang, but he didn't know the client, so why couldn't he see clearly?
In their opinion, their Mr. Lan and Miss Dongfang are a good match, but there seems to be another Fujiwara Ye!
Mr. Lan probably doesn't like Mr. Fujiwara, but he and Mr. Fujiwara were good friends before. I don't know what their respective attitudes are now. And now, Mr. Lan seems to be particularly concerned about Mr. Fujiwara and Miss Dongfang. Could it be possible...
Without thinking any further, Ali quickly went over to ask the servants to prepare some food for Lan Xiu. When they were almost done, Lan Xiu had already changed into a gray-black casual suit and walked out of the bedroom.
His black hair was still slightly wet, and the dark casual suit made him look tall and majestic, but his face was slightly pale.
"Boss Lan!"
Seeing Lan Xiu coming over, Ali quickly pulled out a chair for him, and Lan Xiu slowly sat down.
"Boss Lan, Dongfang Rouer and Jin Sheng's engagement party is on the eighth of this month, which seems to be in the next few days. Dongfang Ren's secretary personally delivered the invitation this morning. Do we want to attend in person?"
Ali said, while handing a fiery red invitation to Lan Xiu.
Lan Xiu drank two mouthfuls of porridge, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then reached out to take the invitation. He flipped it open and took a look. A sneer flashed across his lips, "Such a grand ceremony?"
"We have never had much dealings with the Dongfang Group. This time they sent this invitation to our door, probably to make friends with you, Mr. Lan. However, Miss Dongfang doesn't seem to like it very much..."
Before Ali finished speaking, Lan Xiu raised his hand to stop him——