Chapter 1822 Eloping (1)

The servants at the door held their breath and dared not make any sound, fearing that they would anger Lan Huan, who was already angry, and bring themselves a fatal disaster.

Lan Huan walked out directly, and the door slammed shut. Lan Yue fell to the floor helplessly, tears falling silently.

She could feel that Lan Huan was telling the truth.

If she left regardless of everything, Lan Huan might really kill An Ziqi.

Before, Xiao Chen had taken her back to the Xiao family to meet An Ziqi. Unlike them, her smile was very clean and warm, which made people feel like being bathed in spring breeze after seeing it, and they always wanted to protect her involuntarily.

People like them who have been in the dark world for many years all yearn for sunshine and warmth.

She thought that this might be the reason why everyone in the Xiao family held her in their hands and tried their best to protect her.

She didn't want to marry that young master, but An Ziqi was so kind and Xiao Ai was so young, how could she bear to let her die.

Lan Huan was really crazy for revenge.

What should she do?

Alan, the servant next to her, came over and carefully helped her up, "Miss, the ground is cold, you get up first."

Lan Yue's hand was in pain and she couldn't help but shrink back. She lowered her head and saw a circle of purple on her wrist that was pinched by Lan Huan just now.

Alan couldn't help but frowned in pain, helped her to the bed, and went to the side to find an ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

Carefully apply it to her evenly, thought for a while, pursed her lips and whispered, "Miss, don't go against the young master in the future, you will suffer in the end. Even if you don't want to, agree first, I think there will always be a way in the future."

She has been a servant for Lan Yue for a long time, and the young lady has always been good to her, but now she has no memory, so she has forgotten her.

Lan Yue bit her lip and looked at the purple on her hand, "I know, you go down first."

Alan was a little worried, afraid that she would be upset and the previous fever would happen again, so he hesitated to speak.

"Miss, don't do anything stupid again. Only when you are alive can you fight for what you want."

Lan Yue pursed her lips, "I know, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid. You've taken care of me for a few days and I'm tired, go down and rest."

"Well, I'm not far outside, Miss, call me if you have anything."

Alan was obviously still a little worried, and after saying that, he turned and walked out.

Lan Yue looked at the thick purple circle on her wrist and fell into deep thought.

Although she had lost her previous memory, she had been doing this since she woke up and Lan Huan told her that she was Chu Yu.

Everything Lan Huan did was purposeful, just like Lan Huan placed her next to Xiao Chen before, but let her stay put.

It was just to divert Xiao Chen's attention, so as to buy them time to make arrangements.

Lan Huan now asked her to marry the eldest son of the Delan family, definitely not just to get them married.

He must have other purposes.

Hands tightly clenched, what exactly did Lan Huan want to do?

In the evening, Lan Huan had someone send a dress and jewelry to her, and asked her to choose and prepare for tomorrow's press conference.

Press conference?

Lan Yue suddenly thought of something, pursed her lips, and said calmly, "I want this light blue dress, take the others away."

"Miss, take a look and see which set of jewelry you want to wear." The servant asked.