Shancai Rebirth: My Choice

"Really?" His laughter was very joyful.

Shan Lai was speechless and too lazy to argue with him. She just let him hold her hand and draw.

When he was almost done with the painting, he went downstairs to cook. She sat on the sofa and listened to music. Halfway through, she felt a little sleepy and curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

When Lei came up to call her after cooking, he saw her curled up on the sofa like a shrimp. He walked over quietly and picked her up.

Since she woke up from a coma for a year, her perception of sound has become particularly sensitive, so she woke up suddenly, "Lei, have you prepared dinner?" She had just woken up, so her mind was still in a daze.

"Yes." Lei agreed with her, carried her to the bed and gently put her down, "If you are really sleepy, I will bring the food up."

She shook her head. This was his room. He loved cleanliness so much that it would be bad if it got dirty. So she thought it would be better to go downstairs to eat. "It's okay. Go downstairs."

Lei was about to reach out to hug her, but she refused, "You don't have to hold me all the time. I can't see but my legs are not broken. I can walk by myself. Just hold me up."

Unable to persuade her, Lei squatted down to put on her slippers, and helped her walk step by step to the restaurant downstairs.

After walking for a long time and still not arriving, Shan Lai began to get annoyed. Why did the journey to the restaurant downstairs suddenly become so long? "Lei, I don't want to walk, hold me." As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist like a koala, and her tone of voice was even more aggrieved.

"Okay." Hearing her say that, he was very happy and bent down to pick her up.

The curve of his mouth grew wider and wider. They were taking the wrong route. They had been circling in the corridor on the second floor. How could they possibly get to the bottom of the building in one go?

What a little fool.

Putting her on the chair, Lei stood up and handed her the chopsticks, then put some dishes on her plate. She was very stubborn when it came to eating and never wanted to be fed.

She was very good at using chopsticks and her hands never shook when picking up food. After taking a bite of the dish, her eyes widened.

"What? Doesn't it taste good?" Lei asked her, then took a little and put it in the bowl to taste it. It didn't seem salty either.

"No, I just suddenly felt that your cooking skills have improved. It's delicious." He took another bite.

Her words made Lei feel relieved. Was this a compliment?

After they finished dinner, the servants came to clear the dishes, but Shanlai insisted on going up the stairs by herself, and Lei supported her and walked slowly.

Relying on her memory of the structure of her own villa, she walked very accurately this time and it didn't take her long to reach her room.

She understood instantly, "Lei, when we went downstairs today, did you take me for a walk on the second floor?" As she said this, she reached out to grab the clothes on his chest, looking fierce and aggressive.

"Tsk, the little idiot is really smart." Lei did not hide it from her and answered her questions honestly. What he did was done. He swore that he would never hide anything from her in his life. As for this little trick he played on her alone, he could still pretend to be stupid when she didn't find out.

He scratched her little upturned nose, lowered his head and pecked the corner of her lips, "Be good, I'll read you a fairy tale after you wash up."

Shan Lai laughed and punched him, "I'm not a child, why are you reading me a fairy tale? Change it."

"What are you listening to?" Lei carried her to the bathroom and asked her as they walked.

"The book we read yesterday was very good. Please continue reading it."

"it is good."

After adjusting the water temperature, Lei handed her the bathrobe, led her to the bathtub, closed the bathroom door and went out.

Shan Lai sighed, undressed and got into the bathtub. Although she had roughly adapted to life in the dark by now, she still felt a little inconvenient sometimes.

When she finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom holding the wall, Lei was leaning against the head of the bed, holding up his computer and carefully looking at the works of other designers on the catwalk today.

He used to go to the shows in person, but since Shanlai woke up, he was only responsible for delivering his works to the shows, and then arranging for his male assistant to help him watch them and record live videos for him.

After returning home with Shanlai, the editor-in-chief of the Milan show called him personally and hoped that he could go over to take a look. He decisively refused, saying that it was not the right time yet and he had more important things to do.

What he called more important things were teaching Shanlai to paint every day, cooking for her, asking her to go out with him to collect inspiration, and taking her to play in the suburbs. These became the most important things in his life besides work and studies.

After class, he would not waste a moment at school. Thinking that she was still waiting for him at home, he was so happy that he wanted to come back to see her. He did not want to waste even a second.

Hearing the noise, Lei quickly got off the bed to help her, "Why didn't you call me when you were done?" He was a little annoyed. He was so engrossed in watching the scene that he didn't notice the sound of water having stopped on her side.

Shan Lai let him lead her, "It's okay, I just want to prove to you that I'm not a loser. Besides, this is my room, I know its structure very well, I won't fall on it." She also explained.

The next thing was for Lei to take the hair dryer next to him and blow her hair. After it was dry, he sat by her window and read to her.

When she was almost asleep, Lei went back to his room to take a shower, wiped his hair hastily, and started to work on his design draft.

Just then, someone sent an anonymous email. Lei frowned but still opened the email. It contained a series of chat records and the information of Qiu Yingxue, whom they met in Country K.

The more he looked, the gloomier his expression became. In the end, he simply closed his computer, took out Ximen's number and called him.

"Hello." Simon's voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse.

Lei frowned. They were all men, so of course he knew that Simon was panting slightly, as if he was still feeling satisfied, as if he had just finished some exercise.

It would be better if he didn't disturb his good deeds.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Lei hung up the phone decisively.

Ximen stared at the call end page for two seconds, then threw the phone on the bedside table with gritted teeth. He should be content that he could still answer this kid's call during his rest time, but he actually hung up on him?

Looking at Xiaoyou who was too tired to open her eyes on the bed, his irritability disappeared in an instant, "Little girl, do it again, ..."

"Well,……"

……

Nadel looked at the stack of documents in his hand and fell into deep thought. The more he looked, the more annoyed he became.

She just flipped through two pages at random, threw a stack of information out, and rubbed her swollen and aching temples. Why did this matter become more and more complicated the more she investigated?

How many people were involved in what happened a year ago?