please feel my love

The Spring Festival passed quietly, and when Yan Shanlan returned to China, it was already the second week of the New Year.

Yan Xueqing, the leader of the Yan family, was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. Seeing his younger brother coming in after the butler, he said, "You're back?"

"Yeah." Yan Shanlan walked in, but saw her sister with a sullen face, looking as if she was angry.

Usually when he came back, Yan Xueqing was often busy and didn't see anyone until the next morning, so it was quite unusual to be waiting for him in the living room so angrily today.

Yan Shanlan's head turned around quickly, guessing the possibility that her sister knew about that matter, walked behind her, and squeezed her shoulder lightly, "What's the matter? Who made you angry?"

The strength of pressing on the shoulders was just right, but Yan Xueqing only let his younger brother press for a while before holding his hand.

She sighed and said with a headache, "We have guests coming at home tomorrow."

"It's difficult?" Yan Shanlan bent down, wrapping her two slender arms around her sister's shoulders.

Yan Xueqing shook her head, "No, I haven't had much contact with him, so I don't know what he means by coming suddenly..."

When she received a call from the other party in the afternoon, Yan Xueqing still couldn't believe it.

Although she has some friendship with the other party's father, it is limited to greetings during the New Year and holidays and business exchanges, and the rest of the relatives are really strangers.

The other party's sudden visit was beyond her expectation, and it was already past the time for visiting during the Spring Festival.

She sat in the living room all night and couldn't figure out why the other party came.

Yan Shanlan leaned on her sister's shoulder and said, "You'll know when tomorrow comes, don't think about it."

The implication is to let her not worry about things that didn't happen in advance.

Yan Xueqing thought about it for a while and it was true, but she held her brother's wrist, touched the protruding bone, and frowned even more, "Are you tired from work? Why did you lose weight again?"

"Fashion Week is a bit busy." Yan Shanlan replied obediently, and couldn't help but yawned a little.

He thought that his sister would bring up the matter of letting him retire again, so he planned his speech in advance on the way back, but Yan Xueqing frowned and said nothing.

Yan Shanlan leaned on her shoulder for a while, holding back a few yawns, maybe because the movement was a little too big, Yan Xueqing suddenly turned around.

Seeing his tired face, Yan Xueqing raised her hand and rubbed his head, "Go to bed if you're sleepy, do you still have work tomorrow? Is there anyone to pick you up?"

Yan Shanlan was stunned by her rubbing.

When I was a child, my sister often rubbed his head like this, but when I grew up, I didn't do it anymore, and I rarely let him lean on my shoulders.

Because he is an Omega and his sister is an Alpha, it is not convenient to have such an intimate interaction after the separation.

My sister didn't say anything, he always felt a little abnormal, and couldn't find the right time to speak.

The Yan family's garden was full of flowers and trees, and the rustling insects could be faintly heard from the garden at night, making the atmosphere in the house a bit strangely quiet.

Yan Shanlan suppressed his emotions, stood up straight and stretched, "I'm going to the studio at noon, Jiang Wan will pick me up, good night."

Yan Xueqing waved to him, "Good night."

Yan Shanlan lay on the bed, turned over with the duvet in his arms, and his whole body was wrapped in the soft quilt.

During the month when he was traveling abroad, he was very busy every day, either starting work before dawn or staying up all night, and he had not been able to sleep well for a long time.

The bed and pillows in the hotel are very soft, but they don't have the smell that Yan Shanlan likes. Even if he occasionally rests for a day or two, he can't sleep well.

No way, who told him to leave the Valium spray at home.

Yan Shanlan smelled the woody scent on the pillow and quilt, which was so faint that he could hardly smell it, his body and nerves slowly relaxed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When Yan Xueqing went upstairs, she glanced at Yan Shanlan's room, confirmed that he had fallen asleep, and then walked into the study softly.

Yan Shanlan had a very strange dream.

In his dream, he met a black dog that loved to bite people. He was not afraid of the pungent smell on his body, and he bit the collar on the back of his neck. The short hair still exuded a familiar woody fragrance.

It wasn't a nightmare, but it made him sleepless.

Yan Shanlan didn't wake up until ten o'clock, and when she woke up, she curled up under the blanket and turned for a while before getting up.

Today, he had to go to the studio to handle other work. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he heard the faint voice of someone talking in the living room on the first floor.

Across the two floors of convoluted platforms, Yan Shanlan couldn't hear what was being said downstairs, and could only vaguely recognize the words "Mr. Fu" and "marriage".

He walked slowly to the stairs and listened carefully to the sounds downstairs.

"Mr. Fu's offer is very good, but I can't agree to it." It was the voice of her sister Yan Xueqing. She rejected Mr. Fu's proposal, but her tone was calm, which seemed a little helpless.

"That's my brother," she said.

Yan Shanlan walked down two steps lightly, and then heard that Mr. Fu said: "He can leave whenever he wants to end."

"Then have you ever thought about how he is an Omega, whether married or not, what will others think of him after divorce?" Yan Xueqing asked back.

Yan Shanlan stood at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, looking at the gorgeous chandelier in the living room on the first floor through the fence.When the two of them said this, he already knew what they were talking about.

The living room was silent for a while, and it was Fu Sirong who broke the silence first.

"I offended you." He said, "If Yan needs help, I will do my best."

Yan Xueqing's heart skipped a beat, and said: "Mr. Fu doesn't have to be like this."

Yan Shanlan slowly came down from the second floor, Fu Sirong heard the voice on the stairs, and picked up the prenuptial agreement from the table.

"Then I'll go first." He was about to stand up after speaking, but Yan Shanlan took a step faster, standing on the stairs and shouting: "Sister."

Yan Xueqing turned her head and saw Yan Shanlan walking down the stairs, got up and introduced to him: "You are awake, this is—"

"Mr. Fu came to Yan's house, what's the matter?" Yan Shanlan pressed his sister's shoulder.

He said this bluntly, Yan Xueqing's face changed, and was about to hold Yan Shanlan, but Fu Sirong said slowly: "Didn't you say that I can contact you again if necessary?"

It was "Mr. Fu" again, Yan Shanlan was not close to himself at all.

Fu Sirong was not very happy, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Can't you?" he asked.

The ambiguous words made Yan Xueqing's face change again and again. She looked at Yan Shanlan, but found that he was also stunned.

When Yan Shanlan said it earlier, he did not expect that their "reconnection" would be in such a way.

He was a little angry at first, but after Fu Sirong said this, most of his anger disappeared.

Yan Shanlan looked at the prenuptial agreement in Fu Sirong's hand and said, "Yes, but I have a job now."

Fu Sirong saw that he was reading the prenuptial agreement in his hand, and rolled up the thick stack of papers, "We'll talk about it when you have time."

The act of trying to conceal the truth extinguished the last bit of anger in Yan Shanlan's heart. The beautiful Omega nodded slightly, and when he passed by Fu Sirong, he heard him say again: "Be careful on the road."

The usual exhortations, Yan Shanlan heard from her sister and Jiang Wan many times, but this time it was Fu Sirong who spoke.

Yan Shanlan's pupils trembled slightly.

He walked to the door, saw the car parked at the door, and suddenly said, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Sirong, who was sending a message to the secretary, stopped and looked up, "What's the matter?"

Yan Shanlan turned around, put one hand on the door frame, and hooked his fingertips on the door frame twice.

Fu Sirong noticed his movement, and the last section of his spine suddenly went numb.

"It's nothing." He smiled at Fu Sirong, turned around and got into Jiang Wan's car.