Xin Lan was sleeping very well. When she woke up, she was lying on a comfortable and spacious face. The sunlight gently fell on her shoulders.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, and couldn't help but smile, as if she hadn't had such a warm and comfortable sleep for a long time.

Thinking of last night, Xin Lan was distracted for a while, as if it were a dream. If she hadn't been hugged and fell asleep, maybe she would have really doubted that it was just his dream tenderness.

The bedroom door was pushed open at this time, Xunxun held her neat clothes and put them aside, bowing politely.

"Miss Xin, this is the clothes prepared by the young master for you, I chose them myself." Her eyes rolled and she suddenly lowered her voice, "But, Miss Xin, you must be mentally prepared because... the master is here."

After all, he is the head of the family, and Xunxun's impression of Mr. Gu has always remained solemn, solemn and serious.

Xin Lan put on the clothes he bought and took a look in front of the mirror, which unexpectedly fitted.

When she was holding the stairs down, Gu Huaixian was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper with his back to the sun. When she noticed the people upstairs, she let it go with great pleasure.

Not to mention that before he could speak, even before Xin Lan approached, he could feel the powerful aura of Gu Huaixian.

She hesitated and walked closer, nodded and said hello, "Uncle Gu, good morning."

Gu Huaixian was not confused at all. He looked at Xin Lan for a few seconds, then pinched the newspaper again and read it page by page. After a while, he responded, "Well, Miss Xin, it's early."

Hey? He knows who she is?

Xin Lan couldn't help but think about it.

Having guessed what she was thinking, Gu Huaixian laughed.

"Of course, I have to care about the woman my son values ​​in advance." He raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a very cunning look, "What? Miss Xin was surprised?"

Xin Lan didn't know what to say, so she stood there.

The smile in front of me was so weird.

Gu Huaixian looked Xin Lan up and down, pushing her eyes that were covered with her nose.

"It seems that my son really treats you as Zhixuan... Even the clothes prepared for you in advance are in accordance with Zhixuan's style."

Before Xin Lan could answer, he pretended to "Oh" inadvertently, smiling kindly.

"Miss Xin shouldn't know that the donor of the cornea transplant you had three years ago is Zhixuan?"

Xin Lan's brain was emptied.

...

"Zhixuan is physically ill. When I was still with her, I asked a private doctor to treat her, so I barely maintained it. The servant said that she knew she was about to lose, so she donated her cornea..."

...

What Gu Feihan said kept echoing last night. Only then did she realize that no wonder the man deliberately wanted to get along with her since the first meeting. No wonder he would treat her as his dead girlfriend...

It turned out that it was because of her eyes.

"Miss Xin really doesn't seem to know about this?" Gu Huaixian sighed and shook his head, "It was my son's inappropriate work that he didn't explain to you in advance. I hope... Miss Xin doesn't misunderstand it."

Xin Lan is not a fool, and you will understand the obscure hints in your words at once.

She lowered her head and circled her fingers, tightening her voice: "I understand."

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