If you can’t solve the problem of normal food and clothing, what can you use to talk about your dreams?

She was not the eldest daughter of the Lin family, nor was she the wife of Li Hanxuan who was envied by others.

She is now a divorced mother, with a child less than five years old, just to help her children grow up safely and healthily.

People always have to live a more realistic life.

Only by solving the problem of food and clothing and getting a stable life can she be qualified to talk about her dreams.

Lin Yiran returned to H City, still the same, with a coffee shop in front and a fashion design studio in back.

She had to stabilize her life with Xiao Shitou before she could consider the fashion design studio.

"Hetian Cafe?" Lin Yiran stood in front of the cafe.

This cafe has almost no change from five years ago, except for the word Hetian on the plaque, which has been replaced with a new style.

The decoration style is still the same as before.

Yan Lin parked the car and walked to Lin Yiran: "Although the decoration of this cafe is not very gorgeous, the coffee here has been recognized by many wealthy young men in H City. They ask the servants at home to buy a cup every morning. The coffee here exudes an elegant and light fragrance, and it is definitely unexpected to you."

Before he went abroad, he often drank coffee here, but later he felt that he was a little troublesome and gave up buying it every day. He bought the coffee beans back and made it at home.

Lin Yiran turned his body to look at Yan Lin, and opened his mouth to tell him that he had been here.

Later, he still pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

The boss in the coffee shop seemed to have changed, and Lin Yiran remembered that the boss before was not this person.

After tasting several kinds of coffee in the store with Yanlin, Lin Yiran looked out the window habitually. She didn't like drinking coffee very much, but now she makes a living with what she hates the most.

On the first day back to City H, Lin Yiran should have thought that even after leaving for more than five years, there would be many familiar people here that would let her meet.

But she didn't expect that the person she saw here was not Qin Kexin, Gu Qingmo, and Li Meng.

She frowned slightly and looked at a familiar car parked next to Yan Lin's car.

The person who came down from the driving position was Li Hanxuan.

Li Hanxuan was wearing a gray plaid tweed coat, simple and clean.

A gentle and gentleman-looking thick jacket, paired with a city that has just snowed, shows a cool temperament.

Lin Yiran glanced at the man outside the window.

It's been five years, but he still hasn't changed much.

It will always give people a sense of distance that no one is close to each other.

The moment he closed the car door, Li Hanxuan paused his movements. He glanced at the window with a cold eyes, and with a glance, he withdrew his gaze, turned back to the driver's seat and held his cell phone.

Lin Yiran subconsciously lowered her head. She never thought that she would see him here.

Just when I saw him, those painful memories also followed and reappeared in her mind.

She covered her chest in pain, and the wound that had finally healed was torn apart again, and the pain of despair and helplessness came instantly...

Yan Lin had long discovered something wrong with Lin Yiran. He looked out the window and realized where Lin Yiran's emotional changes came from.

He stood up and sat next to Lin Yiran, and without any hesitation hesitation, he looked out the window with complex black eyes.


Chapter completed!