Lan Xuanhan was lying on the sofa in the villa, looking at the crystal chandelier above, nameless anger burning in his heart again.[
Ta-ta-ta...
The sound of the woman's high heels echoed clearly in the villa.
Slowly, that was Shao Youyun's pace.
Now she moved to the Lan family's villa and lived with Lan Xuanhan.
She asked about Lan Xuanhan's injuries once, but Lan Xuanhan's face turned dark on the spot, so she stopped asking again.
"Why don't you go to bed?" Shao Youyun asked gently when he saw Lan Xuanhan lying on the sofa.
Lan Xuanhan glanced at her indifferently.
Men are always like this. When they get a woman, they are like goods.
Shao Youyun's eyes fell on Lan Xuanhan's forehead, which still had bruises.
In fact, she secretly bribed Lan Xuanhan's bodyguard and learned about such a thing.
No matter what, she admitted that Lan Xuanhan had not given up on Lao Xia.
She was a little discouraged. She was really unwilling to lose to a woman who was not as good as her at all!
Shao Youyun forced out a gentler smile, sat next to Lan Xuanhan, put his arms around his shoulders, and kissed his forehead gently.
"You go upstairs and I'll make you a glass of milk. You'll definitely have a good sleep tonight."
Lan Xuanhan looked at her, hummed, sat up and went upstairs.
Shao Youyun's beautiful big eyes were shining with a strange light.
She made two glasses of milk and returned to the room. Lan Xuanhan had already entered the bathroom. When he came out, he drank the milk and fell asleep directly.
Shao Youyun didn't bother him. This woman had had many men, so she naturally understood that women shouldn't be too wordy when men are in their emotional stages.
the next day.[
When Shao Youyun woke up, Lan Xuanhan beside him was gone.
Has he gone to work?
No, no, Lan Xuanhan was already at the Central Primary School at half past eight.
It's break time and the children are having fun on the playground.
Lan Xuanhan walked towards a little boy who was playing with a small rubber ball.
The little boy was wearing a white T-shirt. The T-shirt was extremely white, with a smile on his tender little face.
He is about four or five years old and is in first grade at the Central Primary School.