Quick time travel: The system wants me to save the sick girl

"Host, I thought you knew it all along," the system said in a very annoying tone.

"How would I know? No one told me, and you knew but didn't remind me. Did you do it on purpose?" Lu Yan gritted his teeth.

The system said this, which meant that some of his guesses were probably correct. He didn't expect the system to be so deceptive. He had been deceived many times before, and he himself didn't learn his lesson.

"Well, actually I just found out about this. I found out that those clothes and the one you are wearing should be made by the same person. I was just guessing whether it was the clothes Song Wen gave you."

"But later I found out that Song Wen only prepared those ten sets of clothes, and the one you're wearing is his personal collection, and he doesn't seem to plan to show it off."

After the system knew about this, it re-screened the information. "Then I found that someone sent you a set of clothes in the name of Song Wen, which is the set of clothes that Uncle Wang sent you."

Lu Yan understood that someone must know something if he took the opportunity to send clothes to him.

"Why did you give me the clothes?" Lu Yan was curious about this.

"This person is a good friend of Song Wen. He has always had some unrealistic fantasies about Song Wen, and he also knows about your existence." The system and Lu Yan analyzed the situation.

"The origin of this set of clothes is not simple." Hearing the system say this, Lu Yan could only think that there must be something special about this set of clothes.

"Yes, this set of clothes was designed by Song Wen himself. Like the other ten sets of clothes, they were all designed for his Bai Yueguang."

Lu Yan fell silent. When he tried on the clothes, although the sizes were similar, they did not fit him very well. He thought it was because Song Wen had not measured his size, but it turned out to be because the clothes did not originally belong to him.

"It turns out that this thing doesn't belong to me." Lu Yan muttered to himself.

"What did you say?"

Lu Yan looked up at Chen Yazhe's inquiring eyes and said, "Nothing."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Chen Yazhe, but left quickly. After the exhibition, someone would be responsible for cleaning up, so it was understandable for Lu Yan to leave now.

"System, if Song Wen wants to check the clothes I'm wearing, can he find out who sent them to me?"

'Of course.'

Lu Yan nodded. As for that white moonlight, he didn’t want to have a white moonlight between him and Song Wen in the future.

Now that his favorability is high, Lu Yan can do whatever he wants more freely.

After leaving the venue, Song Wen should have gone back.

He didn't need to go back to the company, so he called a designated driver. Although he didn't drink much, his mind was not here, and he was distracted when driving, which was very unsafe.

Lu Yan got into the car and loosened his tie. He had a headache. He wanted to see who wanted to mess with him, and he would not be polite.

Lu Yan deliberately did not change his clothes. Instead, he tidied himself up before entering the room and drank a few bottles of wine in the car before going in.

Uncle Wang met Lu Yan at the door.

He was already a little drunk, and was staggering as he walked, relying entirely on others for support.

For some reason, Song Wen did not go back to his room to rest. Instead, he sat in the living room. When he heard the noise at the door, he did not even look up.

Lu Yan let go of Uncle Wang's hand. "Uncle Wang, are you ready?"

Uncle Wang naturally knew what Lu Yan was preparing for. Song Wen turned around and almost in an instant, Lu Yan could even feel the other party rushing over.

A pair of hands grabbed my shoulders and asked, "Where did you get this suit?"

Lu Yan just looked up and looked at him, as if he was a little drunk. "Someone gave it to me."

Lu Yan remained silent, and Song Wen just stared at him and said, "Take it off."

"No." Lu Yan looked at his expression and was not satisfied with his strong attitude. He immediately said, "I won't take it off. Why should I take it off just because you say so?"

Song Wen stepped forward and grabbed Lu Yan's collar. "I asked you to take it off. It's okay if you don't want to. I'll help you take it off."

Uncle Wang couldn't stop him at all. He watched Lu being pulled into his room. Song Wen raised his hand to take off his clothes without saying a word.

Lu Yan raised his hand and waved it away. "I said, I won't take it off."

He turned around and was about to leave the room and go back to his own room.

When Lu Yan put his hand on the handle and was about to open the door, a hand reached out from beside Lu's ear, pressed the edge of the door, and almost pressed forehead against forehead to force Lu Yan to take off his clothes.

Unfortunately, Lu Yan refused to cooperate and kept saying nonsense, "I won't take it off. Why should I take it off?"

He was struggling to get out, but Song Wen didn't give him a chance. He grabbed him and threw him onto the bed. The blow was really hard and Lu Yan sobered up a lot.

"Are you crazy?" Lu Yan was thrown onto the bed. He looked at the person in front of him, as if he didn't know why the other person suddenly got so angry.

"Where did you get this suit? Who gave it to you?" Song Wen restrained himself again. He didn't want to really do anything.

But Lu Yan just didn't answer him with the correct information, "I don't know."

Song Wen looked very angry, his face gradually darkened, his brows furrowed, and his eyes became stern.

He began to become restless, sometimes tapping the cup in his hand and sometimes walking around the room.

Song Wen put down the cup in his hand and looked at Lu Yan who was looking stubborn. "Take off your clothes and get out of my sight."

"Just go, I don't want to stay here." Lu Yan sobered up and remembered everything that had just happened. He stood up and took off his clothes in front of Song Wen, picked up the bath towel that fell beside him, wrapped it around his waist and left the room.

Song Wen rubbed his aching forehead. The clothes were still thrown on the ground.

But at the same time, he could not deny that Lu Yan in that suit already resembled the person in his memory, especially his eyes.

Is it really possible that there are people in the world who look so alike?

Song Wen sat back in his chair. He didn't know why he couldn't control his emotions today and even got angry in front of Lu Yan.

He didn't pay attention to the specific sounds of Lu Yan opening and closing the door, nor did he think about what Lu Yan was doing.

Lu Yan returned to his room, changed his clothes, put on all his valuables, and even forgot to take his car keys.

Ever since the conflict between the two began, Uncle Wang has never appeared.

Lu Yan left the house in a huff, without even considering that it was actually very inconvenient now. He didn't have a car, and it was already very late at this point.

It would be easy for him to get lost if he went out alone, but with the system, Lu Yan didn't even doubt whether he might have gone the wrong way.

He was mostly sober after he went out, but what Song Wen had just done and said kept lingering in his mind.