Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

However, everything has its cause and effect. The cautious little girl who prayed for her mother's love has left this world forever.

The moment she closed her eyes, Xu Meir thought: Compared with the original owner, she might be lucky. At least she didn't need to be like her, loving and hating someone, and being so humble that she almost lost herself.

After a while, Xu Meir fell asleep. Her long and curly eyelashes cast a shadow on her face. Her small and delicate face was white and flawless, and she looked gentle and harmless.

*

At 6 o'clock the next day, Xu Meir's cell phone alarm rang on time and she put on her slippers.

"Knock, knock, knock", at the same time, there was a knock on the door of her room.

She walked over and opened the door.

Standing at the door was a woman who was about forty or fifty years old. She was wearing a neatly done black dress and her hair was tied up, which was extremely smooth.

This old-fashioned dress made her look a little older.

Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring straight at Xu Meir: "Are you up? If you are, change your clothes and go exercise. You can't lose to that little bitch."

"Okay." Xu Meir lowered her head and looked submissive.

After saying these words, the woman left with a stern face, and Xu Meir started washing up at the sink.

After running, Xu Meir went to the bathroom to take a shower. Her cell phone in the room vibrated and lit up.

Lu Qichen: Good morning!

When they parted last night, they had already saved each other's phone numbers and added each other on WeChat.

In fact, Lu Qichen had been up for a while. He deliberately chose to contact her after he finished exercising for fear of disturbing her.

Lu Qichen sat at the dining table, eating breakfast slowly and leisurely. Anyone who observed carefully would notice that he kept looking at the mobile phone beside him.

After waiting for ten minutes, the girl's message still didn't come.

He wiped his lips and stood up somewhat unhappily.

Lu Qihang got up very early today. At around 7 o'clock, he came to the living room with messy hair.

The banquet the day before yesterday lasted very late, and he had been sleeping since he got home until now, when he yawned when he felt a strong hunger.

As expected, I saw that familiar figure at this point.

"Hey, long time no see. Master Lu is still up as early as usual." He teased, approaching the dining table step by step.

Lu Qichen looked at him expressionlessly, then turned and walked towards the third floor.

Lu Qihang sat lazily on the chair: "Please prepare a breakfast for me."

"Yes, young master." The servant in the living room replied promptly.

He half-squinted his eyes, looked at the person on the stairs, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

It was not until after she finished her meal and left home that Xu Meir had time to look at her phone.

After seeing someone's message, she tapped the screen of her mobile phone: Good morning, why did you contact me so early? Did you miss me?

"Buzz", Lu Qichen's phone vibrated, he quickly picked up the phone, and sure enough, it was her who replied to him.

After seeing her message, Lu Qichen lowered his head and smiled, feeling happy but also a little embarrassed.

He revised the typed words over and over again until he felt that a lot of time had passed and he was afraid that she would be angry, so he sent the message.

Lu Qichen: Yes, I miss you. How about you?

It was the first time that the boy fell in love with someone, and he didn’t know how to hide his emotions.

Faced with the ambiguous words of her sweetheart, she shyly but directly expressed her feelings.

Mei'er: Of course I miss you too.

Lu Qichen's mood suddenly improved. He looked at the message she sent him, but before he could say anything, he saw another message from her.

Mei'er: Then...boyfriend, do you want to go on a date? I happen to have some time after get off work today.

Almost at the moment he saw her message, Lu Qichen had already sent out the word "OK".

After sending it out, he vaguely felt that he might have been too impatient.

Wouldn't she think he was being too unreserved?

He pursed his lips and looked at the phone screen with some distress.