Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

After that day, Lan Qian felt confused.

On the one hand, the situation in the dream was too real. She had a strong premonition that the person in the dream would appear in reality in the near future. On the other hand, she could not refuse her brother...

Oh no, now she can't call him brother.

"Mo...Mo Chen."

She was still not used to calling him by his name.

"Is Qianqian okay?"

In the study, Mo Chen looked at the girl who pushed the door open, raised his head for just a glance, then lowered his head to continue handling his official business.

Compared with before, this attitude can almost be regarded as alienation.

"I...there's nothing wrong with me."

It was not like this before.

In the past, her brother always put her first and always liked to hold her in his arms first, but not like now. Since that day, he has never hugged her again.

Feeling that her brother seemed to be intentionally distancing himself from her, Lan Qian couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart.

Even deep in my heart, there is still a trace of helplessness and grievance.

"Brother...Mo Chen, my birthday is in three days."

In the past, he always accompanied her when her birthday was approaching, but now, he seemed to be dealing with company affairs all day long.

Hearing her words, Mo Chen finally looked at her again.

But what she said was not what she wanted to hear.

"Sorry Qianqian."

"There have been too many things going on in the company recently. I'm quite busy these two days. Can I accompany you in two days?"

There was a flash of apology in his eyes, but that was all.

It seemed like there was no time even to hug her.

Lan Qian lowered her eyes dejectedly.

"...Okay, then I won't bother you anymore."

She closed the door gently and returned to her room.

After she left, Mo Chen raised his eyes from the document on the table that had never been turned over and looked towards the closing door.

"Qianqian, there are still three days..."

The whispering sound can only be heard by oneself.

He gave her three days.

These days he tried his best to restrain himself from getting close to her, so that she could think clearly about who she liked without any interference.

But three days later, no matter whether she had thought it through or not, no matter what her answer was, for him, there was only one choice.

……

Lan Qian couldn't help feeling depressed when she returned to her room.

What should she do?

My brother and the person in my dream...

She can't live without her brother, and can't let go of the person in her dreams. She will be sad because of her brother's indifference, and she also yearns for the beauty in her dreams. She knows that this is wrong, but she can't control the thoughts deep in her heart.

"elder brother……"

If only they were the same person.

Feeling more and more confused, she lay on the bed and looked out through the window at the dark night. It was so dark outside, so dark that there was not even a trace of light.

The gloomy night made people sleepy, and in a daze, Lan Qian fell into a familiar dream again.

……

Late at night, the door of the quiet room was slowly opened.

A tall figure walked in.

He walked lightly, step by step, to the bedside, looking at the sleeping girl with his dark and affectionate eyes. Looking at the girl who was already asleep but still slightly frowning, he couldn't help but gently stroke her with his fingers.

"Qianqian..."

He didn't want her to frown either.

But she had to make a choice.

Must realize that she can only be his.

"Well... don't go."

The girl seemed to be dreaming about something, and suddenly she grabbed his hand tightly. The scene in the dream seemed very happy, and her slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Dream……

She said she dreamed about that person every day.

In other words, that person is in her dream now.

Realizing this, Mo Chen's eyes suddenly dimmed. Looking at the girl who was clearly still asleep, but whose delicate little face had a gentle smile from the heart, he couldn't help but clench his hands slowly.

What did she dream about?

What was that person and she doing in the dream?

The speculation and jealousy in his heart reached a peak almost instantly. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and leaned over to kiss her lips.

This kiss was full of possessiveness.

Even in her sleep, the girl seemed to sense something was wrong. She pushed him unconsciously with her hand and frowned again. Noticing the girl's rejection, Mo Chen's mind, which was occupied by jealousy, finally became clearer.

He paused.

Then he became gentle.

He gently clasped the girl's hands, and gently yet forcefully held the girl under him.

The girl gradually stopped resisting and calmed down again.

After a long time, Mo Chen finally kissed enough.

But he did not let her go. Instead, he lay beside her and held the sleeping girl tightly in his arms.