please feel my love

Already at home, Fu Sirong had no reason to stay in the car with Yan Shanlan anymore, the two of them said good night at the stairs and went back to their rooms to rest.

Fu Sirong originally thought that Yan Shanlan would take a day off, and wanted to talk to him at home on the weekend, but Yan Shanlan's working hours were more irregular than he thought.

At seven o'clock in the morning, just as Fu Sirong came out of the bedroom, he heard Yan Shanlan and someone calling to confirm the itinerary from the restaurant on the second floor.

When Fu Sirong walked to the restaurant, Yan Shanlan looked up at him, quickly answered the person over there a few times and hung up the phone.

"So early?" Fu Sirong sat down at the dining table.

"Well, I have a job and I'm going to the airport." Yan Shanlan turned his phone on the table, "I'll be back at night."

Starting in the morning and coming back in the evening, Yan Shanlan's place of work will not be too far away this time, but traveling back and forth between two cities in one day is not easy for him and an Alpha like Qiao Yu, and even more so for an Omega like Yan Shanlan. toss.

Fu Sirong knew that Yan Shanlan was working hard, and he always showed a tired expression when we met several times, but he didn't interfere, just frowned, and asked, "Do I need to take you there?"

There is no way to spend the weekend together, at least it is better to send him to the airport personally.

Yan Shanlan was peeling eggs, he paused his hands when he heard this, looked at him in surprise, then shook his head, "No, the assistant will come to pick me up."

It was inconvenient to change the itinerary agreed upon by the team, Fu Sirong did not insist, followed Yan Shanlan downstairs after breakfast, and watched him get into the assistant's car.

The car drove out of the gate of Fu's house. Fu Sirong watched the car slowly disappear from sight, turned and went back to the room.

The short-distance trip did not bring luggage, and the time spent at the airport was not much. It was not yet noon when Yan Shanlan arrived at the workplace. After a hurried lunch, the team went to meet the partner together.

This time, the cooperation was with a newly popular affordable luxury brand. In order to invite Yan Shanlan, he spent a lot of effort in the early preparations.

The work was carried out in an orderly manner, and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon when it was completely over.

Yan Shanlan sat in the lounge and asked the makeup artist to remove her hair and make-up.

Waking up early in the morning, he began to feel drowsy as soon as he sat down. As soon as his eyelids closed, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Yan Shanlan opened his eyes, glanced at the name displayed on the phone, and yawned a little before reaching out.

The chair and the table were far away, and it was inconvenient for him to get up, so he hooked his fingers on the edge of the table a few times to get the phone.

He picked it up, but Yan Xueqing didn't speak, and asked after a while, "Are you free today?"

"It will be later." Yan Shanlan said, raising his hand to pin a lock of hair that fell in front of his eyes behind his ears.

He confirmed the itinerary with Jiang Wan in the morning, and today's work is not particularly busy, it's just spending some time running back and forth.

Yan Xueqing didn't ask where he was, but said, "Then go home and have a meal, and I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

"Okay." Yan Shanlan added: "I'll send you the flight later."

Only then did Yan Xueqing realize that he had gone to another place, and after a few words, he hung up the phone.

Yan Shanlan exited the call interface and began to look for the flight information that Jiang Wan had sent him before.

The makeup artist listened to the whole process and couldn't help but ask, "Lan, is this your husband's phone number?"

He is an employee of the brand, and he saw Yan Shanlan himself for the first time today, but it was just a few simple conversations, and he could hear that Yan Shanlan was in a low mood when he called.

For some reason, he immediately thought of Mr. Fu who was photographed with Yan Shanlan at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau that day.

Yan Shanlan was lowering his head to check the flight information, when he heard the makeup artist's question, he raised his head and looked at him through the mirror.

The other party's expression was natural, and he continued to remove his hair, as if he was just asking a casual question.

"It's a family member." Yan Shanlan lowered his head and sent the intercepted flight information to Yan Xueqing.

The makeup artist nodded, watching Yan Shanlan's taut hand dangling in front of his eyes. His fair skin covered his muscles and bones, and he didn't wear any decorations. The whole hand was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

He thought, as expected of the top five supermodels in Dengfeng, even with such perfect hands, it's no wonder that Mr. Fu was tempted.

I just don't know what kind of heart he moved.

After Yan Shanlan took off her makeup, she was sitting on the sofa for a rest when the door was knocked, and the assistant came in from outside holding a large bouquet of red roses, "Brother Lan, I received flowers again."

33 red roses were airlifted from Ecuador, with full buds, and tied into a bouquet with light-colored flower paper. The assistant just stood by the door, and the strong fragrance of roses wafted along the wind and filled the whole room.

Just by touching the flower paper, the assistant could feel that the bouquet of flowers in his hand was very valuable, but Yan Shanlan, who was resting on the sofa, didn't even open his eyes.

"Throw it away." His voice cooled down.

Since Yan Shanlan first appeared on the cover of a magazine known as the "Fashion Bible", his studio often received unsigned roses, and sometimes sent them to the brand, which caused a lot of gossip.

Yan Shanlan likes flowers, but he doesn't like roses.

To be exact, someone who doesn't like giving roses.

The assistant was not surprised, "Okay, I also gave it away two days ago, and I threw it away."

Only then did Yan Shanlan open his eyes, looked at him and said softly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The assistant kept saying that it was no trouble, but he forgot to close the door when he went out with the roses in his arms. Yan Shanlan was about to get up to close it when Jiang Wan opened the door again and came in.

Jiang Wan closed the door, frowned and asked him, "Do you want to talk to Mr. Fu?"

The inexplicable and persistent suitor sent flowers to Omega for many years. It would be fine if he was unmarried, but Yan Shanlan is married now, and Jiang Wan was afraid that if it got out, it would hurt him again.

"No need." Yan Shanlan shook his head and said coldly, "This is my own business."

He insisted on this, Jiang Wan couldn't say anything more, after all, his marriage with Fu Sirong was just a commercial marriage, mutual win and mutual benefit, maybe one day they would separate when there was no value for cooperation.

But from the day he left Tokyo, Jiang Wan had a thorn in his heart.

She watched Yan Shanlan put on the neck ring, and said with a complicated expression: "Lan, I have been hesitating whether to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Yan Shanlan looked up at her, his light gray eyes were clear and transparent, like glass balls.

"That day..." Jiang Wan swallowed.

The eyes of the person in front of her were too clean. Jiang Wan, who had been in the fashion industry for many years, even felt a little embarrassed. She was too embarrassed to say it, for fear of dirtying the ears of this beautiful omega.

Even though he dared to have a one-night stand with a strange Alpha behind his back.

She faltered for a while, then pointed at the back of her neck stiffly, and asked, "Is that Mr. Fu?"

Yan Shanlan was slightly taken aback, and it took him a while to understand what Jiang Wan was asking.

He laughed and nodded, "It's him."

The bright smile made Jiang Wan's eyes hurt. She took a deep breath and said "I knew it" several times.

Yan Shanlan sat on the sofa and watched Jiang Wan go crazy for a while, and waited for her to calm down before saying: "I'll go home at night, someone will pick me up when I get off the plane, then you can go to rest first."

Just as Jiang Wan calmed down, it took two seconds for him to hear something was wrong in his words, and asked, "Go back to Yan's house?"

Yan Shanlan nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Wan brushed up the messy hair on his forehead, and asked, "How is Yan's doing now?"

"I don't know." Yan Shanlan leaned on the sofa, lowered his head and pinched the corner of his clothes.

Be it Fu Sirong or Yan Xueqing, no one has ever told Yan Shanlan how the Yan family is doing now.

"Don't worry", is what they said to him the most.

But Yan Shanlan couldn't stop worrying.

Although there were no mistakes in the work, Jiang Wan could see that Yan Shanlan was always absent-minded during this time.

"There is no work schedule for the next ten days. Your estrus is coming. Be careful during this time. If you have anything for me... Forget it, we are all married. These things are not my business." Jiang Wan rarely revealed An impatient look.

Yan Shanlan was interrupted by her, and smiled again, "I know."

He told Fu Sirong about his estrous period, whether to mark it or not depends entirely on Fu Sirong's wishes.