please feel my love

After the work was over, Yan Shanlan and his team rushed to the airport again.

The schedule was tight, and Yan Shanlan sent Fu Sirong a message after boarding the plane, saying that he would go back to Yan's house in the evening.

Before he could wait for Fu Sirong's reply, the broadcast began to inform passengers to turn off their mobile phones.

The flight attendant walked around in the cabin, Yan Shanlan refreshed the chat list again, Fu Sirong's profile picture was still clean, no red dots were lit.

"Sir, please turn off your phone or switch it to flight mode, our plane is about to take off." The flight attendant in the business class squatted next to Yan Shanlan's seat and reminded softly.

Yan Shanlan said sorry, and switched his phone to airplane mode.

The plane took off on time, Yan Shanlan asked the stewardess for a blanket, and slept on the backrest for a while.

It was not until the plane landed that Yan Shanlan received a reply from Fu Sirong, asking him how many days he would be going back.

Yan Shanlan typed "I'll go back tomorrow" in the dialog box, thought about it and deleted it, and replaced it with the meaningless "It depends on the situation, what's the matter".

He pressed the send button, and without waiting for Fu Sirong to reply, he threw the phone into his bag and followed Jiang Wan down the airport parking lot.

Yan Xueqing asked the driver to pick up Yan Shanlan, and Jiang Wan sent him to the car before leaving.

The landing time of the flight coincided with the rush hour for commuting, and the traffic was jammed on the elevated road, and it took more than an hour to get home.

Yan Shanlan was bored in the car for too long, and felt dizzy and nauseous when he got out of the car. He took a breather in the garden before entering the house.

Standing in the living room of the Yan family, for no reason, he felt that everything in front of him was a bit strange.

Obviously he only left for a few days.

Yan Shanlan was in a daze for a while, Yan Xueqing poked her head out from the corner of the second floor, saw him standing below in a daze, and shouted: "Lanlan, come up to eat."

"Here we come." Yan Shanlan shook his head and trotted upstairs.

Yan Xueqing stood in front of the dining table, saw him coming up, and then asked the butler to serve.

I don't cook much for dinner, three dishes and one soup are very light, but Yan Shanlan likes them all.

When sitting face to face with her sister, Yan Shanlan suddenly realized that the two of them hadn't been able to sit at the same table and have a good meal for a long time.

Ever since he and his sister had their own careers and their mothers had emigrated overseas, the Yan family had become deserted.

It is difficult for two people to see each other at home. Even if they meet occasionally, they have to go to different places without saying a few words.

It may be that he came back all night to rest and ran into his sister who got up early for a meeting, or it may be that his sister who was on a business trip sent him to the airport together.

They are all too busy to sit down and chat, especially this year, they can't even spend the Spring Festival together.

Yan Shanlan looked up at Yan Xueqing, although Fu Sirong helped her during this time, she had been working hard for Yan's affairs, she was a little haggard, but she was better than before he left home.

He originally wanted to ask about family affairs, but when Yan Xueqing opened her mouth, she still talked about his affairs, without mentioning Yan's family.

"You're an Omega with a family now, pay attention when you're working." Yan Xueqing said earnestly.

She knew that the nature of her brother's work had no way to avoid contact with Alpha, and the family could understand it, but Fu Sirong, who was a legal partner, might not be able to accept it.

The Yan family is not as good as the Fu family, and with the fact that the capital chain is broken and receiving favors from others, Yan Shanlan and Fu Sirong always lack confidence in getting married.

Yan Shanlan picked up the small tomatoes in the bowl and said, "Understood, sister."

I don't know if it was because of the day's work or the traffic jam on the road for too long. He couldn't cheer up and had no appetite, so he put down his chopsticks after eating a little.

He knew it would worry his sister and ruin the atmosphere of finally sitting and eating together, but he was a little tired.

Yan Xueqing heard the soft sound of the chopsticks hitting the ceramic bowl, and looked at his younger brother who was fascinated by the bowl, and felt a pain in his heart, "I'm sorry for you, if I—"

She was interrupted by the harsh sound of chairs scraping against the floor.

Before Yan Xueqing could react, she put a cool hand on the center of her eyebrows, and smoothed her frowning eyebrows with her fingertips.

"Don't wrinkle all the time, you will get wrinkles." Yan Shanlan said standing beside her.

Yan Xueqing held that hand and asked, "Is he treating you well?"

Her younger brother has been living as he pleases, and Yan Xueqing hopes that one day Yan Shanlan can tell her what kind of Alpha he likes, instead of becoming a victim of marriage like now, groping hard in an unknown marriage.

Yan Shanlan understands her sister's worry, remembering Fu Sirong who specially came to pick him up last night, said with a smile: "It's pretty good, don't stick to me."

Except that he changed from unmarried to married, and moved from the south of the city to the north of the city, his life was almost the same as before.

He was still Yan Shanlan, the notorious Yan Shanlan.

Yan Shanlan's smile was sincere, but it was not the same in Yan Xueqing's eyes.

"Although I have some friendship with Mr. Fu in private, it's not good enough to ask for help." Yan Xueqing paused, "If you wait a little longer, there may be other ways, at least not so hastily. marry."

Yan Shanlan shook his head, "But I don't want to see you working so hard."

Everything about the Yan family rests on Yan Xueqing, growing up together, Yan Shanlan can't watch her sister bear all this alone.

If there is no Fu Sirong, he is willing to give everything he has to help her.

Yan Xueqing was silent for a while, and finally seemed to compromise, saying: "If he treats you badly, come back at any time, the Yan family can't support you, but it will always be your safe haven, don't force yourself."

Yan Shanlan touched the raised piece in his pocket, and gently agreed.

After dinner, Yan Shanlan got up and went back to his room.

When he went to Fu's house, he moved a lot of things. Except for the old clothes from his childhood, the wardrobe was almost emptied, and there were nothing left of the bookshelves and drawers.

But two days ago, Yan Xueqing asked the housekeeper to re-arrange some of the original ones. When Yan Shanlan came in again today, the room was no longer as empty as when he left.

It can't be said that it is exactly the same as before, everything is new, but Yan Shanlan is very happy.

He took a gamble to marry Fu Sirong, and his sister was angry, but she was still willing to spoil him.

Yan Shanlan collapsed on the bed, her long black hair spread out on the bed, exuding a soft luster under the light of the chandelier, like black high-grade satin.

Yan Xueqing leaned against the door frame, and asked abruptly, "What did he mean by 'contact again'?"

Yan Shanlan, who was lying drowsy on the bed, jumped up in shock, sitting there with disheveled hair, blinking his eyes at her.

"Huh?" Yan Xueqing lengthened the ending, not giving him a chance to get away with it.

"I slept with him, and he said he would be responsible." Yan Shanlan didn't hide it from her, and said everything.

Yan Xueqing was worthy of being the person in charge of the Yan Clan. He had seen strong winds and waves, and his reaction was much calmer than that of Jiang Wan.

When she heard that they had really slept, her expression just lost control for a moment.

That day when Fu Sirong came to the door with a prenuptial agreement, Yan Xueqing vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and that feeling of strangeness reached its peak when Yan Shanlan talked with him.

It seemed like a long-planned conspiracy, but she had no evidence.

"Have you signed the agreement?" Yan Xueqing asked with a headache.

Yan Shanlan said, "I signed it."

Yan Xueqing asked again: "Then have you looked carefully?"

"You said that his offer is very good, so I have nothing to worry about." Yan Shanlan looked at her, "I believe in you."

Yan Xueqing didn't know whether he had read it or not. The terms of the Fu family were very good, it can be said that it was very loose. After one year, Yan Shanlan could leave if he wanted to, without having to cede property.

But what she couldn't understand was Fu Sirong's attitude.

Others said that it was the Yan family who sent their son to Fu Sirong's bed, but in fact it was Fu Sirong himself who proposed to marry Yan Shanlan.

This prenuptial agreement even gave Yan Xueqing the illusion that Fu Sirong had long admired her younger brother, but according to Yan Shanlan, they had only met once, and it was too sentimental for such a deep-rooted love.

Yan Xueqing rubbed Yan Shanlan's hair, "But do you like him?"

"I like it..." Yan Shanlan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the folds of the bed sheet, and the expression on his face was covered by his hair hanging down.

"Sister, do you still remember when you were a child..." His voice was so small that Yan Xueqing couldn't hear him, and asked him, "What do you remember?"

Yan Shanlan was silent for a moment, but said: "It's nothing, I just remembered wrong."

Yan Xueqing didn't care, and rubbed his head twice to let him rest early.

Yan Shanlan lay on the bed and looked at his mobile phone, but Fu Sirong still didn't reply to the message, wondering if he was still busy.

It's not too late now, and the sound of neighbors walking their dogs can still be heard outside the house, but he didn't receive a message from the time the neighbor went out until the neighbor came back.

Yan Shanlan threw the phone beside the bed, hugging the quilt into a ball.

Everyone has forgotten that little episode in childhood, only he still remembers it.