The South City's richest Zhong family had doted on their beloved daughter for seventeen years, only to find they had doted on the wrong person!
Word had it that the true daughter, Kong Xi...
Chapter 181: Even in my dreams I won’t let you go
"Sister, was that person just now Mo Ya's cousin?" Zhong Yangyang walked into Kong Xiyan's room and asked her curiously.
"That's what Mo Ya said." Kong Xiyan poured Zhong Yangyang a glass of warm water: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just curious, just asking casually." Zhong Yangyang smiled and said, "Sister, where are you going to play in Xing'ertang this time?
If you haven't decided on a route yet, would you like to join us for a tour?
Qin Muyu developed a super detailed travel guide and even gave us a simple script, indicating where to take good photos of the scenery and where to take group photos.
I think he really takes this business trip seriously!"
"If he takes it so seriously, why didn't he come along?"
"Qin Muyu said he prefers working behind the scenes, saying this front-stage work isn't for him." Zhong Yangyang spread her hands. "I heard from Xiaoxiao that Qin Muyu has been giving me instructions for a long time. If anything goes wrong, he'll definitely scold me severely when I get back!"
"Then you really need to be careful. He's obviously a very controlling perfectionist." Kong Xiyan smiled. "But he's also very capable."
"That's true." Zhong Yangyang nodded. They all admired Qin Muyu's strength.
"Send me a copy of your travel guide." Kong Xiyan felt it was necessary to understand Zhong Yangyang's itinerary so that she could feel more at ease when arranging someone to protect her later.
"Eh? Sister, are you interested? Wait a minute, I'll add you to the group. There's a link in the group!" Zhong Yangyang immediately took out her phone and added Kong Xiyan to the group: "Sister, we're going to have a more relaxed time this time. We don't have to get up early on the first day. Just sleep until you wake up naturally."
"Okay, got it." Kong Xiyan saved the travel plan after joining the group: "However, I may not have time to play with you, so we'll just go with the flow."
"Will my sister be busy these days?"
"Yeah, I have a part-time job." Kong Xiyan said casually, "It's almost time, you should go back to bed."
After saying this, Kong Xiyan took away the warm water that Zhong Yangyang had only taken a sip of: "Don't drink too much water, otherwise you will get edema tomorrow."
"Okay." Zhong Yangyang nodded obediently: "Good night, sister."
"Good night." Kong Xiyan watched Zhong Yangyang reach the door, then as if remembering something, she added, "Don't forget to practice running every day. Don't think you can be lazy just because you're in Xing Er Tang."
What if...it can be used?
"Okay sister, I won't be lazy~" Zhong Yangyang smiled playfully, then turned around and went back to the next room.
After closing the door, Kong Xiyan took out the postcard Mo Ya gave her and fell into deep thought.
Although Mo Ya is not very reliable, she will definitely not act rashly when it comes to Zhong Yangyang's safety.
Placing the postcard on the table, Kong Xiyan raised her hand and calculated for a while before raising the corner of her mouth: "Let's just trust this little girl again."
At this moment, Kong Xiyan's phone vibrated, and the person who sent the message was Luo Zhenxuan.
【Where are you? 】
Kong Xiyan sent a location.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Zhenxuan also sent a location.
This time, Luo Zhenxuan did not go through the official invitation channel, but used his own connections and moved into a villa on the eastern outskirts of Xingerling.
The owner of the villa has some influence in Xing'ertang, his name is Damian Redmond.
Luo Zhenxuan originally wanted to ask Kong Xiyan if she had adjusted to Xinger, if anything had happened, if she was used to the food here, and what her plans were for the next few days. He also wanted to ask if they could meet when they had time...
But before Luo Zhenxuan could send this long list of questions, he saw Kong Xiyan sent him two words.
【Good evening. 】
"Good night?" Luo Zhenxuan, who was holding the phone, twitched his lips. A surge of anger rose in his heart, and he almost had the urge to throw the phone away!
Is Kong Xiyan really heartless?
He is from a foreign country and doesn't even ask him a question?
If he doesn't look for her, will she just consider herself dead?
No matter how indifferent you are, there must be a limit!
After all, they had been through so much together before and had lived under the same roof for so long. Did she really not care about him at all?
The more Luo Zhenxuan thought about it, the angrier he got. He held the phone in his hand, staring at the words "Goodnight" and gritting his teeth: "If I ever take the initiative to talk to you again, no, if I ever think of someone like you again! I will take your last name! Humph!"
Even the clay man still has some temper!
There is no one in this world who can provoke and control him like this!
No! It exists!
Throwing his phone away in anger, Luo Zhenxuan fell back on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
At the same time, Kong Xiyan said goodnight to Luo Zhenxuan, then yawned and endured her sleepiness to read Luo Zhenxuan's fortune. Looking at the divination, Kong Xiyan laughed out loud: "This Third Brother Luo has such a good life. He can even have romantic luck in Xing'erqu? You really deserve it..."
After yawning again, Kong Xiyan put away the fortune-telling tool in her hand and fell into a sound sleep.
On the other side, Luo Zhenxuan fell asleep with anger, and his dreams were filled with Kong Xiyan's annoying face. He could clearly see that he was already very unhappy, but Kong Xiyan still came closer and closer.
At that moment, Luo Zhenxuan felt his heart was in turmoil, as if the whole world was quiet, and there were only the two of them left in the dream.
So close, he seemed to be able to feel her breath on his face, itchy and with a faint sweetness.
Those peach blossom eyes were mysterious and gentle, like a clear spring, which made him intoxicated.
Just when he was about to sink into despair, Kong Xiyan, whose noses were almost touching his, spoke up: "Luo Lao San, are you angry? Let me see if you're crying out of anger?"
This sentence ruined the entire atmosphere. Luo Zhenxuan suddenly woke up from his dream and sat up.
At this time, the sky was already turning faintly white.
"You don't even let me go in my dreams..." Luo Zhenxuan laughed angrily: "This heartless guy..."
Lying on his back on the bed, Luo Zhenxuan was no longer sleepy, but his temples were aching slightly.
After finally waiting until daybreak, Luo Zhenxuan had no choice but to get up and make himself a cup of black coffee using the capsule coffee machine in the room to relieve his headache.
Standing by the window, gazing at the distant scenery, Luo Zhenxuan vaguely recalled his dream from last night, which made him somewhat obsessed. It was not until he recalled Kong Xiyan's provocative words that he suddenly came to his senses and muttered in frustration, "Dreams don't count."
Dreams cannot be controlled, so it cannot be considered that he thought of them on his own initiative!
"From now on, if I think of you again... I'll take your last name!" Luo Zhenxuan retracted his gaze and put the coffee cup aside: "This little heartless person!"
Unless Kong Xiyan contacts him first this time, he will never contact Kong Xiyan and won't even think about it!
Humph! He is also very busy!