Chapter 157 Dreaming of Hao Zhan

Shi Yin had a dream.

I dreamed of a very bright house.

The yard was full of daisies, and the servants were tending to the newly planted red roses. She entered the living room and saw a wolfhound lying on the carpet, and a picture album on the empty chaise longue.

She picked it up.

I saw a new wedding dress manuscript in the booklet.

During her momentary trance, the dog on the carpet suddenly stood up and ran off in a certain direction with long strides. She looked up and saw the blurry figures of a man and a woman. They were very close, holding hands and walking downstairs in unison.

She couldn't see their expressions.

She vaguely saw the man talking to the woman with his head down, his brows gentle. She wanted to get closer to hear what they were talking about, but when she ran over, she could no longer see them. She only heard the woman's clear voice saying, "Han Zhan, how do you like the wedding dress I just painted?"

The name entered her ears.

The surrounding scenery suddenly became clear.

She turned her head and saw the bright sunshine outside the window. Uncle Han, with his kind face, was cooking in the kitchen. A sturdy wolfhound, holding a fairy tale book in its mouth, ran over obediently, wagging its tail meekly.

And Han Zhan.

He picked up the album on the sofa and slowly approached her. When she looked up at him, he said to her softly, "Wife, this newly designed wedding dress is so beautiful. Can you keep it for yourself?"

She had a beautiful dream.

I dreamed of this wonderful thing.

…

Shi Yin leaned against the headboard to wake herself up.

The phone vibrated.

It was a text message from Ms. Hua, the manager of the Scre brand.

The other party had known about her illness and hospitalization over the past two days, and the first thing he asked was, "Are you feeling better, Aro?"

"Discharged."

"Already home?"

"Um."

"I was thinking of buying some fruit baskets and flowers to visit you in the hospital."

"Sister Hua, are you in Beijing?" Shi Yin asked.

"Yes, I just landed at Beijing Capital International Airport on this morning's flight and am on my way to the hotel. The wedding dress you designed for the first Heritage Series has made you famous and is also the signature of our entire Scre! It will be auctioned at Hongmei Villa in Beijing tomorrow, and I have to come in person. Aro, can you come too? It'll be a chance to see your former self."

"good."

"Then it's settled. See you at Hongmei Villa at 7 o'clock tomorrow evening."

Shi Yin gave an OK gesture, and the door was opened at that moment, and Han Zhan walked in with a medicine box and warm water. Shi Yin only found out when she contacted Dr. Rong that morning that Han Zhan had discovered her illness and the injury on her arm as early as the day she fell asleep, and had applied medicine to her every day during her coma.

He took all the medicine bottles she had hidden in her bedroom nightstand.

Store in the outer cupboard.

He said that those medicines were not shameful and that she would not need a memo to remind her to take the medicine and go for follow-up visits. He would remember them carefully and accompany her as she slowly recovered.

"Honey, who are you chatting with?"

"A friend."

"Male or female?"

"woman."

"That's great, let's talk more and have fun." Han Zhan smiled, walked straight to the bed, handed her a cup of water, poured the medicine pills, and put them into her palm.

She tilted her head back and swallowed it with water.

Han Zhan took a tissue and wiped the water stains on the corners of her lips, praising her: "You're amazing, wife, you ate them all. Uncle Han is baking cookies, come downstairs and try some later?"

Shi Yin nodded.

A message popped up in the WeChat work group.

She took a few glances and typed a few replies.

"Wife, are you going back to Shi's to work tomorrow?"

"Um."

"Then I'll take you there tomorrow morning."

Han Zhan originally planned to let her rest at home for a few more days, but then he remembered the conversation with Dr. Rong. He realized that what patients with depression fear most is having nothing to do. It is very good for her to have her own career. It can not only divert her emotions, but also help her find the unique value of Shi Yin's existence in society.

Outside the door.

Han Zhan stood outside waiting for her to change clothes.

During this time, Lu Cheng called and told her about proposing at Qinyuanchun Chinese Restaurant on the 20th of this month. Everything was ready, just waiting for him to show up with Shi Yin.

"Do you know the person in charge of the Scre brand?" Han Zhan suddenly asked.

"You want to order a wedding dress?"

"Now that we have the proposal ceremony, the wedding is also necessary."

He would provide Shi Yin with every step of the marriage, never letting her envy other women. As the main wedding dress she would wear on the red carpet, it naturally had to be the best.

Scre's heritage series of wedding dresses are world-renowned.

Han Zhan wanted to order it.

"I heard that the first wedding dress from the Scre brand's heritage series will be auctioned off at Hongmei Villa in Beijing tomorrow night. The starting price is 10 million. There are many people who want it, but with your current net worth, it won't be a problem to get it."

"I don't want this one."

"What?"

"The wedding dress on auction was made five or six years ago. It's for my wife. It has to be brand new and no one else has ever seen it."

"You mean to make a brand new wedding dress tailor-made for Shi Yin?"

"yes."

"This is too difficult. The possibility of it being accomplished is almost zero!" Lu Cheng said firmly, "Aro, the lead designer of the Heritage series, has never appeared in public. He's also cunning and eccentric, and doesn't give anyone face. Last year, the president's daughter got married and offered an exorbitant price, but he refused. Meanwhile, the An family's second daughter, An Leyao, has been making a fuss all the way from Beijing to Europe, and then to Scre headquarters. After spending the better part of a month trying to get her to agree, she still hasn't relented."

"I guess this designer is either an old, old-fashioned person or just crazy. If you want him to approve the wedding dress design, you might as well let Shi Yin do it herself. She is a designer known as the new generation of Ziweixing in the domestic design industry. She is also very good. The wedding dresses she makes may not be worse than those of the Scre brand."

"My wife is definitely better than Aro."

"and you--"

"But the main wedding dress still had to be made by Aro. The finished product was flown to Beijing by Scre brand personnel and worn by my wife. A grand wedding needs the embellishment of the brand effect."

Lu Cheng: "..."

This guy is just a stubborn one.

Anyway, I have made up my mind to buy a high-end wedding dress from the Scre brand, and it must be hand-painted by Aro designers. Only such a halo is worthy of Shi Yin.

Not long after I hung up the phone.

Assistant Yan sent a message: "Sir, I checked. Hua Jing, the person in charge of the Scre brand, will be at the auction at Hongmei Villa tomorrow night."

Han Zhan: "Get an invitation, I'll go over there."