Even though he knew that she wanted to take revenge on Du Mingsheng, he still couldn't help but wonder if she still had feelings for Du Mingsheng, if Du Mingsheng's words could rekindle the old feelings, and if she wouldn't be able to do it?
After all, they have been together for twenty years and are true childhood sweethearts, with many memories that belong only to the two of them.
He and Lan Shuang had only known each other for less than half a year, and their first meeting was under such terrible circumstances. How did Lan Shuang feel about him?
These thoughts kept surging, causing Jiang Han to have a headache.
"Mr. Jiang? Jiang Han? What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he had been silent and standing there in a daze, Lan Shuang stood up, walked over and patted his shoulder.
Jiang Han's pupils dilated slightly, and he suddenly came back to his senses. He said coldly: "It's okay, I'll leave first."
"Hey?" Lan Shuang watched him walk away in big strides and shouted, "You haven't promised me yet!"
Jiang Han pretended not to hear, went out and got in the car, but suddenly he didn't know where to go.
The driver asked, "Is Mr. Jiang going to the company?"
Jiang Han shook his head, hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go to the winery."
"yes."
…
"Host, Jiang Han seems jealous?"
888 suddenly came online to remind her. Lan Shuang said gravely, "I see."
"and you……"
"Now all that's left is the final push. Jiang Han can face his inner self, so of course I have to help him. If he were a very aggressive lover, I wouldn't have to worry and could just cooperate with him. But he happens to be the avoidant type. If I take the initiative, he'll just hide in his own thoughts and refuse to face his feelings. So I have to retreat in order to advance and let him understand himself, otherwise there will still be problems in the future."
888 thought thoughtfully: "Is that so? Host, don't you have any experience in love? How do you know so much?"
"Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen a pig run?" Lan Shuang turned around and sat back on the sofa. "I've read countless storybooks."
888 thought of the things she had seen in her previous life: "..."
"Besides, what do you mean I don't have any love experience? Doesn't my past life with Jun Conglan count?"
888: "...I think so, but you guys got married first and fell in love later."
"Is there any difference?" Lan Shuang took out her cell phone, found her best friend's WeChat ID, sent her a message, and asked her to meet the day after tomorrow.
888 thought about it and felt that their current situation was indeed similar to a marriage-first-fall-in-love situation. They were not in love or married, but they were living together.
Hmm...what a complicated relationship, no wonder the two of them are so entangled.
…
Jiang Han didn't come back the whole afternoon. Lan Shuang sat in the living room for a long time but no one showed up, so she had to go back to her room.
She came out of the bathroom and was drying her hair when she heard a car horn outside.
She hurried to the window, opened the curtains and saw that it was indeed Jiang Han's car. She turned her head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was ten o'clock.
"So late? Are you deliberately avoiding me?" Lan Shuang helplessly changed into a soft and loose white pajamas and went out, standing at the door of the living room to block people.
Jiang Han didn't come in by himself, but was carried in by Qi Yuan and Wen Yan on his left and right. He looked very drunk.
As soon as I opened the door, the smell of alcohol hit me in the face. It wasn't very unpleasant, but the smell of red wine was very strong.
Lan Shuang frowned: "Why did you drink so much?"
Qi Yuan helped the man walk inside and said helplessly, "I don't know what happened. Master Jiang suddenly went to the winery this afternoon and didn't leave. He drank one glass after another. He used to have a good alcohol tolerance, but he couldn't handle it anymore."
"Help him upstairs first."
Lan Shuang followed behind, and Qi Yuan continued to mutter, "No matter how I tried to persuade Master Jiang, he wouldn't listen and even got angry with me. I was afraid he'd get angry, so I could only watch from the side. I thought he was almost drunk and couldn't beat me, so I snatched the bottle away and brought him back."
Lan Shuang: “…”
Then you are quite brave.
She looked at Wen Yan, always feeling that Wen Yan would be more reliable. Sure enough, as soon as Wen Yan met her gaze, he said, "Master Jiang is in a bad mood. Miss, you should spend more time with him. Master Jiang rarely loses his composure like this. The last time was when he was a child, and it has been fifteen years."
Lan Shuang paused, then nodded: "I understand."
After putting Jiang Han on the bed, Qi Yuan was sweating all over. He wanted to say something, but Wen Yan pulled him out by his tie and closed the door behind him.
As soon as the door closed, Lan Shuang walked to the bedside and looked at Jiang Han, whose face was flushed. Her face, which usually remained calm, was rarely filled with discomfort and unwillingness.
She sighed, walked over, half-knelt beside the bed, and touched his forehead: "Why bother?"
Hearing her voice, the person on the bed with half-closed eyes suddenly turned around and looked at Lan Shuang with his blurry eyes.
Lan Shuang asked softly, "Do you know who I am?"
Jiang Han was silent for a long time before his eyes slowly focused. He spoke in a hoarse voice and slowly said, "Lan Shuang."
As if to confirm, he said it again: "You are Lan Shuang."
Lan Shuang smiled and held his hand, gently pinching his fingertips: "Yes, it's me."
Jiang Han's eyes suddenly changed, and he asked fiercely, "Why are you here? Didn't you go find him?"
"Him?" Lan Shuang raised an eyebrow: "Who is he?"
Jiang Han's chest rose and fell for a moment, and suddenly he turned over silently, with his back facing Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang: “???”
Throwing a tantrum?
"How come you're still a little cute even when you're drunk?" she whispered, then stood up and sat on the bed, holding his face and making him turn around to look at her. "Are you talking about Du Mingsheng? Are you thinking you're unhappy because I'm going to look for him?"
Jiang Han snorted softly from his nose, lowered his eyelashes to cover his deep eyes, and didn't say a word, but the word "pitiful" was written all over his face.
Looking at Jiang Han like this, Lan Shuang felt a surge of maternal love.
She leaned over and laid on Jiang Han's chest, whispering, "You don't distrust me, you just lack confidence."
Jiang Han's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his eyes: "Not confident?"
"Yes, you feel bad because I'm going to seek revenge on Du Mingsheng. You think we might still be together and rekindle our old love, but you just haven't thought about it. I just want to make a break with the past and start a new life."
Jiang Han was stunned: "A new life? Where to live?"
Lan Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What do you think?"
She raised her head, turned over and sat on Jiang Han's waist, and asked very seriously: "Jiang Han, most people would not feel uncomfortable because their subordinates are going to see their ex-boyfriends. Have you ever thought about why you feel this way?"
"Why?" Jiang Han murmured, his brain paralyzed by alcohol feeling a little slow.
"I'm asking you this question. The answer is very important to me. Think it over and tell me, and I'll tell you my future plans."
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