Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Seeing Yan Lan’s reply “I don’t believe it either”, Qin Shi’s hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously, and his brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character “川”.

Tonight, he was already in a terrible mood because of his grandfather's affairs, as if shrouded in gloom.

Yan Lan's seemingly simple words were like a handful of salt sprinkled on his already aching wound, making him feel even more heavy and depressed.

He knew in his heart that Yan Lan didn't believe in love most likely because of Liu Jinnian.

That man was like an insurmountable hurdle, standing in Yan Lan's heart.

Even though Liu Jinnian had done so many things to hurt her, betrayed their past relationship, and was now about to marry another woman, Yan Lan still couldn't let it go and couldn't let go of the person who hurt her so deeply.

Thinking of this, Qin Shi's eyes darkened instantly, and his eyes were full of anger.

What was that woman's look like?

How can Liu Jinnian compare to him?

A nameless anger surged in his heart, and with a bit of resentment, he threw his cell phone aside with force, then reached out and grabbed the bottle of wine on the table, tilted his head back and took a big gulp of wine.

The pungent liquid flowed down his throat, burning his internal organs, but it could not dispel the boredom in his heart.

After Yan Lan sent the message, he leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes a little empty and his mood became heavy.

She couldn't help but think of her own situation and the old man's. They really shared the same suffering. Since childhood, the poor relationship between her parents was like a lingering nightmare, making her full of doubt and resistance to those so-called romantic love stories from the bottom of her heart.

Once, she thought she really liked Liu Jinnian, but now that she calmed down and thought about it, she realized that it was just because she was obeying her mother's last words.

After learning that Liu Jinnian was not a good man, she felt a little upset, but not too sad.

On the contrary, the longer she spent with Qin Shi, the more she couldn't see through her attitude towards him.

Yan Lan sighed softly, feeling a burning sensation in her throat. Then she remembered she had been busy all night and hadn't had time to drink any water. She glanced at the time; the servants at the villa should have gone to bed by now.

She got up, put on a coat, and went downstairs.

When she walked into the living room, she discovered in the dim light that there was a person lying on the bar.

"Qin Shi?"

Yan Lan took a few steps closer, saw the man's face clearly, and called out softly.

Her eyes fell on the empty bottles beside the man, and her brows furrowed slightly.

She gently stretched out her hand and pushed Qin Shi, trying to wake him up, but as soon as her hand touched Qin Shi's shoulder, he grabbed it.

The man who seemed unconscious a moment ago now seemed to have suddenly regained consciousness.

He was incredibly strong and held Yan Lan's hand tightly. The next second, Yan Lan felt his body being pressed against the bar by a powerful force.

The man's warm breath, strongly scented with alcohol, sprayed rapidly on her face, causing her heartbeat to suddenly speed up.

The dim and warm light, like a thin layer of gauze, gently falls on the bar.

At this moment, the two shadows overlapped and the air was filled with the aroma of wine.

Qin Shi half-closed his eyes, his gaze blurred by drunkenness, yet revealing a bit of persistence and passion, firmly locked on Yan Lan in front of him.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingers were long and bony, his movements were gentle yet with irresistible force, gently stroking Yan Lan's cheek. The temperature of his fingertips seemed to carry an electric current, making Yan Lan's skin slightly hot.

"Let's see where you can escape this time, Ghost Doctor."

Qin Shi's voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat. He leaned forward slightly, pressed his thin lips against Yan Lan's ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her neck.

This sentence, like a blockbuster bomb, exploded in Yan Lan's heart.

Her pupils dilated instantly, a trace of panic and shock flashed across her face, and her heart skipped a beat, as if time had stopped at that moment.

His mind was blank, with only one thought echoing in his mind: He? He recognized her!

"Bang!"

A crisp sound broke the tense and ambiguous atmosphere.

It turned out to be Qin Shengsheng. She came downstairs to drink a glass of milk, but saw this shocking scene in front of her.

The milk cup in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and milk splashed everywhere. Qin Shengsheng stood there in a daze, his eyes wide open, and his face was full of surprise.