Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 901 You didn't sleep all night?
She more or less understands Lu Qianchen's temper. When he is angry, he will go crazy, and when he is mad, he will toss himself irrationally. She feels scared when she thinks about it. Now, while he is angry, she had better not hit the gun. Alright.

Thinking of this, Xia Weiran paused in front of the door for a while, then picked up the coffee in his hand, drank it in one gulp, and then quietly ran back to his bedroom.

After Xia Weiran drank his coffee, he was in good spirits and couldn't fall asleep even more. He checked the time with his mobile phone for a while, and then went to the balcony to pay attention to the movement next door.

When she and Lu Qianchen met for the first time that night, she could feel his danger, and instinctively rejected him, indifferent to him, and avoided him.
Later, subconsciously, after what happened to Li Zhitong, she realized that she had him in her heart.

Later, when she felt him, pampered her, cared for her, and tried her best, she also fell in love with him with confidence, relied on him, and fell in love with him...

She really thought that she could live happily ever after.

However, since the marriage proposal, the relationship between them has always been haunted by an unknown anxiety. He would lose his temper to her inexplicably, then apologize, and then lose his temper again, as if caught in a strange circle of powerlessness .

It's just that he never said why. She also didn't know where the root of the problem was.
Oh, he said it this afternoon because of Xu Muhan.

But he is open-minded, and has always only had the courtesy and distance he should have to Xu Muhan, why is he still angry?
Is it true that between her and Xu Muhan, someone should disappear and never see each other again, so that he can rest assured?
The more Xia Weiran thought about it, the more she felt disorganized, and her legs and feet were numb, so she stomped her feet and returned to the room in her pajamas.

It was almost five o'clock in the morning, and there was still no movement next door.

This is the first time that Lu Qianchen has launched a cold war against himself; this is the first time that Lu Qianchen has not stepped into Xia Weiran's room.

This is also the first time that Xia Weiran just stared at the ceiling like this, in a daze until dawn...

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Today is the anniversary of Xichen's death. Lu Qianchen, who hadn't slept all night, walked out of the study at the beginning of the morning, then returned to his bedroom, took a shower, and picked out a pure black handmade suit from the closet to change into. .

When he came out of the study and passed by the door of Xia Weilan's bedroom, he stood there for a long time before he unscrewed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xia Weiran sitting up from the bed, turning his head to look at him, his eyes were a little swollen, his mouth was pouting, and his expression was a little sad.

Lu Qianchen froze for a moment, and frowned slightly before asking, "Did you just wake up? Or have you been up all night?"

His expression was still as stiff and tense as ever, but there was a hint of worry and distress in his tone.

There was a short circuit in Xia Weiran's mind for a second. Hearing Lu Qianchen's words, he regained his senses slightly and blinked at him.

Lu Qianchen was dressed in a solemn black suit. Although his face was a bit haggard, he did not lose his demeanor at all.

Lu Qianchen looked at her blankly, blinked at him, her curved eyelashes flickered, and looked a little aggrieved, his heart immediately softened a lot.

Lu Qianchen cleared his throat, stood at the door, and didn't intend to come in, so he pretended to be cold and said, "Go back to sleep by yourself, I'm going to the company for a meeting, and you can ask the driver to take you to the cemetery at noon."

(End of this chapter)