Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 279 - Chapter 279 Do you still have doubts about me 279

Chapter 279: Do you still have doubts about me, 279? Chapter 279: Do you still have doubts about me, 279? It was eleven o’clock at night when Shi Lan arrived at Shuangshi, and the entire building had already fallen into silence.

Xun Yinghua escorted Shi Lan into Yan Shixiu’s office and then closed the door behind them.

Not having seen her for two days, Yan Shixiu got up from his office chair, promptly went over to Shi Lan, lifted her into his arms, and swung her onto the office desk.

It wasn’t that they had to be constantly glued together, but once they touched, the flames were uncontrollable.

The young lady looked up, kissed Yan’s Adam’s apple, and then said, “Didn’t I tell you to wash up and wait for me?”

“Isn’t it better to do it together?” After speaking, Yan Shixiu picked her up and headed toward the lounge inside the office, “I originally wanted to take you home, but, sorry, it seems I couldn’t wait.”

When they entered the lounge, Shi Lan saw the furnishings and also noticed the women’s products.

Yan Shixiu placed her on the bed, kissed her wrist, and then explained, “Everything is your size.”

Satisfied, the young lady leaned against Yan’s chest and asked playfully, “Looking at your setup, uncle, are you planning to have an affair here in the long term?”

“Then… do you want to go register with me?” Yan Shixiu smoothly steered the conversation into a proposal.

Upon hearing the word “register,” Shi Lan hesitated for a moment.

Yan Shixiu clearly felt her hesitation, deliberately wrapped his arms around her tighter, and kissed her, attempting to divert her attention.

But Shi Lan blocked his lips, deliberately provoking him, “You think you can turn me into a married lady just like that? Isn’t that too casual?”

Yan Shixiu didn’t say anything.

“Or are you saying that without that piece of paper, we are nothing?”

“Of course not.” Yan Shixiu sat on the bed and answered seriously.

“Then you don’t trust me?”

“I want to make things easier for you in every aspect. I don’t want others to think you’re an artist who snagged a sugar daddy, nor do I want them to think I’m only playing with an artist. Do you think they won’t gossip if we register later? They will anyway. Instead of letting you end up in an awkward situation then, it’s better if you start as Mrs. Yan right away. That way, you can demand openly, restrict rightfully, and besides, you already are…”

After hearing Yan Shixiu’s explanation, Shi Lan was silent for a while.

Both were just thinking of the other, not considering their own circumstances.

“Shi Lan, let me return to where I belong. No matter what others say, I know what I am doing. Don’t reject me…”

Shi Lan still didn’t give a definite answer.

It wasn’t that she thought registering was bad, but Yan Shixiu had just announced his feelings for his late wife at the inauguration and turning around to marry a young artist could hurt his reputation.

Seeing that Shi Lan did not respond, Yan Shixiu exerted more force, and soon, the lounge was filled with the sound of their intertwined breaths.

“So, you really want to be my husband?”

“I am already your husband, and since fate has decreed that we can only have each other, let’s bind tightly together.”

To bind tightly together, to entwine passionately.

Essentially, the young lady couldn’t resist this temptation, but she knew very well that this was not the best time to register for marriage.

So, when everything had settled down, Shi Lan, leaning in Yan Shixiu’s arms, said, “Boss Yan, making me relent isn’t that hard. Why don’t you try proposing, make an effort?”

“Last night, wasn’t I ‘making an effort’ to propose all along?”

Shi Lan glanced at the wall clock and then said, “Perhaps, you could ‘make an effort’ once more?”

The topic was successfully diverted.

Shi Lan didn’t have any aversion to the matter of marriage registration; for her, it seemed only natural. Had the timing been right, it was very likely that she would have gone to retrieve her marriage certificate with Yan Shixiu the very next morning. She could feel just how much he wanted to tie her to his side, even to the point of recklessness.

But when she asked herself, did she hate it?

No, she was even more possessive than Yan Shixiu.

From head to toe, she wanted to claim this person as her own.

Just after seven, Shi Lan changed into a set of clothes that Yan Shixiu had prepared for her in the closet. Before leaving, Shi Lan leaned close to Yan Shixiu and said, “The next few days I have a lot of night scenes; I’ll be very busy.”

Yan Shixiu took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist and asked in a low voice, “Do you still have hesitations about me?”

“I had already changed the subject, and you’re bringing it back,” Shi Lan sighed, sitting down on the bed, “Though there’s progress, at least you won’t keep things bottled up anymore.”

“Shi Lan…” Yan Shixiu called out, helpless.

“It’s not that I don’t want to marry you, nor is it because I’m still considering a way out. It’s just that getting married now will hurt your reputation. Who told you to say those things at the inauguration? You brought it upon yourself. Others may not care, you may not care, but someone has to care for you, right?”

After hearing this, Yan Shixiu embraced Shi Lan in his arms.

“So, you agree to the marriage registration?”

“I agree, but not right now.”

“Mm, I know, my fiancee. Hello.”

Wasn’t this just a step away from being his wife?

After hearing that, Shi Lan immediately realized this was Uncle Yan’s tactic and pushed him away, “Yan Shixiu, unless you propose to my satisfaction, I won’t let you get away with it.”

Yan Shixiu leaned against the headboard and finally laughed, “You will be satisfied.”

The Miss snorted lightly and turned to leave Shuangshi.

After Shi Lan left, Yan Shixiu made a phone call. The estate he had previously taken Shi Lan to indeed was intended as a new home for the Miss, named Jinlan No.1.

And regarding the tattoo mentioned by the Miss, he felt that it was the consciousness a fiance should have, to engrave the name of his beloved on his body.

…

In the following days, the two barely had time to meet.

Either Shi Lan was filming late night scenes until three or four in the morning, or Yan Shixiu was on business trips out of town. Even when they did have a moment free, they were mostly catching up on sleep.

Shi Lan got the information about An Lan’s brother, An Yang, from Yan. This debt-ridden scoundrel had gone into hiding, feeling guilty after his sister’s suicide. Now he had signed up for a bar gig, working at night, dodging debt by day, and occasionally appearing at the lottery station outside the rented apartment, still dreaming of striking it rich overnight.

An Lan and An Yang had been orphans from a young age and were later fostered by an uncle and aunt’s family.

Perhaps due to the humiliation of dependance for a long time, An Yang has always been restless. In pursuit of overnight riches, he was misled by relatives into making unrealistic investments and, like an addiction, even dabbled in high-interest loans.

After reading these details, Shi Lan came up with a few nicknames for the Little Demon King.

Prince of Daydreams, a whiz at digging pits for his sister.

This damn fool had been scammed so many times, could he not learn his lesson?

This idiot fattened the pockets of his relatives, yet led his own sister to ruin.