er.The cashier was a woman in her forties. When she looked up, her eyes widened. While scanning the payment and collecting money, her heart fluttered with romantic feelings. She wished Huo Shaoting's...Ho Jiao was free, but she didn't want to be too clingy.

They're not in a normal relationship, it's just following the tradition of marriage. Besides, she can't let go of that past thing, and she doesn't treat Jiang Lan with the same warmth as before, so there's no sweetness to their relationship anymore.

She was silent for a moment, and Jiang Lan could tell what she was thinking.

He didn't press her, but instead said softly, "Then get some rest."

Huo Jiao nodded.

She sent him downstairs to leave. By this time, Jiang Lan's alcohol had mostly worn off. As he went downstairs, he happened to meet Huo Shaoting. Huo Shaoting was flipping through a newspaper and glanced up at him with a faint tone: "Going back"

Jiang Lan listened carefully and didn't dare to be presumptuous. She politely replied, "I will come with my parents to visit you another day."

Ho Shao-ting looked at him for a long while.

Finally, she muttered softly, "You little rascal!"

Jiang Lan felt a warmth in his heart despite being scolded, knowing that he was now considered one of their own. He readily agreed, saying: "Rest assured, father, I will never disappoint Huo Jiao again."

Huo Shaoting hesitated to speak, but in the end, he said nothing.

Huo Jiao sent Jiang Lan to listen.

Jiang Lan listened and opened the car door. He turned to look at Huo Jiao, asking softly, "Why did you suddenly agree I thought you would be angry with me for a long time."

The evening breeze ruffled Huo Jiao's long hair, obscuring her stunning features.

Outside, she was more ethereal in her beauty.

Jiang Lan couldn't help but pull her closer, gently kissing her forehead with restraint, then whispered, "Are you not angry now"

Ho Jiao did not answer the question.

Actually, she's not angry anymore. It's just that this kind of thing has always been a thorn in her heart, something that can't be easily removed. If she's lucky, maybe in ten or eight years of a good marriage, this memory will slowly fade away. But for now, it's absolutely impossible...

She didn't respond. Jiang Lan didn't get angry, he took out the diamond ring from his pocket and put it back on her finger.

Ho Jiao refused.

He was unusually forceful this time, coaxing her with, "This was sent by Jiang Lan, not your future husband! Bring a bigger one next time!"

He tickled her little nose and teased her for listening to Hoxi.

Huo Jiao didn't speak. She looked at him, and suddenly her nose felt a little sour... She truly felt that Jiang Lan liked her a bit, but if only it were as good as before.

Her eyes were a little wet.

He wanted to say that he had never liked Song Qingqing, it was just an illusion. But now saying those words seemed like making excuses, so he didn't say anything more, only comforting her.

Huo Jiao turned her face away: “I’m not that sensitive!”

Jiang Lan listened and rubbed her nose.

As dusk fell, the weather was perfect. This was probably the best time they had spent together in their years of love. In the past, he had been too busy to spend so much time with her...

He felt it was great!

Huo Jiao did not agree to the date, but Jiang Lan still reported for duty the next morning and took Huo Jiao out for a run. ...

Early in the morning, Huo Jiao was still asleep.

The sound of the maid's voice came from the doorway: "Miss Second, Master Jiang is here. He says he wants to run with you!"

Running

Huo Jiao touched her phone and glanced at the time, it was only 6 a.m.

She rolled over and lay flat: She was just dating Jiang Lan, she wasn't killing his whole family, was it necessary to be like this

After lying there for a few seconds, she got up and ran to the balcony.

Jiang Lan heard the person in the yard, wearing a white tracksuit, looking dazzlingly handsome.

Is he here to run, or to flirt with her

Huo Jiao suddenly felt that getting married wasn't a bad thing, at least she could possess Jiang Lan's best years for several years. If he cheated on her in the future, she would drag him for years without leaving, to death with his mistress!

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