Chapter 53: Chapter 53: 053 The master is here, where are you looking?

Miss Shi never blushed, nor did she feel awkward. After a bunch of nonsense, she didn’t feel guilty at all. She simply sat down on the sofa, eyes fixed on the human-shaped pillow, wondering if the dog of a man would let her keep it, even though it was her possession, but after all, it was his face.

Yan Shixiu smiled wryly, leaned forward, and asked, “I’m right here, where are you looking?”

Shi Lan met his gaze with an annoyed look, wearing an expression that seemed to challenge, “What are you going to do about it?”

“I’m asking you, when did I ever bump into you?” Mr. Yan began to inquire, cherishing this moment of solitude deeply in his heart.

“Not before, but now you have,” Shi Lan fully embodied the spirit of shamelessness.

“Oh? How did it happen?” Yan Shixiu raised his tone of voice.

Shi Lan: “…”

Flirt with me one more time, why don’t you?

Iron Straight Lan could smash your skull open!

“Mr. Yan, your deceased wife is not even cold in her grave yet.”

“How do you know what my wife cared about?” Yan Shixiu asked as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Because I am the lady sitting right in front of you!

Yan Shixiu also knew that Miss Shi couldn’t be teased too much. So before she lost her temper, he changed the subject: “Now that it’s just the two of us in the room, you should finally tell me why you made my pillow, right?”

Facing the dog of a man, Shi Lan’s desire for revenge surged: “If I said it’s for warding off evil, would you believe me?”

“I guess… not really.” Yan Shixiu adjusted his glasses, the corners of his lips curling up, “You excel at making things up, but you could have thought of a more perfect excuse. Or should I make one up for you, that you’ve fallen for me?”

This time, Shi Lan was quite calm, crossing her arms: “Do you think that’s possible?”

“That hurts.” Yan Shixiu sighed in disappointment, “After a busy night, is this all I get in return?”

Who are you trying to seduce here?

Shi Lan was exasperated because the Yan Shixiu before her completely overturned her perception of him, and she couldn’t control her tone to be somewhat harsh: “What exactly do you want then? To sleep here?”

The feeling of their argument seemed to suddenly carry the taste of a past life. Yan Shixiu didn’t want to quarrel this time and took a step back, saying, “Like tonight, just reduce some of the restrictions and rejection towards me, that’s all.”

Having said that, he rose from the sofa: “It’s late, you should rest, we have shooting tomorrow.”

Seeing him take two steps away, Shi Lan suddenly raised a question: “Why me?”

“Is that bad?” Yan Shixiu tossed the question back, his tone a touch tender.

Is that bad?

Shi Lan couldn’t answer, but seeing Yan Shixiu’s gaze lingering on the human-shaped pillow, she suddenly lunged forward and protected it fiercely: “Don’t get any ideas about my pillow.”@@novelbin@@

It was her lifeline.

Yan Shixiu laughed softly again, because what Shi Lan was holding onto was also him, though for now a substitute. But why didn’t she become anyone else’s but happened to become his?

“Is it that important to you?”

Shi Lan huffed, What’s it to you?

Mr. Yan was thrilled, even felt like setting off fireworks to celebrate. Although the lady didn’t fully explain why, since she’d chosen him, he was willing to wait.

And one day, he would replace that pillow with himself!

“I’m off. I’ll take care of the cleaning up. This won’t happen again in the future.”

After he spoke, Yan Shixiu pulled open the door.

Outside, five people stood at attention as punishment. Yan Shixiu was about to leave with his assistant when Sun Ling gathered his courage, stepped forward, and said to Yan Shixiu: “Mr. Yan, may I have a word please?”

After hearing Sun Ling’s words, Yan Shixiu suddenly had a strong premonition that whatever Sun Ling was about to tell him would tug forcefully at his heart.

Yan Shixiu did not respond but motioned for Sun Ling to head to the viewing balcony.

…

Under the night sky, Yan Shixiu stood before the railing and turned to look at Sun Ling: “Go ahead.”

“Mr. Yan,” Sun Ling moved a little closer and then whispered, “An Lan made that pillow because she has a serious problem with insomnia. She didn’t want to cause trouble, but she needed to act and couldn’t use alcohol to help her sleep. Please don’t blame her.”

Insomnia.

Yan Shixiu was taken aback for a moment and tried hard to recall Shi Lan’s sleeping patterns. In his memory, her sleep was very light, easily disturbed, but it was never a case of being unable to sleep. But thinking of Shi Lan’s wine cellar and how she avoided tea and coffee, Yan Shixiu suddenly understood her intention behind making that pillow.

So, could his importance actually compete with her treasured wine cellar?

“Take good care of her,” he said and quickly walked away.