Chapter 32: Heartfelt Confession (Part 3)

Lan Su didn't know whether he was crazy or the world was crazy.

In her chaotic and tangled memories, someone carried her from the first floor to the second floor, and when she finally lay on the bed and opened her eyes, what she saw was indeed Huo Yan.

　　Can Huo Yan hold her in a wheelchair?

　　Or, is there nothing wrong with her leg at all?

　　No matter which reason it was, it was enough to shock her. However, the latter revealed a mysterious fear.

　　After washing up and going downstairs, Huo Yan was enjoying family happiness with Mini in the living room as usual.

　　She was wearing a pair of dark brown wide-leg trousers today. The trouser legs were quite long, so even for someone as tall as Huo Yan, who was 173cm tall, the ankles were completely covered.

　　If paralysis lasts for a long time, the leg muscles will atrophy, and there will be no sensation or response.

　　She had never seen Huo Yan's legs, only her ankles. The thin and smooth lines of her ankles were like the bright pearls in a clam shell.

　　Do you want to lift up your trouser legs and take a look?

　　When this thought flashed through his mind, Lan Su slapped himself hard in his heart - like a pervert.

　　How about pretending to step on her foot accidentally?

　　But, the footrest of the wheelchair is more than ten centimeters. How careless must she be to cause a flying kick?

　　While she was thinking about it, Huo Yan's eyes had already examined her three times.

　　"morning."

　　Huo Yan greeted her first.

　　Lan Su jumped out of her world of contemplation and awkwardly tucked her long hair behind her ears.

　　"Good morning." She said, "I seemed to be drunk last night. Did I cause you any trouble?"

Huo Yan's eyes lingered on her fingers that were subconsciously grabbing her trouser legs, and she raised her eyes:

　　"No. You like to sleep when you're drunk."

　　"Yeah."

　　Lan Su thought about what to say for a while, but finally decided to get straight to the point:

　　"I was in a daze yesterday, and it seemed like someone carried me up. Then when I opened my eyes, I saw you."

　　The hand that was stroking Mini's head paused for a moment, and Huo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze obscured by the light from the lenses.

　　"It's me." She agreed readily.

　　Lan Su was surprised: "What about your legs?"

　　"I was the one guarding your bedside, but it was Xiaolan and the others who carried you upstairs."

　　"But I smell you."

　　"What is the taste?"

　　"It smells like ebony perfume. You're the only one in the house who wears this scent."

　　"You smelled it wrong."

　　"I have a very sensitive nose."

　　"Alcohol sends the wrong message to your brain. Besides, how can you smell something when you can't even walk?"

　　After a tug of war, Huo Yan finally gained the upper hand.

　　Lan Su bit the thin flesh inside her mouth angrily. Not to mention that pretending to be disabled for more than ten years was itself very weird. Even if it was true, Huo Yan would not tell her.

　　However, the words "I don't hate you, not now and not in the future" from last night lingered in her heart, softening the sharpness and thorns of her first half of life. At least she told Huo Yan that she would not hurt her.

　　His voice became deeper, and he said slowly:

　　"I just want to tell you, if you have any problems, you can tell me and I will do my best to help you."

　　After getting married, Lan Su wore a mask, and so did Huo Yan. Their life experiences and original families forced them to grow up in the dark and never reveal their cards easily.

　　At the same time, they will not explore other people's cards.

But that day, Lan Su crossed the line.

　　The premise of crossing the line is that someone else also crossed the line the night before.

　　"good."

　　Huo Yan responded to her words. After going through countless hardships, she realized how heavy the meaning of this "yes" was.

　　After putting the Mini down, the two prepared to have breakfast. Huo Yan drove his wheelchair to the kitchen to wash his hands, but accidentally bumped into Xiaolan who was carrying a full bowl of porridge.

　　"ah!"

　　boom--

　　The bowl overturned, and the boiling hot lily porridge spilled onto Huo Yan's thigh.

　　"Ah! Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

　　Xiaolan panicked and patted the porridge off her trouser legs. The sticky rice grains stuck to her trouser legs and slowly soaked through the cotton and linen fabric. In just a few seconds, her delicate fingers were burned red.

　　From beginning to end, Huo Yan did not react. The legs that were attacked by the hot lily porridge seemed to be unconscious and did not move at all. She did not even flinch for a moment.

　　"It's okay, call Ali and I'll go up and change."

　　Lan Su saw it all and completely rejected the idea of pretending to be disabled - for someone with a strong self-esteem like Huo Yan, if he was not really disabled, why would he be willing to sit in a wheelchair and be talked about by others?

Help wipe the remaining mucus on the trouser legs with a tissue, and don't let go until the temperature drops, and then let it stick to the skin.

　　He bent down, put one hand around Huo Yan's back, and put the other hand through her knees, trying to pick her up horizontally, but the side effects of the hangover were too great. He felt dizzy as soon as he exerted a little force, and the person fell back after he lifted her up a few centimeters.

　　"Why!"

　　Lan Su shook her head with difficulty, and her hanging hair swayed slightly, emitting fragrance.

　　The sudden hug left Huo Yan confused. He raised one hand in the air, feeling a little overwhelmed for the first time.

　　"What?"

　　Lan Su Chengran: "Some of it spilled on the wheelchair seat as well. I want to pick you up so it will be easier to clean up."

　　Xiaolan was feeling uneasy - when had her Master Huo ever been carried like a princess?

　　Quickly rescue:

　　"Miss Lan, it's okay. Mr. Huo has several wheelchairs. After you change your clothes, you can just sit in a new one."

　　Lan Su awkwardly pulled his arm back from the man's knee, "That's fine. Do you want my help?"

　　Huo Yan sat back down and leaned on the armrests on both sides: "No, you have to shoot a music video today, go quickly after dinner."

　　"The shooting started that afternoon."

"You have to put on makeup and check out the location in the morning. This is your first MV after your debut, so take it seriously."

　　Lan Su pursed her lips unhappily, thinking that she was just concerned about Huo Yan, but that didn't mean she wasn't serious about her work. When she was at the Lan family training ground, she was a famous curler.

　　But she only dared to criticize this secretly, and just nodded and agreed on the surface.

　　Huo Yan is such a boring person.

　　She came to this conclusion.

　　On the other side, Huo Yan drove the wheelchair into the elevator. The moment the door closed, he raised his hand on his leg and scratched the position of his heart with his index finger dully. It felt a little itchy.

　　Just now, Lan Su was unhappy and pursed her lips subconsciously, her upper lip curled up and pursed into a curved slide. At that moment, Lan Su was not wearing a mask, was defenseless, and was subconscious.

　　That is Lan Su who truly has an interesting personality.

　　Kind of cute.

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Superstar singer Guo Le has started filming the MV for his first song "Ferry" after his comeback. The heroine has been chosen to be newcomer Lan Su, who plays the role of a ferry girl on the riverside.

　　Guo Le's configuration has always been at the top of the pyramid in the music industry. The shooting period was seven days in total, with a total of six indoor and outdoor studios and eight outdoor locations.

　　On the first day of filming in the greenhouse, Huo Jingjing, who played the role of a passenger on the ship, arrived first.

　　"Director Wang, just give him two more shots."

　　There are reasons for being one step ahead, for example, the role that was obtained through coaxing and using backdoors is not enough, and you want more scenes.

　　Director Wang took off his baseball cap, and his sparsely haired head looked shiny and bright under the spotlight.

　　"Jingjing, it's not that I don't want to help you. This MV was strictly supervised by Sister Yi, and even the heroine was selected by her personally. If I give you a role at that time, I will not be able to explain it."

　　"Yi Hong doesn't know how to shoot. Everyone knows that you are an expert in MVs. When the time comes, if you put in a few good words for her, won't she agree?"

　　"It really can't be done, Jingjing. Guo Le is counting on this MV to make a comeback, so we can't mess around. How about this, I'll tell the makeup artist and ask her to make you look prettier."

No matter how much we persuaded him, the director just wouldn't give in.

　　Huo Jingjing returned to the dressing room in a rage and threw the water handed to her by the assistant onto the ground.

　　The water spilled all over the floor, and another assistant came up to comfort him:

　　"It's okay, sister. The amount of your role is not that important. The most important thing is that this is the music video of a superstar. You have such a good image, you will definitely be unforgettable as soon as you appear on the screen. We will find a makeup artist later and ask her to make you prettier. I guarantee that you will outshine the female lead!"

　　Huo Jingjing crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the bottles and jars placed in front of the makeup mirror. The moment her eyes fell on the liquid foundation, an idea came to her mind:

　　"Lan Su, you are a newcomer, why do you compete with me?"

　　Especially, he is Huo Yan's man.

　　Turning around, he ordered his assistant:

　　"Go get that potion from last time."

　　The company bought her the liquid to clean the grease in the nanny car. It was very concentrated and had to be diluted before being used to clean the car. If it got mixed with the foundation...

　　"Lan Su, just wait for your face to be rotten."