After hearing Han Lang's words, Lu Yan's hand trembled slightly, the teacup in her hand almost fell, and her vision blurred instantly!

The sales manager thought Lu Yan was too excited and couldn't help but smile: "Ms. Lu is so happy. She can have such a considerate husband! Please sign her name here and you can drive away today."

After Lu Yan trembled and signed the name, the sales manager bowed slightly to the two of them: "Please wait, please send someone to fill the car with gas, and the two VIPs can drive away. As for the remaining procedures, our store will have a dedicated person to contact Ms. Lu tomorrow to assist you with the handling..."

Lu Yan didn't hear what the sales manager was saying at all. She just stared at Han Lang in a daze, and there seemed to be thousands of words in her unbright eyes.

Han Lang also looked at Lu Yan with a faint smile. When the sales manager respectfully delivered the car keys and relevant procedures, he slowly stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

The sky was getting darker, and a luxury car without a license plate seemed to be speeding aimlessly on the streets of Cangwu City.

"Don't you... want to say something to me?" Lu Yan finally couldn't help but speak. She looked at Han Lang's tough silhouette and felt a little nervous.

Han Lang curled his lips: "I don't want to ask you before, and I don't think you will be willing to answer. Now you are my wife, so be my wife with peace of mind. If I can never remember the past, then... you are my past and the future."

After saying this, the car became quiet again.

Lu Yan cried again, crying loudly, and tears soaked the mask on her face like a flood that could not be stopped, soaking her clothes and cuffs.

She knew that Han Lang must have guessed a lot of things, but he didn't blame her, and even made such a precious promise to her! Even if he would blame her and kill her after he remembered everything, she would have no regrets!

"Don't cry, I don't want my woman to cry." Han Lang handed a tissue and said softly.

Lu Yan took the tissue and choked and said, "Why? Do you really don't want to know your past?"

Han Lang smiled: "Of course I want to know, but I don't want to know from anyone, including you... I will not hate because others say I should hate someone, nor will I love because others say I should love someone... I only know that you have paid a lot for me. In the morning, I saw your blood on the sheets."

Blood……

Lu Yan knew what blood it was. Before the crazy happiness last night, she had also experienced unforgettable pain.

She suddenly wanted to cry again, but this time she held back because his man didn't want to cry when he saw her!

Instead of returning to the cottage in the shanty town again, they chose to stay in the hotel.

Although there are their beautiful memories in that hut, they both know that each other never belongs there. Since it is a memory, let it remain in the memory.

The next morning, Han Lang gave all the remaining money to Lu Yan and asked her to choose a new home. Then he came directly to Ruisheng Building.

Wu Qinglian, the beautiful president of Ruisheng Group, obviously had already explained Han Lang's matter.

When Han Lang arrived, the Minister of the Logistics Department immediately appeared in person to receive the reception and took Han Lang to the locker room of senior employees.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Wu told me to prepare appropriate clothes for you. Do you think there are any one you like in these sets of clothes?" the Logistics Minister asked very attentively.

There are three straight suits hanging in the locker room, including shirts, tie and sunglasses, all of which are of great value.

But Han Lang glanced at it and shook his head.

The Minister of Logistics couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that Mr. Han is not very satisfied with these pieces? But no wonder, after all, time is too hasty, and I haven't had time to find a tailor to tailor it for you..."

"Is there anything else?" Han Lang asked lightly before the logistics minister finished speaking.

The Logistics Minister nodded: "There are, but these are the best ones... the rest are in the warehouse next to him."

"Let's take a look." Han Lang pushed open the door of the warehouse and walked in.

The logistics minister was slightly stunned and hurriedly followed in. When he walked into the warehouse, he saw Han Lang standing in the corner, wondering what he was thinking about, and there were a pile of very messy camouflage uniforms.

"Haha, Mr. Han, this is the clothing our company gave to new employees during military training, and it has not been time to deal with it..."

"I want this set." Before the logistics minister finished speaking, Han Lang had already picked up a camouflage uniform with a similar figure as his and said lightly.

"What? Mr. Han, this..." The logistics minister grinned and looked at Han Lang in disbelief.

You know, Han Lang is now Mr. Wu’s personal bodyguard, with an annual salary of 10 million! People with such status will be considered to be priced even if they don’t wear high-end customized suits. How could they wear such camouflage clothes? And it’s the ones left after others have worn them!

But for some reason, Han Lang looked at the camouflage suit and looked back at the logistics minister: "I will decide my clothes myself."

"Okay... OK! Then this one..." The Logistics Minister burst into tears when Han Lang saw it, and he hurriedly wiped his cold sweat and nodded repeatedly.

Then he respectfully took out a car key and said, "In addition, this is the car Mr. Wu gave to Mr. Han. It is in the parking lot of the building. It is an off-road jeep with the license plate number..."

When the logistics minister finished talking about the license plate number, Han Lang had already changed his clothes, picked up the car key and left.

It was not until he left that the Minister of Logistics sat directly on the chair as if he was exhausted, and his whole body was already sweating profusely: "Who is the personal bodyguard invited by Mr. Wu? The momentum on his body is even more terrifying than Mr. Wu! It's so scary. I never want to see him again for the second time..."

...

Cangwu City, Ruisheng Manor.

This is one of the wealthy families in Cangwu, the private property of the Wu family. It is built in a gorgeous and magnificent manner, and the style and luxury of this wealthy family are everywhere.

At 8:50 in the morning, Han Lang drove to the gate of Ruisheng Manor.

At about nine o'clock, the extended version of Rolls-Royce that Wu Qinglian was riding slowly drove out of the gate.

Rolls-Royce slowly stopped beside Han Lang, the car window lowered, revealing Wu Qinglian's delicate face.

After looking at Han Lang up and down, Wu Qinglian frowned: "Is this the clothes the Logistics Department chose for you? It seems that they don't want to do it anymore."

Han Lang shook his head: "I chose it myself, I like this style."

"You? Haha, you really haven't seen the world..."

Wu Qinglian shook her head with a chuckle, and said helplessly: "But forget it, the guys from the Qinglong Gang are all a bunch of local buns... As for savoring this kind of thing, you will naturally learn it slowly in the future when you follow me."

As he said that, Wu Qinglian pointed to the direction of the Rolls-Royce co-pilot and said, "Get on the bus, I hope you don't embarrass me then, otherwise you will know the consequences."
Chapter completed!