"Master Zhan, why does this room need to be decorated differently from other rooms?" Luo Shihan felt very strange.

The entire villa highlights a simple yet elegant style. This room alone is classical and dreamy, just like an ancient girl's boudoir.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Luo Shihan with surprise in his eyes, and raised his lips in pleasure, "What do you think?"

Luo Shihan looked at him blankly, her memory going back seven years.

Yan Zhengling was in a serious car accident. After being reborn, the shocking news he heard was that Jue Zhan Han was getting married. But the bride couldn't show up at the wedding for some unknown reason——

And she used some tricks to successfully attract his attention and let him choose her as his wife among the crowd.

He nodded, "Yeah."

This room was indeed designed for Zheng Ling! It just added many elements that keep pace with the times based on her preferences.

She liked to appreciate lotuses, so he solidified the moonlight of the lotus pond into a painting and moved it to the indoor screen.

She has always been curious, who is the absent bride?

She is the woman that Lord Zhan Han cares about, right?

"It's designed for the girl you like!" She couldn't hide her frustration, and her voice became very deep.

Luo Shihan felt a little depressed at the moment because of the girl he had hidden in his heart.

"Master Zhan, since you like her, why don't you marry her?" Luo Shihan asked puzzledly.

He said calmly, "Heaven does not grant what people wish for."

She likes pink, but pink is a color that makes him dizzy when he sees it, so he can only abandon the pink dress in the whole house and make some embellishments.

...

But his clever transformation obviously did not allow her to discern his intentions.

She frowned, and the scar on her forehead suddenly appeared in Lord Zhan Han's eyes.

He suddenly reached out his hand and gently touched the purple scar, his eyes filled with regret.

"Did Bai Nanning do it?" His voice became inexplicably cooler.

Luo Shihan suddenly felt that the regret that she had been asking for and not getting from Zhan Hanjue for many years should come to an end.

After all, Zhan Hanjue is also a poor person like her, unable to love her.

"It turns out that nothing in this world can be perfect." Luo Shihan said with emotion.

"I forgot." She said weakly.

At that time, she was so hurt by Zhan Hanjue's indifference and ruthlessness that she felt no pain when someone else's fist fell on her body.

"Call back next time." He said calmly.

Luo Shihan nodded.

"Why don't you fight back?" he asked.

He knew that she had also practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, just to protect herself.

She sat upright in front of him.

"Master Zhan, my skin is actually very rough, and it will heal on its own without medicine." Luo Shihan said tremblingly.

"You can't leave scars. Otherwise, the wedding photos won't look good." He said seriously.

Luo Shihan looked at him in astonishment and suddenly burst out laughing, "Do you think Miss Bai is someone I can see whenever I want?"

Zhan Hanjue ignored her, but took out a tube of ointment from the drawer, sat in front of her, and applied it to her wound carefully.

"Master Zhan, I'll do it myself." Luo Shihan was flattered. When she reached for the medicine tube, she was slapped by Lord Zhan Han, "Don't move."

Luo Shihan suddenly raised her head in shock, but by chance, her lips brushed against his, and the two of them just looked at each other.

Luo Shihan touched her electrocuted lips and looked at the stunned man in fear.

Waiting for the man's volcano to erupt!

"Master Zhan, I didn't mean it!" She was about to cry.


Chapter completed!