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One table.
One person.
One chair.
Lan Yinuan looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes, all of which were Ke Beinans favorites and made by her.
Today is the third anniversary of her acquaintance with Ke Beinan.
It was already eight oclock in the evening, and Ke Beinan had not returned yet.
Lan Yinuan bit her lip, and finally took the phone and dialed Ke Beinans number. The other side rang a few times before answering.
"Lan Yinuan, Im working overtime at the company tonight, you eat first and sleep first, dont wait for me."
"Oh." Lan Yinuan responded lightly with one syllable, and felt a lump in her throat, unable to say another word, and then hung up the phone.
Her body trembled slightly.
Lan Yinuan stared at the restaurant photos of Ke Beinan dining in the gossip news, took a deep breath, and took another deep breath.
Ke Beinan, he lied to her after all.
An hour later, Lan Yiran pushed the dining cart and opened the carved wooden door of the Dynasty VIP room.
Ignoring Ke Beinans sudden look when the door opened, Lan Yiran picked up the plate and placed it steadily on the table, "Fish roll in ketchup sauce, please enjoy."
"Hey, Beinan, we dont seem to have ordered this dish before." Meng Qinqin beside Ke Beinan asked in confusion.
Lan Yiran smiled slightly and said calmly: "Today is the third anniversary of Dynasty, and four dishes are specially presented. In addition to this fish roll in ketchup sauce, there are also Royal Chicken Wings, Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs, and finally a Fuqi Feipian. I wish you two a happy marriage."
These four dishes are all Ke Beinans favorites. She cooked them for him personally tonight. Unfortunately, he didnt even go home.
As for the third anniversary celebration, it is not the Dynasty, but the third anniversary of her acquaintance with him.
"Thats a nice thing to say. Whats your name?" Meng Qinqin looked up at her. She loved to hear people wishing her and Ke Beinan a happy marriage.
Just as Lan Yinuan was about to speak, her foot was suddenly stepped on, and at the same time, her cell phone rang.
She looked down with an apologetic look and opened it. It was indeed a text message from Ke Beinan. "What are you doing? Go back."
Lan Yinuan shrank her feet and said to Meng Qinqin apologetically: "My name is Lan Yinuan. If there is nothing else, I will go out first."
The moment she turned around gently, tears had already poured out.
But her steps never stopped.
As she walked out step by step, she knew that she would never look back.
The road she had walked with Ke Beinan had come to an end.
The taxi drove back to the villa, and Lan Yinuan was always very quiet.
"Miss, is the car behind you chasing you? It keeps honking the horn to signal me to stop." Suddenly, the driver broke the silence in the car.
Lan Yiran turned her head to look at the rearview mirror. She had ridden in the black Lamborghini countless times, but it looked so strange to her now.
She bit her lip slightly and then opened her mouth, "I dont know it. Please hurry up. Ill pay more."
Half an hour later, the taxi and the Lamborghini stopped in front of the villa gate one after the other.
As soon as Lan Yiran got out of the car, Ke Beinan hugged her waist, then picked her up and strode towards the villa.
Lan Yiran leaned quietly in Ke Beinans arms, but Ke Beinan felt uneasy, as if he was hugging only a body, not a person.
He suddenly got annoyed, lowered his head, and kissed Lan Yiran fiercely, as sweet as ever, or the taste he liked, "You dont like me being with other women, huh?"
"Yes." Lan Yiran spoke, savoring the kiss just now, or this was the last time she allowed him to kiss her.
"You have to like me even if you dont like me, Lan Yinuan. You have no other choice. I can give you everything except marriage." Ke Beinan growled and kissed Lan Yinuan fiercely again.
It seemed that only in this way could he prove that Lan Yinuan had always belonged to him and would never change.
