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Chapter 757: Did He… Think About Me?

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“Then let’s go and get a certificate now.”

“No. It has to be three years from now.”

“… Reason?”

Lin Wanwan’s heart hurt a little. Although it had been over for a long time, she was still upset. “I want to observe a mourning period for my mother.”

Lu Zhanbei was speechless and couldn’t find a reason to rebut her words.

Lin Wanwan rubbed her temples. “If it’s really unbearable for you to hold it in, let’s sleep in separate rooms.”

Lu Zhanbei kissed her lips. “Even if I can’t have a big meal, it’s not bad to get some benefits occasionally.”

“That’s enough, you hungry wolf!”

Before sleeping, Lu Zhanbei suddenly asked, “Are you free the day after tomorrow?”

Lin Wanwan yawned. “I can take some time out. Is anything the matter?”

“Feng Xiaowei wants to have a gathering with us.”

Lin Wanwan half-laughed. “Are you sure the ‘us’ includes me?”

“Whatever I say counts.”

“Sure. Let’s go, then.” She was pretty curious about that Feng Xiaowei anyway.

She found a comfortable spot in Lu Zhanbei’s arms. She was about to close her eyes and fall asleep when his plain voice traveled over her head. “If Madam Yu were still alive and wished for us to get married as soon as possible, would you fulfill her wish?”

Lin Wanwan didn’t hesitate at all. “Of course.”

Lu Zhanbei sighed softly. “It’s a pity.”

Lin Wanwan knew what he wanted to say.

It was a pity there were no “ifs.”

Lu Zhanbei touched his head. “Let’s sleep. Goodnight.”

Lin Wanwan forced herself to calm down. Then, she slowly fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was three days later. Lin Wanwan had discussed it with An Qiao previously, and they didn’t arrange for her to have filming scenes that day.

Early in the morning, she and Lu Zhanbei left the city area of the Imperial Capital by car. After a three-hour drive, they arrived at a private manor.

The manor had a large floor area. Aside from state-of-the-art entertainment facilities, there was also a riding stable, shooting range, golf course, etc.

It was like a mini city.

At the entrance of the manor, they coincidentally bumped into Shen Zhiyi and Mo Chen.

What made Lin Wanwan surprised was that Ruan Baoer was here too!

“Sister Ball!”

Once she saw her, Ruan Baoer gave her a big hug. Then, she sized her up carefully. “I’ve missed you so much. I haven’t seen you for a while and you seem to have grown taller and become skinnier. Oh, your bust size seems to have increased by a cup as well. It looks like Lu Zhanbei contributed quite a bit to that.”

Lin Wanwan laughed. “You haven’t changed at all. You’re still shooting your mouth off.”

It was rare to see Ruan Baoer dressed normally. Her chestnut-colored curly hair complemented her light-colored long dress. She looked very ladylike.

She pulled Lin Wanwan to the side and asked softly, “Have Si Han been living well these few days?”

“What aspects are you referring to?” Lin Wanwan teased.

Ruan Baoer felt shy for a moment. Then, she blinked her eyes with expectation. “Did he… think about me?”

Lin Wanwan wasn’t sure as well.

Si Han kept his thoughts well hidden. Even though they had known each other for so many years, she couldn’t figure out what he was thinking at times.

“I suppose so. I heard him mention you before.”

Ruan Baoer was someone who was very easily satisfied. Upon hearing this, she broke into a smile and excitedly pumped her fists in the air.

“Really? It looks as if the chances of me being together with him is quite high. Sister Ball, ask Si Han to wait for me. I can persuade my parents soon and return to his side!”

“Go for it!”

At this time, a man who was wearing a suit and tie and dressed like a butler walked over.

He was blond, and his facial features were deep. He gestured a “please” with his hand.

“Dear guests, our count’s daughter is currently in the archery field. She asked me to invite all of you over.”
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