Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn-Chapter 523 You only know me now?

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Chapter 523: 523 You only know me now?

"Didn’t you already watch it live?" Shi Lan asked.

"I was watching the comments..." Yan Shixiu said.

These people, after watching the previous episode where Shi Lan supported An Yang, continually glanced at the lady’s legs and slender waist.

The page Yan Shixiu paused on fluttered with a conspicuous member comment: "Haven’t you noticed that An Lan’s figure is really nice? Those legs, I really want to touch them!"

Shi Lan saw this and smelled the jealousy, so she turned around, grabbed Yan Shixiu’s tie, yanked it downward, and asked, "Mr. Yan, you have so much free time today?"

"At lunch, I heard the employees discussing, so..."

Shi Lan fiddled with Yan Shixiu’s tie and then continued to pull him downward.

Once his handsome face was close, she sniffed and then said, "Why do I smell a hint of sourness, Mr. Yan, have you switched to selling vinegar? Can you really silence those thousands of mouths? How many women outside fantasize about you taking off your shirt and even..."

"I’ve only had eyes for you," Yan Shixiu replied.

"Aren’t my legs exclusive to you as well?" Shi Lan raised an eyebrow, "This jealousy is unreasonable, wasn’t I once photoshopped into pictures, and you didn’t react at all?"

After hearing this, Yan Shixiu voluntarily leaned down, pinned Shi Lan against the desk edge, and asked, "Then do you remember what happened that night?"

Shi Lan tilted her head to think, recalling that stormy night, and how strenuous someone was in bed.

"You really hold grudges!"

Yan Shixiu laughed softly, then straightened up while embracing her, and said, "Wife, entering the fourth year of marriage, are you just starting to understand me?"

This man was always irresistibly charming.

On the way back, Shi Lan mentioned her friction with Long Yuying and thought back to when she was still the young lady who had collaborated with him. She instantly felt like her past self must have had water in her brain.

"Back then, you partnered with anyone based on profit, not really caring about their character," Yan Shixiu chuckled beside her.

"Is that so?" Shi Lan retorted, "You must be remembering wrong. I’ve always been the type to rob the rich to help the poor."

"Right, the villains usually end up quite miserable in your hands."

Remembering Shi Lan strutting around in her high heels back then, Yan Shixiu suddenly pulled her into his arms, saying, "You are still you, never changed, still my lady."

Shi Lan leaned into Yan Shixiu’s embrace and said, "Sometimes I think, if I could be reborn and return to my childhood, I’d definitely find you first and then make you my childhood husband."

"I would definitely agree."

"Hmph," Shi Lan snorted softly, "With your frail body? Forget about it."

No need to go back to any childhood. After experiencing so much, everything now is just perfect.

...

Late into the night, as the little rascal finished rehearsal and thought about Huo Zhao having returned to the country, he sent him a WeChat message: "Arrived home safe?"

Huo Zhao: "At your apartment."

An Yang: "???"

Huo Zhao: "I’m not quite comfortable."

An Yang: "Be there in ten minutes!"

"Little Anzai, what’s the good news? You’re smiling like that," a teammate asked.

"My brother! He’s finally opening up to me! Don’t you think I should be happy?" the little rascal, holding his phone and jacket, left the dance studio elated.

"Of course!" But...

"Doesn’t this kid only have a sister? Where did this brother come from?"

The little rascal rushed back to the apartment in record time, and naturally, let Huo Zhao have the lower bunk. After washing up, he chattered on the bed edge, looking down at Huo Zhao, "I didn’t think you’d come here."

Huo Zhao hadn’t expected it himself!

But he wanted to come because, perhaps, this is where his only friend was.

But by midnight, Huo Zhao regretted it — the guy on the upper bunk snored, ground his teeth, and talked in his sleep, making it livelier than a marketplace.