After a busy day in the company, it was already late at night when An Lan stepped out of the door. The cold wind blew towards her and she shivered and wrapped her coat. Unexpectedly, the weather suddenly cooled down and the coat she was wearing was not warm enough.

When the security guard saw her, he smiled and said, "Ms. Lan, it's so hard to get off work so late. It's hard to call a taxi at this time. Why don't you come in and take a ride first and I'll call a taxi for you."

An Lan smiled and declined, saying, "No, I should be able to call the car when I walk to the intersection, thank you."

The security guard stopped saying anything after hearing this, and went in to patrol after saying goodbye.

Anlan walked to the intersection, but didn't even see a taxi.

She stomped her feet and looked around, and a familiar black sedan slowly drove over and stopped in front of her.

The door opened, Ling Yichen, wearing a brown coat, ran over, took off the scarf from her neck and wrapped it around her, and asked softly: "It's frozen, get in the car quickly."

An Lan was very surprised when she saw him. Before she could ask anything, she was already holding her hand and taking it to the car. The temperature that was completely different made her sigh comfortably.

After Ling Yichen got into the car, he stuffed the thermos into her hand and said, "Do you drink some water to warm up first. You are too thin, why don't you add more clothes?"

An Lan lowered her head and smelled the smell. The fragrant red dates and wolfberry tea came to her nose. She drank it gently before saying, "I didn't look at the weather forecast and didn't know it would cool down, so I didn't bring any clothes."

While speaking, a brown coat was already covered with her. Ling Yichen helped her to clean her collar and said with a little reproach: "If you forget to bring a coat, you can call Bai Liang and ask him to send it here. What if you catch a cold in such a cold?"

His natural behavior made An Lan slightly stunned. What he could smell the smell of cologne perfume on his body, his body was full of his temperature. The warmth seemed to have a magical power that made her not cold at all in an instant.

Ling Yichen didn't notice her loss. After finishing her collar, he started the car and drove towards the apartment. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear her response. He nodded in confusion and asked, "Did you really have a cold?"

"No, no, I'm not so weak. Besides, Assistant Bai is so busy every day, I feel embarrassed to disturb her." An Lan lowered her head and drank warm water, and asked, "By the way, have you been to the neighboring city to participate in an event today? I heard Assistant Bai say that there is a dinner party, and you will be back so soon?"

"I didn't attend the dinner, I came back after the event. I just happened to pick you up." Ling Yichen smiled gently, and his natural words gently moved An Lan's heart lake.

"Actually, you don't have to pick me up specifically. It's easy to take a taxi on this road at night. Besides, if someone sees us together, it's not good to misunderstand."

"If you don't like it, I will remember next time."

Ling Yichen turned his head and looked at her deeply, still smiling, but there was a hint of unspeakable loss in his words.

An Lan heard his hidden loss and felt a sharp pain in her heart. She shook her head and explained: "I don't mean that, I...I just think that now we are in the relationship between superiors and subordinates. If we communicate too much, it will make people misunderstand us..."

Scream-

The car stopped steadily, Ling Yichen turned to look at her, his dark eyes flashed with faint light under the light, and a low voice rang in his ears.

"Xiao Lan, in your heart, can we only have a relationship between superiors and subordinates?"

An Lan was stunned for a moment, looked up and met his deep eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She could feel Ling Yichen's love for him. He tolerated and controlled him and had never done anything that made him feel uncomfortable.

The occasional intimacy is also the same as an invisible hand that pulls her back and retracts, making people unable to tell whether it is true or false.

But she was not repulsive, and even liked his gentle care.

What he and Feng Yu brought to him were completely different.

Facing Feng Yu, she is always the one who pleases, and she is also the kind that is thankless, and in the end she is both physically and sad.

Ling Yichen always cared silently, careful and considerate, making her feel loved and cared for. She even wanted to sink into it and didn't want to wake up.

An Lan came back to her senses, avoided his eyes, and whispered: "Yichen, I don't want to talk about these things now. I want to film and do my job well now. I will talk about other things later. Is it OK?"

Ling Yichen looked at her calmly, knowing that this was her escaped words, but she couldn't bear to force her.

He suppressed the bitterness in his heart, showed a warm smile, and said, "Of course, I respect your decision."
Chapter completed!