Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn

Chapter 253: 253 Your dad is mine Chapter 253: 253 Your dad is mine When Shi Lan said these words, Yan Shixiu’s heart was instantly tugged.

“We are both suffering from the same afflictions, strong or weak, what difference does it make? Without kinship, friendship, love… And then I suddenly thought of you, if you ask me what else I am attached to in this world, perhaps, it’s only you.”

To live once more, Shi Lan still faced life and death without fear.

All her expectations of this world stemmed from Yan Shixiu.

Therefore, Yan Shixiu hugged her even tighter, with more force.

“I’ve already lost you once, I won’t lose you a second time. We don’t demand anything else, don’t care for anything else, having me is enough for you because I will give you everything.”

Shi Lan clung tightly to Yan Shixiu’s neck, as if to prove her feelings for him.

The two of them stood at the door for a while, Yan Shixiu didn’t want to put Shi Lan down, and thus he said, “Sweetheart, go ahead and open the door.”

Shi Lan entered the password, and then hugged Yan Shixiu’s neck again as they stepped through their home’s doorway.

Just then, Ferrari somehow had run out of the Cat Villa and was circling at the boss’s feet.

Shi Lan got down from Yan Shixiu and then picked up Ferrari: “Always vying for affection at critical moments.”

Ferrari couldn’t move, only able to gaze at Shi Lan with big eyes.

“It gets lonely being home alone,” the boss explained helplessly.

“Tomorrow, I’ll take it to the set, let everyone there pet it bald.”

Having said that, she put down Ferrari, but clearly, Ferrari was also a creature of its own will; hardly escaping one ordeal, it clung to the boss’s pant leg, climbing up his leg, really pushing its luck.

One person, one cat, both jealous for attention.

The boss gave a helpless smile, pulled Ferrari off, returned it to the Cat Villa, and then patted Shi Lan’s buttocks saying, “Go take a shower.”

“Wait for you to join me?”

Uncle was very strict and said, “Tonight, we do nothing else, only sleep.”

“Stingy,” the dame muttered, turning to walk to the bedroom.

After Shi Lan went upstairs, Yan Shixiu finally grabbed Ferrari in his hands and said, “Harass her again, and you’ll continue to be a stray.”

Ferrari, having been threatened with feline doom, was tossed back into the villa to sleep soundly.

After Shi Lan had showered, Uncle ordered her to sleep, but once he entered the bedroom, the dame went downstairs, initially planning to settle scores with Ferrari. However, seeing Ferrari curled up into a ball in its nest, only the size of a palm, Shi Lan’s heart felt like a small corner had collapsed.

Before Yan Shixiu had adopted Ferrari, pets, whether dogs or cats, were just living creatures to her.

Shi Lan even poked Ferrari’s pink little paw pads through the glass and warned, “Your dad is mine.”

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When Huo Zhao returned to Yancheng, it was four in the morning.

He brought back all the information about Master Wuzhen.

But at this hour, he didn’t go to find Shi Lan and Tang Ze, instead, he went straight home.

Shi Lan wasn’t wrong, why would a local renowned master have no available data? Apart from him painstakingly hiding his past, there was no other reason. Thus, Huo Zhao followed the lead and reached out to his former comrades-in-arms, ultimately uncovering this enigmatic master.

At this point, Huo Zhao kind of got the sense of it.

Because Yan Shixiu sought him out had truly been a meticulous effort. All just to have him protect an artist.

Huo Zhao was young, and being a bodyguard by profession, naturally carried a sense of pride, unwilling to willingly protect just any ordinary artist. But when Yan Shixiu signed him, he mentioned the person he was to protect was no ordinary individual.

At first, Huo Zhao thought it regular, even felt Yan Shixiu had deceived him.

But after these two incidents, he realized Shi Lan really did have something special.

He now looked forward very much to seeing what Shi Lan would create with the information in his hands, and what kind of a visual feast she would produce.