Chapter 1797： Elopement (1)

The servants at the door all held their breaths and dared not make the slightest noise, for fear that Lan Huan who was in anger would be angered, and he would be killed.

Lan Huan went straight out, the door slammed shut, and Lan Yue fell to the floor feebly, tears falling silently.

She could feel that Lan Huan was telling the truth.

If she left desperately, Lan Huan might really kill An Ziqi.

Before, Xiao Chen took her back to Xiao's house to meet An Ziqi. Unlike them, her smile was very clean and warm. After watching it, she felt like a spring breeze, and she couldn't help but want to protect her.

People like them who live in the dark world all year round long for sunshine and warmth.

She thought this might be why everyone in the Xiao family held her in their palms and tried their best to protect her.

She didn't want to marry that young master, but, An Ziqi was so kind and Xiao Ai was so young, how could she bear to let her die.

Lan Huan was really crazy for revenge.

What should she do?

Alan, the servant next to her, walked over and carefully reached out to help her up, "Miss, it's cold on the ground, you can get up first."

Lan Yue's hand was painful and she couldn't help but shrink back, and then she saw that Lan Huan pinched a circle of bruise on her wrist just now.

Alan frowned distressedly, helped her onto the bed, and went to the side to find a swelling and pain relief ointment.

Carefully smear her evenly, after thinking about it, pursing her lips and whispering, "Miss, don't face the young master in the future. You will suffer in the end. Even if you don't want to, you will agree first. I think there will Way."

The time she gave Lan Yue to be a servant was not too short. The eldest lady had always treated her well, but she had no memory now, so she had forgotten her.

Lan Yue bit her lip and looked at the bruise on her hand, "I see, you can go down first."

Alan was a little worried, for fear that she couldn't think about it, the previous fever was staged again, and he hesitated to speak.

"Miss, don't do anything stupid. Only by living can you fight for what you want."

Lan Yue pursed her lower lip, "I know, don't worry, I won't do stupid things. You have taken care of me for a few days and I am tired, so go and rest."

"Well, I'm not far away. Miss has something to call me."

Alan was obviously still a little worried, and after speaking, he turned and walked out.

Lan Yue looked at the thick purple circle on her wrist, lost in thought.

Although she had lost her previous memory, after she woke up, Lan Huan told her that she was Chu Yu until now.

Everything Lan Huan did was purposeful, just like Lan Huan placed her next to Xiao Chen before, but made her stand still.

It was just to divert Xiao Chen and the others' attention, so as to buy them time for layout.

Lan Huan is now letting her marry the young master of the Delane family, definitely not just to get them married.

He must have another purpose.

With his palms tightly clenched, what does Lan Huan want to do?

In the evening, Lan Huan asked her to send her dresses and jewelry, and asked her to choose and prepare to attend tomorrow's press conference.

Conference?

Lan Yue suddenly thought of something in her mind, pursed her lower lip, and said calmly, "I want this light blue dress. Take the rest."

"Miss, take a look, which set of jewelry you want to wear." The servant asked from the side.