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The competition between the two stewards was just as intense.

Lu Bai walked across the hall and glanced at Butler Wei, who was on the phone, from the corner of his eyes. "What's the matter?"

Manager Wei put down the phone and came behind Lu Bai. "Reporting to Eldest Young Master, it's no big deal. Manager Lu was at the house and asked when Eldest Young Master and Young Madam are coming back."

"The air quality here is good. It's beneficial for the recovery of An Xia's body." "As for where she's going to live now, it's up to her."

Steward Wei's heart skipped a beat!

What does that mean?

Would they return to the house?

Manager Wei began to regret passing on Manager Lu's words …

"What were you trying to say at dinner?" Lu Bai walked towards the direction of the castle's study.

Lu Bai rarely wore any casual attire. Even when he returned to his residence, he was still wearing his shirt and trousers. His suffocating gentleman's beauty!

Steward Wei also followed suit and said, "It's like this. Old Mr. Luo Xian's people have called. They said they hope that Eldest Young Master can go and …"

"Throw the invitation away."

Lu Bai didn't hesitate at all.

"Throw it away?"

"The relationship between him and the old man has nothing to do with me, I don't want to give this face." At the corner of the grand staircase, Lu Bai's slender fingers supported the golden silk Nan Mu handrail that was shining with golden stars, the ring on his finger flashed with a beautiful light. "I don't want to bring An Xia'er to the place Moose City is at."

His gaze was ice-cold. Why did he have to let that man see An Xia'er …

During the day at the hospital, Moose City's gaze on An Xia'er made him uncomfortable for a long time.

Steward Wei finally understood the reason and quickly lowered his head, "Eldest Young Master, I'll throw it away now."

When they returned from the hospital that day, An Xia'er and Lu Bai had a discussion. Lu Bai told her to rest for three days …

It rained, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled as Anxia slept in another room in the castle of Di Cheng that night.

The maid heard her scream and pushed the door open.

"Beat..." "Thunder."

An Xia'er was wrapped in a quilt and trembling all over.

The maids looked at the trembling mound on the bed and at each other.

One of them walked over and said, "Young Madam, it's fine. It might rain in the next two days …"

"What do you mean nothing …" "Don't turn off the lights, just turn it on like this …" I don't like thunderstorms. "

"Yes, Young Madam."

The maid left the light on when she went out.

However, An Xia'er's condition hadn't improved at all. She'd always been afraid of thunder, and she couldn't say why, but she felt a deep fear from deep within her heart.

It's been a long time since S City had this kind of weather...

The rumbling thunder continued, and the lightning pierced through the night sky!

Di Cheng Castle was like a mysterious king that had lined up under the cover of night. In the middle of the night rain, the windows of the castle were still brightly lit, never to be extinguished.

Every time the thunder sounded, it was like a wake-up call to her heart, pressing down on her blood vessels, making her unable to breathe.

And she had a kind of fear towards Lehman that came from the depths of her heart. She couldn't even think of the source of this fear, but she subconsciously didn't want to hear the sound of thunder.

In the past, when she encountered a thunderstorm at An Ran's house, she would turn on the lights for almost an entire night and hide at the corner of her bed until the sun rose. Jin Chen would always accompany her in her room.

Lady An said she was being too hypocritical... She was not born with the life of a young miss, but she had her young miss's hypocrisy.

Anxia's tears dripped onto the back of her hands, boiling hot.

When the thunder sounded again, Anchor shivered.

The maid came in again and asked softly, "Young Madam, are you feeling better?"

There was no trace of An Xia'er under the quilt.

A low voice came from the inside, "... Where's Lu Bai? "

His voice was trembling, weak, and filled with fear.

"Eldest Young Master is having a video conference in his study." The maid said, "I told Butler Wei just now. I think he said that Eldest Young Master held a meeting with the Northern European branch, and it might take another two hours …"

Anxia didn't say anything.

The quilt continued to shake.

"Young Madam?"

"I... "It's fine, go out."

"..." "Yes."

An Xia'er's face was pale. A woman might want to act coquettishly when she was around someone she loved, but she didn't want to show off.

An Xia'er really wanted to run over and find Lu Bai and tell him that she didn't like a thunderstorm and wanted to hide in his embrace … But she didn't know what Lu Bai would think of her if she did this. She didn't know if he would think that she was being too hypocritical like Madam An.

Thinking of Lu Bai's transnational company video conference, An Xia'er resisted the urge to look for him, and ran into Lu Bai's room while holding her pillow.

The maid outside was calling her, but she didn't hear him. She just wrapped herself in Lu Bai's blanket and breathed in his scent to calm her heart.

The place where Lu Bai was at seemed to be a sanctuary. That night, when An Xia arrived at Lu Bai's room, the lightning in her room gradually dimmed.

It was 11 o'clock in the evening. Steward Wei was waiting outside the study when Lu Bai came out.

"Eldest Young Master, the bathroom water is ready."

Lu Bai glanced in the direction of An Xia'er's room. "Did An Xia fall asleep?"

"…"

Butler Wei lowered his head.

Lu Bai raised an eyebrow, "What's the matter?"

"Just fell asleep." Steward Wei sighed, "Young Madam doesn't seem to like Thunder Rain. The maid said that she was not in a good condition in the room and even asked about Eldest Young Master … I only heard that Eldest Young Master was in a meeting, so she didn't come to disturb us. "

Don't like thunderstorm days? Lu Bai frowned.

"However, the young madam has already fallen asleep. There shouldn't be any serious problems." "Many girls are afraid of thunder. Young Madam is still young, so she might be a little afraid of this natural phenomenon …"

Lu Bai frowned for a moment, "Do you know what the weather was like when the Chinese officials died?"

Butler Wei immediately looked up, "Could it be?"

"On the day of the Marquis of China's death, a torrential rain was falling in D City. The news said that it was a rarely seen heavy rain in a decade …"

Steward Wei was silent for a long time after Lu Bai walked towards his room.

If the young madam really was that little girl, then as expected … The memory loss of her childhood had something to do with the deaths of her parents?

There were some important things that, even if you forgot them, would leave a mark in your consciousness.

When Lu Bai returned to his room, he saw that the blanket had formed a small hill in the middle of the bed.

He walked to the bed and stood there for a while. "An Xia'er …"

There was no sound from inside the blanket.

Perhaps it was because she was tired, or perhaps it was due to the sound of thunder. Even in her sleeping state, her brows were still furrowed, her lips were slightly parted, and there were some dried tears on her face.

Lu Bai's fingers caressed her face.

"..." "Right."

An Xia gently moaned as her face unconsciously leaned against his palm.

Lu Bai nodded, "Forget it, forget it …" It's good to forget. "

Although she wanted to recover the memories of her childhood, he didn't want her to remember.

Sometimes the amnesia, is the subconscious self-protection, automatically delete some painful memory.

When Lu Bai carried An Xia'er onto the pillow, he had just put her down and she had put her arms around his neck.

She clung to him like a tree.

But she was asleep and her hands didn't have much strength. It was easy for Lu Bai to pull her hand away, but … Looking at her face up close, that pure beauty with a hint of weariness in it, Lu Bai didn't want to let go of her.

Never want to let go.

She was his, destined to be his. Ever since she said she would forgive him until her parents died, he wasn't going to let go of her …

"It's your decision. You have to rely on me for your entire life." Lu Bai bent his face down and kissed her ear. "Remember your words."

His kiss moved from her teary cheeks to her lips.

As if sensing something, the hand that had been resting on his neck tightened, and she let out a half-croak from her throat, unconsciously responding to his kiss.

In her dreams, Anxia once again dreamt of the scene where she was run over by a large truck.

The next day, the sun shone through the silk curtains.

Anthea tried to prop herself up on her elbows.

"Ah!"

The numbness spread from his back all over his body.

She fell back on the bed, blinking at the ceiling.

When she looked at the overhead light, she recognized that this was Lu Bai's room … After two rounds of thinking, the scene from last night flooded into her brain. Terrifying bolts of lightning, with Lu Bai in a video conference, she lay in Lu Bai's room in fright.

Then it seemed as if the thunder and lightning had gradually stopped. She fell asleep under the blanket and became unconscious.

After that — —

When she thought of that dream, An Xia gritted her teeth and said, "Lu Bai!"

"You're awake?"

A gorgeous voice came from the side, carrying a trace of laziness and sexiness from the early morning.

An Xia immediately turned her head to look and saw Lu Bai dressing and putting on a tie beside her.

An Xia'er grabbed the bed sheet beneath her. Her body's discomfort told her what had happened last night. "…" Didn't you say that you want me to rest for three days? "

Lu Bai had his back facing her, and a trace of a deep and low laughter came from behind him. "Who asked you to come to my room? You can't blame me for that."