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Chapter 100 Dream Villa
Gu Yanshen's hand stroked Lu Xiran's hair, her cheeks, her eyebrows and eyes—so gently, so carefully, as if he were caressing a lost treasure that had been found again.
Do you know how much I miss you?
His forehead pressed against hers, their noses touched, and their breaths mingled.
"I'm going crazy thinking about it."
His thumb caressed the corner of her lips, his gaze so deep it seemed he wanted to draw her in.
Lu Xiran's mind went blank.
She forgot to push it away.
Forgot to struggle.
They even forgot to breathe.
As soon as he loosened his grip slightly, Lu Xiran used all her strength to push him away abruptly.
"Gu Yanshen!"
He staggered a step, steadied himself, and then froze.
That kiss felt so real.
The temperature was real, the touch was real, and the feeling of her heart pounding was real.
He looked down at his hands, then looked up and stared intently at her. His gaze held shock, disbelief, and a hint of fear.
Then he raised his hand and pinched himself hard.
It hurts.
—It's not a dream.
Gu Yanshen stood frozen in place.
He looked at her—wearing a coat, with red lipstick, standing alive in front of him, still breathing heavily, her eyes filled with panic and anger.
It wasn't the blurry figure in his dream who always had his back to him.
it is true!
it is true……
Lu Xiran felt flustered under his gaze. She took a step back, her voice tight:
"I...I just came to return this card."
She pushed the bank card on the island platform forward, then turned around and practically fled.
The moment the door closed behind her, she leaned against the wall in the corridor, gasping for breath.
My heart is beating too fast.
She was so fast she could barely stand.
She raised her hand and covered her chest.
Inside the door.
Gu Yanshen stood still, motionless.
He stared at the door, at the spot on the door where she had just leaned against, for a very long time.
Then he looked down at the bank card.
She came to return the card.
She just came to return the card.
He raised his hand and pressed his fingertips to his lips.
Her warmth still lingers there.
—It's not a dream.
—She's back.
—He just kissed her.
—The real, living her, who would push him away.
Gu Yanshen closed his eyes.
He wanted to rush out.
I want to catch up with her.
I wanted to pull her back, hold her in my arms, and never let go.
but--
Gu Qishan's men were still watching from the shadows.
Liu Lin has been making a lot of moves lately; I wonder what she's planning this time.
Aunt Yun is still missing. Three years have passed; that woman vanished without a trace, as if she'd evaporated into thin air. Su Lanzhi confessed to all the crimes, but her mind couldn't have conceived of such a meticulously planned scheme. There must be someone else behind this.
Gu Yanshen opened his eyes.
He can't take any more risks.
The following day. Design institute branch.
"You're Emma?" Shen Hanchi, the person in charge, looked at her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Bella mentioned you. You landed the planetarium project right after joining the design institute; you really have talent."
"Thank you." Lu Xiran didn't try to be modest.
That was the source of her confidence that she had maintained for three years without slacking off.
"Take a look at this project." Shen Hanchi handed over a folder, his tone somewhat tentative.
Lu Xiran didn't answer.
"Mr. Shen, I'm on vacation. I just came to pick up some materials."
"I know." Shen Hanchi pushed the folder forward. "Take a look. Snow house, auditorium, villa, ten plans, all rejected. The client has very high requirements, but we haven't found the right approach."
He paused.
"I've looked at your graduation project. It's very similar to the preliminary plan provided by the client."
Lu Xiran took the folder and opened it.
The first page shows the outline of the igloo.
Page two, the lines of the auditorium.
Page three, the layout of the villa.
We're getting more and more familiar with each other.
It looks exactly like the handwriting in the senior's notes.
She turned to the last page.
At the end of the signature, there is a name.
—Gregory.
Lu Xiran's fingers paused.
He really is a senior student.
"How about it?" Shen Hanchi looked at her. "Interested in giving it a try?"
Lu Xiran stared at that name.
Those nights spent drawing late into the night, those moments of repeatedly pondering the manuscripts, fill my mind.
She closed the folder.
He nodded.
"very good!"
Shen Hanchi stood up, his movements swift and decisive.
"I'll tell Bella right away that you can join this project. During your vacation, you'll be paid overtime—but I don't think you're short of that money."
Lu Xiran smiled.
"That's not true. Bonuses are a reflection of hard work, and I prefer more direct rewards."
Shen Hanchi was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Okay, okay, no problem."
In a great mood, he pulled a thick stack of documents from his drawer and pushed them in front of her.
"Then you should familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible; you have a meeting with the client tomorrow afternoon—"
He paused, his tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
"President Gu will be attending in person."
Lu Xiran's hand stopped.
"President Gu?"
Before she could even open the documents, Shen Hanchi had already walked towards the door.
"I heard you promise with my own ears—you can't go back on your word!"
The door closed.
It was swift and decisive, giving her no chance to argue.
Lu Xiran stood there, staring at the door.
Then he looked down and opened the materials.
Ruijing Project.
The easternmost boundary is almost connected to Yunyuji.
The villa was located next to the land her maternal grandfather had given her, right next to Yunyuji.
She stared at the map, but the scene from last night flashed through her mind—that burning embrace, that kiss that almost crushed her, and that tearful voice saying, "You've finally agreed to come into my dreams."
Was he doing it on purpose?
Or did they simply not know it was her?
And the location of this villa.
Is it a coincidence?
still?
Lu Xiran forced herself to pull herself back to reality.
Stop thinking about it.
She told herself this over and over again.
That phone call three years ago shattered all her illusions.
She turned to the next page.
sketch.
Then her gaze stopped.
—That villa.
Every line, every detail, is so familiar.
The location of the floor-to-ceiling window is where she once casually mentioned wanting to "wake up in the morning and see snow."
The design of the starry sky ceiling was something she had mentioned in an email: "I wanted to bring the stars into the house."
The layout of the yard, even the flowers planted—hydrangeas, blue plumbago—were all things she liked.
Lu Xiran's breath hitched for a moment.
This is simply... her dream villa.
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The nursery.
The south-facing spot is the sunniest corner. A small giraffe is painted on the wall, its neck tilted to one side, looking adorable.
Lu Xiran's fingers paused.
A giraffe… She once sketched a giraffe in her notebook. She was newly pregnant at the time and was secretly drawing a sketch of a nursery in the study when he caught her. She blushed with embarrassment.
He asked with a smile, "Why a giraffe?"
She said, "Because giraffes have long necks, they can bend down and kiss their babies."
She later lost that notebook somewhere.