C2 Dear Husband I'm Back

If he met the same person three times in a row, it might be a coincidence. If he met the same person more than twenty times in three days, things might not be normal. He might even be able to determine that the person was purposely showing up in front of him.

This kind of thing had recently happened in Hee Zhuolun. Whether it was going to the company, eating at a western restaurant, or going to the bathroom, he would always meet a tall and slender young man.

The man had an ordinary appearance, with sleeping phoenix eyes in his eyes. His nose was neither tall nor short, and his lips were neither thin nor thick. Standing in the crowd, no one paid any attention to him.

It was said that all clothes should be worn, and these words could be seen from this young man. In addition, the man also had a 30 to 70% cut hair style that was similar to his shoulders, and had dyed his hair color. Three of his hair was tied behind his ears with golden earrings, making him look like a noble young master from a wealthy family. His whole body was emitting a noble aura.

When the young man appeared, he didn't do anything. He was just like a passerby, flashing by in front of his eyes. However, he firmly remembered this person in his mind.

Now, the young man appeared on his laptop screen.

"Mr Hee, good evening. It's the year 2053, the 14th of July, 22 o'clock sharp now, it's night time. I'm Lang Yan, nicknamed Husband, you can call me Husband." The young man in the computer said in amusement.

Hee Zhuolun, "..."

"Today, I want to tell the story of a little boy who grew up in a normal family, had a father who loved to gamble money, a weak mother, a brother who was two years old and a sister who was three years old. Because the family was so poor that they couldn't start a fight, and because creditors often came to collect debts, the father who loved to gamble money had no choice but to sell the boy to a rich family. However, for some reason, the rich family's boss didn't like the boy and sent the boy to a distant country to study. The boy was scared and helpless after being sent to a strange place, and it took him a year to get used to the environment there. However, it wasn't easy to get good grades in a famous school. However, 20 years later, the little boy still graduated and returned home … "

Lang Yan stopped talking here, he looked at the time on his wrist watch, and said: "Time flies so quickly, unknowingly five minutes have passed. If you want to know what the little boy will do when he returns, then please look forward to it. Thank you for listening.

After saying that, his face broke into an elegant and meaningful smile, and the image on the screen changed back to its original appearance.

"…" Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes.

On the other side of the computer, Lang Yan slowly stopped smiling.

The boy in the story just now was talking about himself. What happened after his father sold him to someone else and sent him to Tansana Academy was not as simple as telling a story. It could be summarized with just a few words.

Lang Yan regained his senses and picked up the stack of photos on the table.

In the photo, it was the same young man, about twelve or thirteen years old. He was very handsome, with thick eyebrows and a straight sword, and his eyes were like the moon in the night sky, curved, smiling like a spring breeze. He was especially good-looking, like a harmless boy, but if you looked carefully, there was also a hint of a wicked smile, and the sharp light in his eyes was something no one dared to underestimate.

This was a picture given to him by the housekeeper who had sent him to the Bride Academy in Tansana twenty years ago, saying that this young man was his future husband.

Husband?

"My dear husband, I am back. I will 'serve' you well."