Chapter 712: Ambiguous Night, Broken Her

Lin Lang nodded without hesitation and said gently: "Of course, honey, I'm not going anywhere tonight. I'll stay here with you."

He gently smoothed the hair around Zhao Lanshan's ears, his gentle movements revealing his heartache.

The corners of Zhao Lanshan's mouth slightly raised, and she forced a slightly pale smile. She moved closer to the bed, patted the empty seat next to her, and motioned Lin Lang to sit over.

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Lin Lang took off his suit jacket and placed it beside the bed. He sat on the bed and gently embraced Zhao Lanshan in his arms, as if he wanted to use his arms to build a barrier for her to protect her from all the sadness in the world.

The room fell into a brief silence, with only the occasional chirping of insects outside the window. Cicadas chirped weakly, as if providing an accompaniment to the sad and depressing atmosphere.

Zhao Lanshan snuggled in Lin Lang's arms for a while, breaking the silence, and said in a choked voice: "Husband, I have been thinking, Dad and Cheng Kai are gone, what should Taicheng Group do?"

"I have never felt so helpless. I feel like I don't have any strength left. I really don't know if I can hold on." Zhao Lanshan's tears welled up in her eyes again.

Lin Lang hugged Zhao Lanshan tighter and comforted her, "Don't worry, everything will be fine. When you are in better condition, you will still be that domineering and beautiful CEO."

"If you don't want to be too tired, I can help you manage the company so that you can spend more time to take care of your baby."

With Lin Lang's gentle comfort, Zhao Lanshan's emotions calmed down a little. She felt a strong sense of security in Lin Lang.

Zhao Lanshan looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes and said, "Husband, please give me some happiness, so that I can temporarily forget my sadness and worries, okay?"

Lin Lang was slightly startled, then his eyes were full of pity. He gently held Zhao Lanshan's face, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, then gently lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on her smooth forehead.

The kiss was full of affection and endless comfort.

Then, Lin Lang gently kissed her lips again, his movements gentle yet very aggressive, as if he wanted to put all his love and comfort into this kiss.

Zhao Lanshan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly closed her tearful eyes, with crystal tears still hanging on her thick eyelashes. Her hands unconsciously wrapped around Lin Lang's neck, and her fingers tightened slightly, as if she had grasped the only light in the darkness.

Lin Lang felt her response, and the love in his heart grew stronger, and the kiss gradually became more passionate.

He deepened the kiss slightly, trying to use his most gentle love in this intimate and sweet way to make Zhao Lanshan temporarily forget her sadness.

The room was very quiet; the only sounds available were the two people's gradually increasing breathing and their rapid heartbeats.

For a moment, sadness and worries seemed to be really dispelled by this strong love, and the atmosphere in the room also changed quietly, and the sadness and depression were gradually replaced by warmth and attachment.

Zhao Lanshan was wrapped in this passionate love, and the pain of losing a loved one that was shrouded in a haze in her mind seemed to be isolated at this moment.

She desperately wanted to escape from the sadness of reality and responded to Lin Lang's kiss emotionally.

Zhao Lanshan's kiss was filled with a bit of desperate impulse, as if she wanted to give herself completely to this passion.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't tell whether it was because of the lingering sadness or because she was touched by the surging love.

The couple hugged each other tightly, as if the sadness of losing a loved one had really been temporarily forgotten by Zhao Lanshan, leaving only the love between them and the desire to forget the pain.

Zhao Lanshan was intoxicated in Lin Lang's increasingly passionate kiss. Her breathing became more rapid. A faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and the sadness in her eyes was replaced by tenderness.

Lin Lang's hand gently slid across Zhao Lanshan's back, soothing her softly.

His kiss went from Zhao Lanshan's lips, along her cheek, and lightly landed on her neck, causing Zhao Lanshan to unconsciously tilt her head slightly, as if to respond to this love.

The room was dimly lit and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Outside the window, the breeze gently blows through the leaves, rustling them, as if whispering for this private moment.

Lin Lang's kiss became more and more passionate. Zhao Lanshan snuggled tightly in his arms, her fingers unconsciously clenching the corner of his clothes, as if she was finding support in this surging love.

Before they knew it, the two of them had fallen onto the bed.

Lin Lang held Zhao Lanshan tightly in his arms, his eyes full of love and pity. He gently pushed aside the messy hair in front of Zhao Lanshan's forehead and kissed her lips again.

This kiss was filled with endless tenderness and attachment, as if it wanted to incorporate all the beauty in the world into it.

Zhao Lanshan was in Lin Lang's arms, feeling his passionate love. The sadness and pain seemed to be completely forgotten at this moment.

The room was filled with a heart-warming atmosphere, full of their warmth and affection.

Zhao Lanshan, with a blushing face and a beating heart, hugged Lin Lang's neck tightly with her hands and kissed him back passionately, as if she wanted to completely merge herself into his arms.

The dim light swayed, casting the figures of the two people on the wall, just like dry wood and fire burning fiercely, igniting a flame of love, and the temperature of the whole room became scorching hot.

Lin Lang's breathing became heavier. He greedily breathed in the faint fragrance from Zhao Lanshan. The more he kissed her, the more excited he became, as if he wanted to pour all his love to Zhao Lanshan without reservation.

Zhao Lanshan was lost in this passionate love. Her body was burning hot and even her rapid breathing was full of intoxication and dependence.

The thin quilt slipped off the bed at some point, and the moonlight outside the window filtered through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the two of them, adding a bit of haziness and poetry to the tenderness.

The whole room was filled with an atmosphere that made one's heart beat faster. Zhao Lanshan was immersed in Lin Lang's love and temporarily forgot all the worries and pain in her heart.

In order to make Zhao Lanshan happier, Lin Lang worked hard in bed all night until Zhao Lanshan was exhausted. She lay in Lin Lang's arms and closed her misty eyes with a satisfied look on her face.

She rested her head on Lin Lang's chest, resting her head on Lin Lang's arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and fell asleep sweetly, feeling very safe.

Lin Lang gently stroked Zhao Lanshan's beautiful back and hummed a soothing lullaby softly.

The melodious tune echoed in the quiet room, as if carrying some magical power, making Zhao Lanshan gradually sleep more soundly.

Zhao Lanshan's tense nerves completely relaxed as she listened to Lin Lang's singing.

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Lanshan who was sleeping soundly in his arms, with a doting smile on his face. He gently adjusted his posture to make Zhao Lanshan sleep more comfortably.

However, what you think about during the day you will dream about at night.

Not long after Zhao Lanshan fell asleep, she seemed to dream about the sad story of her deceased father. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her originally calm breathing became disordered, and she uttered a few unclear mumblings from time to time.

Her head rubbed restlessly against Lin Lang's chest, and her hands subconsciously grasped Lin Lang's arms, her fingertips turning white from the force.

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Fine beads of sweat emerged from her forehead, sparkling in the dim light.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying to say something, but endless fear blocked her voice deep in her throat.

Zhao Lanshan curled up tighter and uttered a suppressed sob in her sleep. Her body began to tremble slightly, as if she had fallen into an endless dark abyss, tightly surrounded by fear and despair.

Lin Lang noticed something was wrong with Zhao Lanshan and stopped humming immediately. His eyes were full of worry. He patted her back gently and whispered, "Don't be afraid, honey. I'm here."

However, Zhao Lanshan was not comforted in her sleep. Her brows furrowed even deeper, and tears slid down the corners of her eyes, soaking Lin Lang's chest.

The heavy blow of losing his father and brother turned into a nightmare, like a surging tide, completely drowning Zhao Lanshan in her sleep.

Seeing this, Lin Lang knew that it was time to modify Zhao Lanshan’s memory.

Lin Lang slowly closed his eyes. He concentrated on using his [Dream Entering Ability] and pinched the second joint of the middle finger of his left hand with the thumb and index finger of his right hand. He concentrated his mind and silently recited Zhao Lanshan's name in his heart.

When he silently recited it for the third time, Lin Lang's conscious spirit body successfully entered Zhao Lanshan's dream with a "swoosh".

After entering Zhao Lanshan's dream, Lin Lang saw that everything around him was gray. The thick, inky darkness was filled with depression and despair.

Zhao Lanshan huddled in the corner, wearing a plain white dress, with messy hair and tear marks on her face.

Not far away, the howling wind blew up a ruin. That was Zhao Lanshan’s shattered home. The broken walls of Zhao’s villa were dim in the darkness.

Lin Lang raised his hand and waved it gently. In an instant, the strong wind stopped and the ruins quickly faded away. In its place was the familiar Zhao villa. Warm yellow light shone through the windows, illuminating the surroundings, full of the warmth of home.

Zhao Lanshan, with tears on her face, was in a trance when she saw Lin Lang walking towards her with a toddler in his arms.

The baby's eyes were big, as bright as black gemstones, his mouth was slightly open, revealing his milk teeth that had not yet grown in, his little hands were waving back and forth in the air, trying to keep his balance, and he took bumpy steps towards Zhao Lanshan, making sweet giggling sounds from his mouth.

Lin Lang carefully protected the baby from behind, ready to reach out and hold him at any time, with a bright and charming smile on his face, and shouted: "Wife, look, our baby has learned to walk!"

When Zhao Lanshan saw this scene, a sweet smile instantly appeared on her face, but tears were still in her eyes. She quickly squatted down and came forward, hugged the baby who was about to fall into her arms, and said with a happy smile: "Oh, baby, you have learned to walk!"

"Oh, my little baby, you are so cute, mommy loves you so much!"

"Let mommy kiss your little face!"

The conscious spirit of the main body Lin Lang watched this warm scene in the dream from afar with a God's perspective. Seeing Zhao Lanshan finally freed from the nightmare and immersed in the sweet and beautiful dream, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

But Lin Lang knew that if he wanted to truly help Zhao Lanshan get over the heavy blow of losing her father and brother, this short and beautiful dream alone would not be enough. He had to perform a "major operation" on Zhao Lanshan's memory.