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Chapter 2601

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"Damn it … Don't tease me. Fine, I was still young back then and didn't know about explosives. I wanted to be a mercenary or a bomb expert."

"Then what did you want to be?"

Lu Yan lowered her head and took a sip of the beef soup. Then, she looked up and said seriously, "My dream was to be an architect."

"An architect?" Qiao Fei froze; this didn't match Lu Yan's temperament at all.

"Yes, architect … At that time, I didn't know that this profession was called architect. I just thought that when I grew up, I would build a house. I would build a lot of beautiful houses for my family, my friends, my teachers, and my classmates to live in. Even … I would build iconic houses, like the Palace of Versailles in France, the Taj Mahal, and the Forbidden City in China. Houses that would be remembered by many for many years … I felt that if others lived in the houses I designed, I would feel a sense of accomplishment."

"That's a good dream," Qiao Fei praised.

"Yeah. Later, when I grew up, I gradually understood that sometimes people don't have a choice in this world. You can't do whatever you want. So, I envy my sister. She can be a doctor whenever she wants to. She can do what she likes. She's so happy."

"Yan, in the future, we'll get rid of Ian and change our names. We'll go to a country you like, a city you like, and start over. Then, you won't be the demoness of the mercenary world, and I won't be the young master of the Qiao Family. We'll live a normal life, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Lu Yan clapped her hands happily like a child.

"What about you, Qiao Fei? What's your dream? If we have a chance to start over, what do you want to do?"

"I want to open a restaurant."

"A restaurant?" Lu Yan was surprised.

My great-grandfather's father was a chef from the Qing Dynasty … His cooking was especially delicious. It's said that his all-fish banquet was very famous at that time, and he was even summoned by the Qing Dynasty's emperor to cook for him in the palace's imperial kitchen. It's just that … Later, when the dynasty changed, there was unrest, and our family lost this skill. When my great-grandfather was a firebrand, he made a fuss about wanting to cook the Qiao Family's private home cuisine, but he didn't agree, saying that it wouldn't make much money. In the end … we relied on underhanded means to build up our family's business and ended up in our current state … If we can live without our current identities in the future, I want to open a Qiao Family's private home cuisine restaurant. "

"Damn, that's a good idea. But what can you do? Do you only sell stewed beef?" Lu Yan covered her mouth and laughed.

"Of course not. I know a lot. I've done a lot of research on this. In the future, I'll make one for you every day."

"Okay, I'm in for a treat."

"So … you want to be my wife?" Qiao Fei began to be narcissistic.

"Humph … Don't be so smug … You're lucky to marry me. With your wife protecting you, no one will dare to bully you. Who cares if it's Qiao Nan or Ian? If anyone dares to touch my man, I'll beat them into a pulp …" As she spoke, Lu Yan began to transform into a tough woman.

However, Qiao Fei didn't mind at all …

He looked at Lu Yan with love in his eyes.

He felt that in his heart, no woman in the world could compare to Lu Yan's childish smile.

Perhaps falling in love with someone was that simple … Whether it was in this life, the next life, or the life after that, he wanted to be with her and never get tired of her.

– Inside South Side Recuperation Center –

"Vice Director Huo Mien, bad news … Dr. Liu is in trouble. Hurry up and take a look." A doctor knocked on the door in a hurry to inform Huo Mien.

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