If you can't provide for normal food and clothing, how can you talk about dreams?
She is not the former eldest lady of the Lin family, nor is she the envied wife of Li Hanxuan.
Now she is a divorced mother with a child under five years old, just to let her child grow up safely and healthily.
People should always live realistically.
Only when she has enough food and clothing in exchange for a stable life can she be qualified to talk about her dreams.
Lin Yiran was still in the same situation when she returned to City H. The coffee shop was in the front and the fashion design studio was in the back.
She had to stabilize her life with Xiao Shitou first before she could consider a fashion design studio.
"Hetian Cafe?" Lin Yiran stood in front of the cafe blankly.
This cafe is almost the same as it was five years ago, except for the word Hetian on the plaque that has been changed to a new style.
The decoration style remains the same as before.
Yan Lin parked the car and walked to Lin Yiran: "Although the decoration of this coffee shop is not too gorgeous, the coffee inside has been recognized by many wealthy men in H City. They make it at home every morning
The maid comes to buy a cup. The coffee here exudes an elegant light fragrance and is smooth in the mouth, which will definitely surprise you.”
Before he went abroad, he often drank coffee here. Later, he felt it was a bit troublesome and gave up buying it every day. He always bought coffee beans and made them at home.
Lin Yiran turned sideways and looked at Yan Lin, opening her mouth to tell him that she had been here before.
Later, she still pursed her thin lips and said nothing.
The owner of the coffee shop seemed to have changed. Lin Yiran remembered that the previous owner was not this person.
After tasting several kinds of coffee in the store with Yan Lin, Lin Yiran looked out the window habitually. She didn't like drinking coffee very much, but now she made a living by using the thing she hated the most.
On the first day she returned to H City, Lin Yiran should have thought that even if she had been away for more than five years, there would still be many familiar people here for her to meet.
But she didn't expect that the person she saw here again was not Qin Kexin, not Gu Qingmo, and not Li Meng.
She frowned slightly and saw a familiar car parked next to Yan Lin's car.
The person who got out of the driver's seat was Li Hanxuan.
Li Hanxuan wore a gray plaid woolen coat, simple and clean.
The thick coat that looks like a gentle gentleman, paired with the city that has just snowed, shows a cool temperament.
Lin Yiran glanced lightly at the man outside the window.
Five years later, he still hasn't changed much.
It will always give people a sense of distance from strangers.
The moment he closed the car door, Li Hanxuan paused for a moment. He glanced at the window with cold eyes, then looked away after just one glance, and turned back to the driver's seat to hold his cell phone.
Lin Yiran lowered her head subconsciously. She never thought that she would see him here.
Just seeing him brought back those painful memories, resurfacing repeatedly in her mind.
She clutched her chest in pain, and the wound that had finally healed was torn apart again, and the pain of despair and helplessness hit her instantly...
Yan Lin had already noticed something was wrong with Lin Yiran. He looked out the window and realized where Lin Yiran's emotional changes came from.
He stood up and sat next to Lin Yiran, took Lin Yiran into his arms without any hesitation, and looked out the window with complicated eyes.

Chapter completed!