good uncle lan qiren

“I don’t need a savior, Hanguang-jun. I appreciate your kind deed of the day, as misguided as it was. But like I said, I can make do for myself, you know? But as a dear friend, I thank you for the offer. Wait- we’re friends right? Can I call us that?” Friends. Lan Zhan had no intentions of being a friend. He won’t allow the blow to stress his heart. His alpha knew Wei Ying was meant to his omega-- the one to create a household with, the one to raise A-Yuan with, the one to cherish all of his days, his bride, his wife, his mate. A connection unmatched, unmistaken. Wei Ying did not recognize it yet. But friendliness was foundational in a long-lasting marriage and in a long-lasting marriage, compromise was needed. So he agreed. Lan Zhan believed “friends” would be the first of many titles Wei Ying will have for him in their lifetime together. The rest will come in due time.