‘Feng Feng?’
An Fengyang and Feng Feng stared at each other. Their gaze carried a profound meaning that only both of them understood.
Feng Feng had noticed them from far away and had run over here before even considering anything else.
He was afraid that An Fengyang might talk to Qiao Yaruan about what happened that year. If Qiao Yaruan found out that he was Qirou’s boyfriend, what would she do? What would she think?
Would his plans come to nothing then?
He had anxiously run over only for the sake of his plan, not because of the strange sense of fear in his heart.
An Fengyang frowned. “Old Fourth?”
“Third Brother, I have a class this afternoon. Qiao Yaruan is my teaching assistant so I’ll be bringing her with me now,” Feng Feng quickly said. He then dragged Qiao Yaruan away without leaving any room for explanation.
“Feng Feng, what’re you doing?” Qiao Yaruan forcefully scratched his wrist. Unfortunately, the force he was using this time was so strong that she could not shake it off.
“Ah… I think that’s Feng Feng…”
“I heard that Feng Feng has come to our university to teach, is that true?”
An Fengyang stood at the dormitory gate and listened as the people around him plunged into a debate. He watched them leave.
He then reached out and pulled out his phone, dialing a few numbers without looking at the screen.
“Does Old Fourth know who Qiao Yaruan is?” An Fengyang asked in a deep voice. Only his family knew about the child and he had never said anything to Feng Feng.
Chu Ningyi held Shui Anluo with one hand as he placed his phone next to his ear with the other. “What’s wrong?” He asked indifferently.
An Fengyang turned around and returned to his car, started the engine and then replied, “I just arrived to meet Qiao Yaruan when someone publicly cut me off.” An Fengyang chuckled.
Chu Ningyi scoffed, “Let him, he won’t ever see his own mistakes unless he falls down once.”
“Are you saying that… He knows?” An Fengyang was feeling a little concerned as he drove away from the university. “Boss, you know that in essence, Qirou’s death was…”
“That matter has long passed. If he can’t move on, no one else can help him.” Chu Ningyi’s voice sounded a little cold.
An Fengyang was shaken for a moment before he said, “I understand, I’ll see if I can get another opportunity to have a good talk with Qiao Yaruan. Perhaps Qiao Yaruan is the one who can help him move on.” An Fengyang thought of the anxious look on Feng Feng’s face as he spoke. Perhaps the matter concerning his sister would finally come to an end.
Chu Ningyi did not say anything more and simply ended the call.
Shui Anluo stared at him curiously. “Who was it?”
“Nothing.” Chu Ningyi reached out and rubbed her head.
“Director, Housekeeper Chu and the Little Master have arrived. The ribbon-cutting ceremony is this afternoon. Would you like to have lunch first or inspect the work?” asked the manager.
Actually, the Director did not need to personally come here for the ribbon-cutting ceremony but since he had said that he wanted to come here personally and that he would be bringing the future Mrs. Chu and the Little Master, they had to wait on him carefully.
‘Little Master?’
When Shui Anluo heard this, she looked up at Chu Ningyi. Had he brought their son too?
Chu Ningyi looked down at Shui Anluo and stroked her head again. “I’m going to work, stay with the little darling.”
Shui Anluo grinned and nodded, having no objections toward the matter.
Chu Ningyi got someone to send her off and decided to inspect the work with the manager.
However, just as Shui Anluo walked a few steps away, she suddenly stopped.
