Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Yan, you’ve caught my interest.
Lu Yan’s facial expression did not change upon hearing her words. He pursed his thin lips and said impassively, “But you haven’t caught mind.”
Wang Yingying felt disappointed. However, she forced a smile, “It’s alright Lu Yan, I wish to marry you. Soon enough, you’ll be interested.”
Lu Yan retracted his big palm and puffed his cigarette. He did not agree, but did not refuse either.
He stood tall while Wang Yingying held his neck and hugged him.
“Master Yan, I’m the wife that Uncle Jin has chosen for you. Since I’m interested in you, I’m willing to marry you, give you special treatment and bear two sons for you. However, you must be loyal to me and have me as your only woman in the future.” Wang Yingying explained her conditions very clearly.
In fact, Wang Yingying already had her eyes on Lu Yan for a very long time.
Ah Yan was every woman’s ideal partner. No matter if one was the eldest daughter of a wealthy family or a pretty daughter of a humble family, everyone would steal glances at him in hopes of having him look back at them. She was no exception.
Lu Yan pursed his lips and puffed out a smoke at Wang Yingying. He muttered, “Tell me, what do you like about me? You just look like you deserve to be… raped!”
Wang Yingying’s face froze and she blushed. She could not stand his vulgar words even after having studied abroad.
At this moment, Lu Yan looked up and saw a familiar figure walking towards him. It was An’an.
An’an stood there and watched him and the woman in his arms, she turned extremely pale.
Lu Yan raised his eyebrow and grabbed her slender waist, “Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”
“Alright,” Wang Yingying responded happily.
…
Outside on the lawn.
The black luxurious Maybach was parked there. Lu Yan opened the door of the passenger seat in a gentle manner and let Wang Yingying enter the car.
Afterwards, he walked to the other side and sat in the driver’s seat, stepped on the accelerator and left.
The Maybach drove quietly on the street. Wang Yingying looked through the rearview mirror and said in shock, “Master Yan, Miss An’an is chasing our car.”
Lu Yan looked at the rearview mirror. An’an was really chasing after his car.
The cold autumn wind swayed the girl’s white dress, making her petite body seem as if it was going to fly away with the wind.
He gripped the steering wheel even tighter, his veins visibly twitching furiously. Instead of stopping his car, he stepped harder on the accelerator.
Let everything end tonight.
It would be better to get over the pain than prolong the agony.
Huo Yanmei’s words rang in his ears — An’an is only 18, her life has just begun.
— She’ll meet a simple man in the future who would love her, dote on her and they will spend their lives together.
— An’an is still too young to understand what love is, she’ll forget you soon. Let her go.
Lu Yan’s eyes turned red. For the past few days, he refused to visit her at the hospital and left her alone. In fact, he did not have any strong compulsion to visit her.
It was the same now. He had no urge to stop the car… He knew that she would still be able to live well even without him. Even without her mother, she had Gu Mohan as her brother who would take care of her. Her life would still be good.
She didn’t need him in her life.
Gu Mohan was able to plan her life out for her, much better than what he was able to.
However, why did his heart so much?
Just like a knife inserted into his heart, it kept twisting around. He gritted his teeth in agony as he felt his entire face tense up.
Thirteen years.
He had saved her thirteen years ago yet abandoned her thirteen years later.
He would no longer have a girl like that in his life anymore. She lived with him, called him Ah Yan in a cherry sweet tone and said that she would protect him forever. She loved him more than she loved herself.
An’an ran after the Maybach, she wanted to chase him back.
She did not want him to send other women home, she did not want him to marry another woman. He belonged to her.
Ah Yan was hers!
Which part of her was not enough? Why did he not love her?
As the luxury car sped up, she increased her pace too. The cold wind blew forcefully onto her face painfully like little knife cuts. However, she remained expressionless and tried her best to catch up with the car.
Ah Yan…
Ah Yan, don’t leave me behind.
Don’t go…
At this moment, a sharp break sounded. A private vehicle stopped and almost hit An’an.
The private vehicle driver unwound the window and shouted, “Hey, do you want to die? Can you even see clearly? Why did you run into my car?”
An’an did not seem to hear what the driver said, she stared at the Maybach which was moving further and further away from her. She got up and ran.
However, at this moment, a muscular arm grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
It was Gu Mohan.
Gu Mohan was calm. He held An’an back with his muscular arm and buckled the back of her head with his other arm. “That’s enough, An’an. Stop chasing after him. Let him go.”
Seeing that it was Gu Mohan, the driver of the private vehicle kept his mouth shut.
An’an kept hitting Gu Mohan with her tiny fists, she struggled to turn her head to see the Maybach. The Maybach was gone and could not be seen anymore.
Ah Yan had left.
Her Ah Yan…
“Let go of me, let me go! I want to chase after him!”
Gu Mohan did not let go. The man’s muscular body had trapped her with him.
Feeling the warm embrace of his hug, An’an raised her head and looked at Gu Mohan, “Brother, what have I… done wrong? What have I done wrong? Why am I not good enough?”
Why did he always abandon her?
Gu Mohan rubbed the girl’s hair and comforted her, “An’an, it’s not your fault. You did not do anything wrong.”
It was not her fault.
It was not her fault when she got trafficked at the age of five. Now that she had been abandoned, it was not her fault. Nothing had ever been her fault.
An’an’s eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. She hugged her brother and sobbed in silence.
“An’an, forget about him. You have your own life to live. It’s time to start afresh.”
…
In the Champagne Apartments.
That night, Tang Mo’er had a bath and walked out of the bathroom in a silk nightdress. As she was extremely worried about An’an, she gave Gu Mohan a call.
At this moment, Auntie Wu’s voice sounded, “Sir, you’re back?”
The man faint distinct voice could be heard.
“Mm.”
The room door opened. Tang Mo’er looked at Gu Mohan’s direction and smiled, “Mr Gu…”
In the next second, two muscular arms hugged her and she fell into his warm embrace.
