The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting Chapter 457 - I’m Your Man

Chapter 457: I’m Your Man

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chu Ningyi frowned and glanced over at her. He pulled a bag of snacks out from the back and threw it to her. “Aren’t you hungry? Eat.”
Shui Anluo reached out to catch the small bun that he had thrown to her. She continued to frown. “Chu Ningyi…”
“This is how it shall be. You need to know this, Shui Anluo, that I’m your man,” Chu Ningyi said sternly. If she had not returned to his side, how smart or sinister she was had nothing to do with him. However, since she has now back by his side, everything about her should be left to him, including her issues.
Shui Anluo stared at the serious look on Chu Ningyi’s face and quickly swallowed the things she had wanted to say.
During this year, the one thing that she had repeated to herself the most was: ‘Shui Anluo, you must do it yourself, there’s no one for you to rely on.’
Now, someone was telling her: ‘You need to know this, Shui Anluo, that I’m your man.’
There was no doubt that she loves Chu Ningyi and Chu Ningyi loves her. She could feel it.
This was someone that she could rely on, right?
Shui Anluo thought as she held Chu Ningyi’s arm. She then said in a soft voice, “Alright.”
Chu Ningyi looked down at the woman who was holding his hand. Although he knew that this was not proper road safety, he did not push her away and put even more focus on the road.
After that episode from this morning, Qiao Yaruan was in a much better mood. She packed her things and went to work at the hospital.
Qiao Yaruan carried her bag down and looked at the parents who were sending the fourth-year students off. She sighed internally. They were in their fourth year of university yet they still needed their parents to send them off. They were indeed the only sons and daughters of the twenty-first century.
However, just as Qiao Yaruan was sighing ruefully, she noticed a familiar figure standing next to a car nearby.
Qiao Yaruan’s body abruptly stiffened and she did not even have the time to put the smile on the corners of her lips away. Her smile has now stiffened on her lips.
The hustling and bustling noises around her slowly faded into the distance as Qiao Yaruan stared at the figure in white who was slowly approaching her. She gripped her clothes tightly and her body could not refrain from shivering.
An Fengyang strolled over and stopped around half a meter away in front of her.
“Qiao… Yaruan?” An Fengyang paused a bit after saying her surname before completing her name.
Qiao Yaruan hands which were hooked to the corners of her clothes unconsciously tightened their grip. She then tightened them again until she could not tighten them anymore.
“Yes…” She softly replied. However, her voice was trembling.
“Do you have some time? Let’s talk. Or rather, I’ll send you to the hospital and we can talk along the way?” An Fengyang asked politely. His words were just like him, cultured and refined with a calmness that could pacify anyone.
However, Qiao Yaruan did not dare to raise her head. She, who had always been a tomboy, now had no way of lifting her head to face An Fengyang at all.
“I, I…”
“I’ve just had a look at your grades. If Qirou knew that the girl she saved that year would have such achievements today, she would be very happy,” An Fengyang placed a hand on her shoulder as he spoke softly, continuing to calm her currently unsteady emotions.
However, the more An Fengyang said, the more she felt a searing agony in her heart.
“Yaruan, actually…”
“Third Brother.”
Just as An Fengyang was about to say something else, Feng Feng suddenly pulled Qiao Yaruan behind him and narrowed his eyes at An Fengyang.
Qiao Yaruan stumbled a little and steadied herself as Feng Feng’s top-notch back entered her sights.