Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xu Jinfei frowned.
An Lan frowned and took out her phone. âI didnât take any photos just now, you donât have to make such a fuss.â
She had wanted to add, âAt least I know how to behave in the mourning hall without making a fuss.â
However, this was Xu Baohanâs own family matter after all, so she should stay out of it.
Xu Jinfei looked at An Lanâs displeasure. If Xu Baohan said that he had a girlfriend, then it must be her.
He didnât like her. Although she was beautiful, she was too fierce. Why did a woman have to be so fierce? She was too mean..
An Lan could tell that Xu Jinfei didnât like her anymore. She pursed her lips, not wanting to curry favor with him.
âCan I go pay my respects now?â Xu Baohan said calmly. âIf I canât, Iâll leave then.â
Xu Jinfei glared at him, his chest heaving with anger. Zhao Meng screamed, âGet lost, get as far away as possible.â
âZhao Meng, let him pay his respects.â
In the mourning hall, an old and stooped voice came out slowly, supported by someone. It was Old Madam Xu. âThe Old Master really likes Baohan, so let him send him off.â
âMom,â Zhao Meng was unwilling.
Xu Jinfei added, âLet him go after he paid his respects.â
Zhao Meng fell silent.
Xu Baohan held An Lanâs hand as they walked towards the spirit tablet. The two of them bowed three times before they stood up and placed their chrysanthemums before walking towards Old Madam Xu. âGrandmotherâ¦â
Old Madam Xu slowly closed her eyes as she twirled a string of Buddhist beads in her hands. âYour grandfather was sober for a while before he died. He never blamed you, you should go back.â
Xu Baohan was stunned, his eyes reddening after a while. He narrowed his eyes and pursed his dry lips. âThank you, take care of yourself, Iâm leaving.â
With that, he turned around and left with An Lan.
On the way back to the city, Xu Baohan remained silent, no one knew what he was thinking.
An Lan did not disturb him until the car stopped at the entrance of his neighbourhood. âYou should go home and rest for a while.â
She felt that Xu Baohan would rather be alone right now.
Xu Baohan held her hand, his gaze bleak. âIâll go over and help you cook tonight.â
An Lan looked at him and laughed. âStop cooking, youâre off today.â
âAn Lan, Iâm sorry for making you suffer today,â Xu Baohan suddenly said with a complicated tone. âOn the first day I was with you, I told myself that I wouldnât let you suffer, but recently, youâve been suffering a lot.â
An Lan smiled bitterly. Wasnât she suffering, âMy parents made you suffer too, didnât they? We were attracted to each other in the beginning. Wasnât it because we were in similar situations and could understand each otherâs feelings, so we hugged each other to keep each other warm?â
Xu Baohan stared at her for a while, then suddenly said, âAn Lan, I plan to sell the house here and renovate the new one. What style do you like?â
âWhen did I say I was going to marry you?â An Lan raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms. âDonât forget that I havenât gotten over your ex-girlfriend yet.â
âI bumped into her again yesterday morning.â Xu Baohan smiled. âIâve made it clear to her that weâre strangers in the future.â
âShe didnât cry?â An Lan was surprised.
Xu Baohan was stunned and recalled Zhuang Tianyaâs appearance. âHer eyes were red. An Lan, she might really still like me. You were right in the past, I⦠thought too simply.â
An Lan pursed her lips. âYou decided to renovate the house to avoid her?â
Xu Baohan shook his head, looking at her gentle and sincere eyes. âI want to say goodbye to the past, my future will be yours entirely, be it my parents or Zhuang Tianya.â