Chapter 895 - Learn to Let Go (2)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
An Xiaxia looked ready to cry as she said, âWorthless Kang, donât make me sleep anymore...â
After spending the better part of the past several days sleeping, it didnât take a genius to see that Kang Jian had been feeding her some sort of drug.
But he... he was Worthless Kang and the boy she had grown up with. She couldnât believe that he would do something to harm her.
The light in Kang Jianâs eyes dimmed. So, she had found out...
Putting down the medicine, he stood quietly by An Xiaxiaâs bed. He wanted to find an excuse for himself, but words had never been his forte.
âI want to go home...â An Xiaxia said gingerly.
Kang Jian looked up. âWonât you stay here?â
After much hesitation, An Xiaxia shook her head.
This place was nice, but it wasnât home.
Back at home, Sheng Yize, Cola, and Pepsi must be worried sick for her.
âIf taking me back home is too much trouble, you can call Sheng Yize and tell him to pick me up.â An Xiaxia looked expectantly at Kang Jian, who seemed to be in agony. He clenched his fists so tightly that blue veins bulged on the back of his hands.
âIâm sorry, but Iâm not going to do that.â
An Xiaxia was baffled. âWhat do you want from me?â
Heh... He wanted a lot of things.
Kang Jian stared at her stubbornly. âI saved you this time and Iâm not letting you go.â
Call him selfish or sinister, but he was An Xiaxiaâs savior.
An Xiaxia was his now.
âHm... Worthless Kang, have I... offended you somehow?â He looked like a different person today.
There was an uncompromising expression on Kang Jianâs angular handsome face.
âNo, you havenât.â
He just wanted her to stay.
An Xiaxia didnât know what to do.
After Kang Jian left, she got out of bed on bare feet.
It was a small villa with a garden at the back, which was filled with all sorts of flowers and leafy plants.
An Xiaxia leaned on the windowsill and puffed up her cheeks. She was sulking.
âYouâre An Xiaxia, arenât you?â A clear voice rang out at that moment. An Xiaxia turned around, and realized that when she hadnât been looking, a stunning woman had appeared at her side.
She was about 168cm tall, and the red dress wrapped around her body gave her a coquettish beauty that reminded one of Medusa.
âAnd you are...â
âLan Yu.â
âOh...â An Xiaxia said softly, âHello...â
Lan Yu smiled a little. âWhy donât you want to stay here?â
âUm... because my family isnât here.â
âIsnât King himself enough a reason for you to stay?â
âWhy would I want to stay for him?â An Xiaxia was confused.
Lan Yu looked surprised by her question, but she then chuckled and asked, âWhy do you think a man is willing to go through all that trouble to keep you here?â
An Xiaxia shook her head honestly, and after some thought, she asked, âDoes he hate me? Is he doing this to me as revenge?â
Lan Yu smiled. Her smile reminded one of equinox flowers, which looked both dangerous and irresistible.
âYou silly girl.â Lan Yuâs voice was soft as water. âItâs so simple: heâs possessive of you.
âWhen you like something, you naturally want it for yourself. That applies to every one of us, men included.â
An Xiaxia forced a smile. Kang Jian liked her? That had to be a joke!
Seeing her reaction, Lan Yu realized what was going on. âSo, you didnât know that he likes you.â
âWhat?â An Xiaxia was completely baffled now.