Chapter 111 - Open Your Heart and Be Honest With Each Other
The Mafia's Crybaby Wife
âI have nothing to do with her.â Yan Yunge looked at Lu Anâan and said very seriously, âI treat her as my sister. I have never held improper or romantic feelings for Han Ziyuan.â
âPerhaps Han Ziyuan may have harboured such thoughts for me, but if so, Iâll shatter that illusion before it has a chance to take root.â
Lu Anâanâs gaze wavered. She did not dare meet Yan Yungeâs burning gaze and said, âWill you always protect her?â
âIâve said it once, and Iâll say it again; I think of her as a sister. If you still have a problem with me looking after her, Iâll think of a compromise.â That got Lu Anâan to smile. âSo... is that the reason youâve been ignoring me? Why didnât you say anything earlier if it weighed on your mind?â
âI hope you donât think Iâm being pretentious; you donât have to make these compromises for me.â Lu Anâan realised she might have said too much and quickly added, âSince you think of her as a sister, I shanât let my imagination run wild.â
âWhat about you?â Yan Yunge looked at Lu Anâan and asked very seriously, âIn your heart, what kind of existence is Lu Xiao? Is he better than me?â
Lu Anâan answered frankly, âHe is better than you. He is patient and careful and doesnât get angry with me.â There was no reason for her to lie, so she gave it to him straight.
Disappointment flashed in Yan Yungeâs eyes. âWhat have I not done that you would choose him over me? Is he ââ
âI havenât finished speaking,â Lu Anâan interrupted. âHe is like a brother to me. I have only ever seen him as a brotherly figure. It just means that I hold high expectations of you.â
âI hope that you can do what he canât, and I hope you can do what he can. I suppose thatâs why I sometimes feel disappointed in you.â
âIf you think of him as your brother, then what of me?â Yan Yunge could not contain the joy in his heart as he asked Lu Anâan the important question.
Lu Anâan fidgeted uncomfortably. She was not used to being stared at with such ardour. âYou know the answer, yet you still question me,â she muttered, feeling embarrassed.
âI want you to say it.â Yan Yunge grabbed her hand and placed it against his chest. âIf you donât say it, I wonât believe you.â
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Lu Anâan looked at Yan Yunge and said, âYan Yunge, you owe me a wedding. Iâm still waiting for your proposal.â
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Lu Anâan could not hide the smile that bloomed. She said, âNo takebacks! Those are your words, not mine.â
âI definitely wonât go back on my word,â Yan Yunge said. âIf you want to hold a wedding, weâll hold a big one. Itâll be a grand wedding, and Iâll let the whole world know youâre my wife.â
Lu Anâan was touched. âYan Yunge... if youâre not willing...â she started.
âIâm willing!â Yan Yunge stared at Lu Anâan and said, âLu Anâan, as long as youâre willing to be with me, Iâll do anything for you. I hope youâll wear the wedding dress you designed for the competition on our wedding day. Please?â
Lu Anâan acquiesced. âAlright, I will.â
Gu Anning stepped out of the shadowy corner she had hid in when they left.
She eyed Lu Anâan and Yan Yunge, a vicious look full of resentment plastered on her face. âLu Anâan, I wonât let you have your way. Iâll destroy your reputation.â
She returned to the studio, having made that vow to herself.
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In the studio...
Gu Anning met Han Ziyuan, who had a troubled look on her face.
âHan Ziyuan, can you do me a favour?â
Han Ziyuan spared her a glance, brushing her off, âIâm busy.â
âWhat if itâs related to Lu Anâan?â
That got Han Ziyuanâs attention. âWhatâs the matter?â
Gu Anning stared at Han Ziyuan and said, âI want Lu Anâan to lose in the finals.â