Chu Mucheng chuckled coldly.
"Shen Yufeng, spare me your insincere sentiments. Weren’t you supposed to enter a marriage alliance with Sang Yunong? If that’s the case, why are you still clinging to An Xiaoyu? She was so distraught over you that she nearly got hit by a car. Where were you then? Maybe, you were busy cooing over some other woman!"
Shen Yufeng frowned, a sharp pain striking his heart.
It turned out that in his absence, something so dangerous had happened to her!
Seeing Shen Yufeng furrowing his brow and remaining silent, Chu Mucheng sneered again.
"If it weren’t for me being there, you probably wouldn’t even be able to see her now. I saved her life, so I absolutely won’t allow her to demean herself anymore! She’s still young, hasn’t seen much of the world, nor been in love. Thus, she can’t withstand men’s sweet nothings and sugar-coated bullets, and doesn’t know what she truly needs. So... Shen Yufeng, you’re simply not right for her, you would only bring her harm. Therefore, please keep your distance from her in the future!"
Chu Mucheng stepped forward, grabbing An Xiaoyu’s wrist.
"Come, let’s go home! We’re going back tonight!"
An Xiaoyu was taken aback, which home? The Chu Family?
There was a trace of crimson in Chu Mucheng’s eyes.
"An Xiaoyu, after we get back, I’ll make it clear to them that I want to marry you! From now on, you will be my wife, Chu Mucheng’s wife!"
An Xiaoyu was astounded.
"Chu Mucheng, have you lost your mind!"
If he hadn’t lost his mind, why would he say such a thing?
At this moment, she really couldn’t understand the Chu Mucheng in front of her.
Was he really going to confront his family and marry her? She couldn’t bear to think about the uproar that this would cause.
Chu Mucheng’s eyes narrowed, his tone unusually firm.
"I’m not crazy, I’m clearer now than I’ve ever been! An Xiaoyu, I want you! I want you to rightfully become my wife!"
An Xiaoyu felt as though thunderbolt had struck on a clear day, her mind buzzing, all thoughts wiped clean.
Tonight, Shen Yufeng had said he wanted to marry her soon, and now back home, Chu Mucheng was also speaking such words...
Her heart was truly in turmoil.
Chu Mucheng’s grip was tight, fearing that if he loosened his grip even slightly, An Xiaoyu would vanish.
"Chu Mucheng, I don’t want to go back!"
Now, just the thought of that scene sent chills down her spine.
How could Chu Yihong possibly accept her being together with Chu Mucheng?
And Su Linxue? What would be her reaction?
It was simply unimaginable!
She couldn’t imagine calling Chu Yihong ’dad’ like Chu Mucheng, and Chu Mushan calling her ’sister-in-law’.
That was simply...too absurd!
"Enough!" Google seaʀᴄh 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Shen Yufeng stepped forward, seizing Chu Mucheng’s wrist.
"You’re hurting her!"
An Xiaoyu forcefully pulled away from Chu Mucheng’s grasp, but noticed the bandage on his hand had a patch of crimson soaking through, a pang of concern flashing in her heart.
"Chu Mucheng, calm down!"
Just at that moment, Chu Mucheng’s phone suddenly rang; he picked it up and saw that it was from Chu Yihong.
"Mucheng, you haven’t been home for days, what on earth are you busy with?"
"Dad, perfect timing, I have something to tell you!"
Chu Mucheng fixed his gaze upon An Xiaoyu’s eyes, noticing her expression tightening, while a reckless smile lifted the corners of his mouth.
"I want to marry Xiaoyu!"