Although Ye Sheng came to find her several times this summer holiday, each time was never about that matter. Apart from that one issue, there wasn’t any trace of romantic feeling between them. If An Ran truly goes to Nan’an University, Ye Sheng might not come looking for her again.
"She’s quite popular now. With this money, it wouldn’t make sense to use lack of funds as an excuse to prevent her from going to school anymore. Jiajia, rest assured, this is only temporary. Mom will certainly find a way to help you remove this obstacle. Once you get to Nan’an, remember to treat Ye Sheng well and secure his heart. That’s the key."
"Mm, I understand, Mom," An Sijia obediently nodded, eyes flickering.
In Yujing Apartment, Ye Sheng stared at the TV, following the spotlight on stage with his gaze.
The girl wore a white dress, which made her look gentle and lovely. After just a few days of not seeing her, the girl seemed even slimmer, yet her eyes were particularly bright.
Standing on stage, she delivered her speech, her simple words coupled with an oriole-like voice made listening extremely pleasant.
An Ran has a beautiful voice. Normally when she speaks, it’s soft and crisp. But when she acts coquettishly, that unique baby-like voice is a lethal temptation for any man.
For the sake of hearing her voice, while together, Ye Sheng often deliberately provoked An Ran, hoping to hear her whine sweetly. Each time she did, Ye Sheng would completely surrender.
Yet that silly girl An Ran was unaware of her own talent, merely thinking Ye Sheng indulged her.
Thinking about that day when An Ran heartlessly dismissed him, and imagining she might use that sweet baby voice on another man in the future, Ye Sheng felt a flame ignite in his heart.
The cup in his hand was thrown at the television, smashing instantly, and the screen went black.
Eyes bloodshot, Ye Sheng stared at the shattered TV and murmured, "An Ran, An Ran, you are mine, you can only be mine."
The award ceremony finally ended, and An Ran sat in a corner, flipping through her certificate, feeling quite pleased.
Suddenly, she heard someone calling her name and looked up to see a young officer running towards her.
"Miss An Ran, our Captain Mu wants to see you, could you please come with me?"
Captain Mu? An Ran knew the person she saved had the surname Mu and was a captain. But she hadn’t seen him during the award ceremony. She thought perhaps his injuries hadn’t healed and he might still be in the hospital. It seems he eventually came, but wasn’t at the venue.
She nodded and followed the young officer into an office.
"Here we are, Miss An Ran. Please go in. Our Captain Mu is waiting for you inside." The young officer finished speaking, saluted, and hurried away.
Can’t these people just walk? Why do they always run? An Ran muttered inwardly and knocked on the door.
"Come in," a deep and magnetic voice came from inside.
An Ran pushed the door open and saw a man behind the desk, head down focusing on something. Hearing the door open, the man lifted his head.
The moment he raised his head, An Ran was almost blinded.
A flawless face, with distinct and sharp features, eyes like sparkling black obsidian radiating a fierce aura, thick eyebrows, a prominent nose, and seductive thin lips—all exuding nobility and elegance, yet without losing the sternness and rigidity of a man.