Even though there was still some affection when the two first met after a long time, ever since the incident where she told everyone that she used to be his fiancée, any remaining affection from growing up together seemed to have disappeared. And now, he was extremely wary of her presence.
At this point, Xu Yanwan bitterly closed her eyes, forcing herself to sound unemotional. “You’re right; I didn’t think it through before calling you. Sorry to have disturbed you. I’m going to hang up now.”
Han Qing hung up on her and put his phone away. When Yan saw Han Qing, she subconsciously threw a look at him. “Who called?”
“Xu Yanwan.”
Yan choked. Xu Yanwan? Why did she call him? Hasn’t she given up yet? What is she up to?
Looking at her curious eyes that were fixated on him, Han Qing let out a smile and reached for her head, gently rubbing it. “Just ask whatever’s on your mind.”
Yan brushed his hand off, looking grumpy. “What? Don’t you think you should be reporting everything to me without even me asking?”
Report? Han Qing was surprised by this choice of word from Yan that he heard for the very first time. All of a sudden, he felt that she was taking charge of him, which made him feel warm and secure; it felt like family. Then, Han Qing took a few steps forward and put his hands around her neck.
The two were getting closer to each other. Yan was startled and stared at Han Qing with her widened eyes. She could feel Han Qing’s warm and gentle hands rubbing against each other behind her neck. He lowered his head and leaned even closer with his forehead, whispering, “She called to tell me that something went wrong with some clients, but I told her to take care of it herself.”
As he spoke, Yan squinted in surprise. Han Qing’s really doing it. She replied, dumbfounded, “I-It was just a passing comment. You don’t have to—”
Han Qing chuckled in a low voice. “Didn’t you want me to report everything to you? Perhaps you should just accept my proposal so you can begin to control me. Does that sound like a plan?”
“Who’s controlling you? Nice try!” Yan pushed him away and carried on walking.
At this point, the manager came out and immediately greeted Han Qing, “President Han.”
“Mhmm.”
The manager saw that Han Qing’s gaze was on Yan, who was viewing the wedding dresses, so he let out his signature smile. “I guess that’s Mrs. Han.”
Mrs. Han… This salutation made Yan blush. She was on cloud nine. Never in her life had she ever thought of becoming Mrs. Han—the woman that belongs to Han Qing. Even though she was already on cloud nine, she had to pretend to look calm and composed.
Han Qing nodded and responded, “You may bring over those custom-made designs.”
“Sure, President Han. They are ready inside. President Han, Mrs. Han, please come with me.”
As Yan walked next to Han Qing, all that was in her mind was the phrase ‘Mrs. Han’. Even though she had heard this salutation once when the two were traveling, this salutation meant something different then. So, Yan’s state of mind when hearing this salutation was different each time. She inquired while walking, “Aren’t we getting one of the designs out there? I thought they looked pretty good to me.”
Han Qing grabbed her hand with an affectionate look in his eyes. “Silly girl, there are better ones inside.”
“Ah, I see.”
After seeing those custom-made designs, Yan was utterly convinced that Han Qing was not lying. As much as she thought that the designs out there were pretty, the ones inside were on a different level. The sight of the room full of wedding dresses made her feel like she was in a dream. Faced with this, Yan suddenly felt like everything was surreal. To make sure that she was not dreaming, she pinched herself. Ouch. So this is real?
“Mrs. Han, these are all our custom-made designs, but these are only the samples. You can have a pick and when you choose one, we’ll have our designer tailor-make one for you. If you have any ideas, feel free to let our designer know.” There are samples already? The only thing Yan got out of that was that these dresses must be extremely pricey. But after all, you only got married once; it did not matter if the wedding dress was slightly more expensive.
Slowly, Yan walked around and began viewing the wedding dresses with Han Qing next to her. Soon enough, Han Qing’s phone rang again. This time around, his forehead furrowed into an agonized frown as he answered the phone.
When Yan finally found a design that she liked and was about to ask Han Qing for his opinions, she found him looking at his phone, frowning. This worried her, so she quickly walked up to him and asked, “What’s happening?”
Han Qing pursed his thin lips and looked at her for a moment before responding, “I might need to pay a quick visit to the hospital.”
“Huh?” Yan was confused and began to look worried. “Are you feeling unwell? Is that why you need to go to the hospital?”
“No.” Han Qing denied. “I got a call saying that something happened to Xu Yanwan at the office. There was a fight and she was injured.”
Shock crossed Yan’s face as she heard that. After seeing the worried look on Han Qing’s face, as much as she was reluctant to do so, she replied with a smiley face, “What are you waiting for then? Just go to the hospital already. I’ll be here—”
Before she could finish, Han Qing went up and grabbed her by her waist. “I want you to come with me.”
That frightened Yan. She stolidly looked at him. Go with you?
“Is that okay?” she asked with a skeptical tone.
“You’re about to be Mrs. Han. How’s that inappropriate for you to come with me?”
“But—” Yan hesitated.
“Will you be alright if you don’t come with me? That woman’s been eyeing your man. Are you just going to let me go by myself?”
Yan was rendered speechless by what he had just said. But his words made her think about what took place and why she, as the daughter of the rich Xu family, could not handle whatever that was happening. If she could never handle things right, would she have to ask Han Qing to help her out every time? The thought of this caused Yan to realize that perhaps Xu Yanwan had not given up on Han Qing. After all, who would give up so easily?
Yan had this hunch since the time she saw the arrogant look on Xu Yanwan’s face when she sat in the passenger seat of Han Qing’s car. Therefore, Yan nodded. “You’re right. I can’t let that woman continue to have her eyes on you. Let me come with you and be on the lookout for you.”
“Alright.”
“About the wedding dress…”
“We’ll come back to it once we’re done. We still have time.”
“Sounds good.”
Initially, Yan thought Han Qing would leave without her. But his suggestion to bring her along surprised her, and since he had asked, she thought she might as well tag along and see how badly injured Xu Yanwan was. Is she cruel enough to do this to herself?
As a matter of fact, she was. And, not to mention, she was badly injured.
