Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 637 - She Might Never Get Married

Chapter 637: She Might Never Get Married

Regarding Lu Qin, he was still hiding from the public and his whereabouts remained unknown. However, that did not matter as it was impossible for a selfish and egocentric person like him to show empathy. The best he could do was to post a few pretentious quotes on Weibo as he wept his crocodile tears.

“Hang in there, Sea City.”

Yan Huan stared forward, looking at the serene riverscape before her. The river carried a uniquely pungent smell, yet it was barely unpleasant. Nevertheless, the water in the river flowed steadily and continuously.

Many loving and affectionate couples walked past her while holding hands. Although she could not see their faces clearly, she could feel the budding endearments between the young lovers.

Their feelings toward each other were pure, gentle, sweet and unrefined.

This was how love was supposed to be.

Her gaze landed on the back of a woman’s head. She was standing not far away. Her hair was neatly combed, making it a rather uncommon hairstyle in today’s society. Regardless of the length of the hair, every strand was flawlessly smoothed to the back of her head. Complementing her perfect hairstyle was a sleek black outfit.

In both her lifetimes, this was the sole woman Yan Huan had encountered whose appearance was eternally unchanging.

Is this really her?

“I’m tired.” She did not want to stand any longer and intended to find a seat.

Lu Yi checked his surroundings before he guided Yan Huan to an empty chair. He took a seat and scooped Yan Huan onto his lap, out of consideration as the chair was cool due to the weather and she was wearing a skirt.

The wind that blew along the river was considerably chilly. Usually, the coolness was not very pronounced. However, when one stopped by the riverside for some time, he or she could feel the slight chilliness start to seep through their bones.

Lu Yi removed his coat and draped it around Yan Huan’s shoulders. Yan Huan would never catch a cold as long as he was around. She was no longer herself from the past life, the Yan Huan who had her blood completely drained and her stomach slit open.

Indeed, as long as Lu Yi was by Yan Huan’s side, he would keep her away from all hardships and misery. As long as he was around, Yan Huan could rely on him unreservedly. She believed that he could even shield her from any misfortune and would protect her to the end of his days.

Yan Huan trusted him and would always do.

“Are you cold?” Lu Yi asked. As the wind blew on his face, it certainly felt a little chilly. The riverside breeze had always been like this. That was how the people of Sea City saved a significant amount of their electricity bill by reducing the usage of their air-conditioner and coming out at night to enjoy the cool breeze.

“I’m good,” Yan Huan swung her legs in the air and buried her face in Lu Yi’s chest. Lu Yi’s body was warm. She felt very comfortable and not cold at all.

At this moment, a couple occupied a nearby seat. Yan Huan did not pay much attention to them as this was, after all, a public area. Everyone around them was publicly displaying their affection and it had become a common sight. In fact, it was more unusual to see a single person walking around by their lonesome.

Yan Huan was feeling slightly drowsy, yet she remained awake, trying to eavesdrop on the conversations that were going on beside her. However, the couple merely sat there silently for a long time, not uttering a word. She had never seen anyone going on a date like that.

She opened her eyes. The sand gently whirled along the sea breeze, almost touching her eyes. Her soft and dangling eyelashes seemed to conceal the indescribable emotions in her eyes.

The gentle street light shone on and lit up the couple. Surprisingly, the most eye-catching feature on the couple was none other than the gleaming bald forehead.

Indeed, it was the bald forehead that had caught her attention. A smooth and glowing forehead that resembled the head of a nun.

From the side, the nun’s visage appeared to be rather stiff. Her side profile was not a perfect one as her jaw was slightly squarish and her temple was sunken. Overall, she looked like a mean woman.

Yan Huan lifted her chin, as if she had met an acquaintance.

The person had noticed Yan Huan’s attention on her and she abruptly turned to look at Yan Huan. In the next second, she was staring right into Yan Huan’s eyes that were obscured by her sunglasses. Yan Huan intended to put on a smile, but she failed completely.

The enemies finally met.

This was the encounter of the love rivals.

There was no jealousy.

There was only pure awkwardness.

What are you looking at? The man beside Fang Zhu noticed the tense atmosphere. His gaze followed Fang Zhu’s line of sight and landed on a stunning face.

A woman’s appearance would always leave the most impactful first impression for men.

According to the common belief, a man would first look at a woman’s assets, then her face, followed by the entire body.

On the other hand, a woman would pay attention to a man’s shoes, then his hairstyle and lastly his face.

Under the dim light, Yan Huan’s features seemed to be exceptionally delicate, as though she was an elaborately drawn character in a painting. She was dainty like the morning dew, yet she also exuded an affable neighbourly aura.

When he wanted to take a closer look at Yan Huan, a hand blocked his sight. He had to suppress his urge to yell out loud, Let go of that woman. She’s mine!

Lu Yi placed his large hand on Yan Huan’s shoulder and said, “It’s getting late now. Let’s go home.”

“Sure,” Yan Huan replied succinctly, but she could not stop thinking about Fang Zhu. If she continues to act like this, it’ll be very difficult for her to meet a suitable man.

No man is looking for a nagging housewife, a boss or a teacher.

They are all looking for a gentle woman and a wife whom they could spend the rest of their lives with, not an emotionless partner.

She heaved a quiet sigh. It was as though she was destined to be Fang Zhu’s rival. Something bad would happen every time they met. More precisely, she was always attracting unnecessary attention from men. Therefore, she thought it would be better for her to not meet Fang Zhu again in the future.

“I stole Fang Zhu’s man from her. What do you think? Will she still be able to get married in the future?”

Yan Huan gently swung Lu Yi’s hand. However, Lu Yi was apparently not in a good mood at this moment. He felt as though someone had stolen his wife from him, but in fact, it was the complete opposite. His wife was the one who snatched him away from another woman. She had intercepted a relationship that originally belonged to another woman.

“All women will eventually get married. Only men will ever be left single and alone,” Lu Yi clasped Yan Huan’s hand. Fortunately, he was good at restraining himself. Otherwise, he would have already gouged out the man’s eyes.

All of a sudden, he stopped in his tracks and covered Yan Huan’s eyes with one hand. After a while, he removed his hand from her face and it was still the beautiful face that he could never stop adoring.

Yan Huan blinked her eyes.

“I think most people won’t have the courage to marry Fang Zhu, unlike you.”

She was speaking the truth as not many people would dare to entrust the rest of their lives to a woman like Fang Zhu. Yan Huan did not believe in true love and fate. Despite her faith in love, she refused to believe that an Abbess Miejue like Fang Zhu would ever be involved in a romantic relationship. If Fang Zhu insisted to be like an Abbess Miejue forever, then she would never find the love of her life.

“Hmm. Does her love life have anything to do with me?” Lu Yi asked as he resisted the urge to pinch her cheek. “Also, I wish that you’d be uglier.”

“You want me to be uglier?” Yan Huan touched her face. “No woman wants to be ugly. You would not have fallen for me if I wasn’t pretty,” she rebutted as she pointed at her own face. “Don’t you dare tell me that you were not attracted by my face when you saw me for the first time.”