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Chapter 213: Wedding Ring? Thrown Away! (Fifth More)

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Wedding Ring? Thrown Away! (Fifth More)

He stood silently outside the door, like a hunter waiting for a rabbit, his heart filled with unease yet blooming with anticipation.

He had been waiting for this rabbit under different trees for five years. Now, finally, his wait was over!

He watched as she reached out to lift the door curtain, comfortably raising her head, squinting at the azure sky. Then she lifted the corners of her lips, revealing a smile that was even brighter than the sunlight flooding the outside world!

"Did you strike gold? You seem quite happy!"

Yan Han strode forward, stepping directly in front of her and blocking her at the entrance.

Then, as he expected, her face changed significantly, and she attempted to flee.

However, would Yan Han, who had quietly guarded her for over two hours, no, had been waiting for five years, allow her to slip away once again right under his nose?

With a quick reach and pull, the next moment, she collided forcefully into his embrace.

Yan Han held her arm with one hand and encircled her waist with the other, burying his head in her neck, slightly gritting his teeth as he mumbled, "Still thinking of running?"

Even after not seeing him for five years, Zhu Qianying had not forgotten how strong this man was.

She took a deep breath, calming her racing heart after the initial shock.

After a moment, she slowly raised her head, her calm eyes meeting Yan Han’s deep black ones.

"Young Master Yan, long time no see!"

She hadn’t run away. Even five years ago, she merely threw away the things she didn’t want and moved far away. That wasn’t running!

Yan Han gritted his teeth again. He had thought that she would be panicked for a while, but she was infuriatingly calm!

And she even had the audacity to casually say, "long time no see"?

"Heh, it has been quite a while, five years!"

There was a smile in Yan Han’s eyes, but it did not reach deep. Zhu Qianying could even feel a slight chill seeping from them.

Zhu Qianying cocked her head as if seriously calculating something, then raised her head, provocatively pulling out a sweet smile.

"Really? Has it been five years?"

The irritation and unease in Yan Han that he had just managed to suppress were easily roused by her sarcastically smug smile.

"Zhu Qianying, can you speak properly?" Yan Han warned in a low voice, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

However, Zhu Qianying continued to laugh, "I’m sorry, I don’t see anything wrong with the way I’m speaking. Besides, I didn’t ask you to listen to my nonsense. If Young Master Yan doesn’t like to listen, please roll as far away as you can. Don’t show up in front of me!"

Zhu Qianying did not struggle. She understood that it would be useless. However, that didn’t mean she would easily compromise verbally.

As she brazenly provoked him further, the sense of danger accumulated in Yan Han’s eyes. Flickers of fiery light began to dance in his gaze.

But his logic was still dominant.

"Zhu Qianying, I’m not here to argue. Let’s go somewhere and talk properly."

Zhu Qianying glanced around, realizing she wouldn’t be able to escape today. Moreover, she did need to have a serious talk with him. As their paths had crossed today, why not talk today?

Zhu Qianying pointed her chin at the modest coffee shop opposite them, "Fine, let’s go to that coffee shop."

Yan Han didn’t even turn to look, "No, we’re going home to talk."

Although Zhu Qianying didn’t understand his intentions, she knew that the biggest mistake in negotiations was to hold them on someone else’s turf. She had already lost all advantages.

"No, across the street!" Zhu Qianying insisted.

Yan Han frowning slightly and took a deep breath to suppress his inner raging fire.

If it were five years ago, he wouldn’t have bothered arguing with her. He would straight up carry her, shove her into the car, and forcibly take her home. It would be simple and ruthlessly efficient!

But after five years of intense waiting, he dared not treat her as recklessly as before.

"Let’s go back to the company!" He retreated a step.

Even though he had retreated a step, Zhu Qianying was still insistent, "No, just across the street!"

Yan Han glanced at the coffee shop she was pointing at and then at the chain hotel next door.

"Let’s go to the hotel!"

Zhu Qianying was well aware that she did not have the physical prowess to resist this man, hence she rejected any suggestion that would place both of them in a confined space.

Although the Yan Han she knew would never force himself on her, that didn’t mean she wanted to take the risk.

"No, the coffee shop!"

Suppressing the urge to carry her away, Yan Han eventually had to compromise.

"Alright..."

Already having lost the first round, Yan Han, fearing she would run away, closely held Zhu Qianying’s hand as they entered the coffee shop, choosing a spot at the farthest corner to seat down.

Only when he took her hand did Yan Han realize that during those days five years ago, he seemed never to have taken the initiative to hold her hand!

Zhu Qianying sat down in her seat first, noticing that Yan Han, who had always been exceedingly self-centric, was still standing by the table.

She marveled at the change in Yan Han. When had the Eldest Young Master Yan become as gentlemanly as the two Young Masters of the Ji family?

Then she noticed that her hand was still tightly held by Yan Han. She wriggled it, lifting her eyes to instruct him to let go.

Yan Han, however, seemed oblivious to her intentions. He placed their linked hands on the table, took a step back, and sat down opposite her.

A twitch ran through the corner of Zhu Qianying’s lips. This juvenile prank of a primary school student, was he actually enjoying playing it?

Just as she was about to mock him, Yan Han slightly released her left hand. She quickly tried to retrieve it, but her hand was promptly seized by his two hands.

Lowering his gaze, he scrutinized her slender and clean fingers with intense eyes.

"Where is the ring?"

His deep voice abruptly entered Zhu Qianying’s ear. A ring?

Had the man gone mad?

Or had he lost his memory, influenced by Yi Wei?

"What ring?" Zhu Qianying feigned ignorance.

Yan Han’s warm fingers gently brushed her ring finger. He raised his eyes, looking deeply at her, "Our wedding ring."

Had it not been a public place, Zhu Qianying would have burst into laughter.

Your grandpa’s ring!

Zhu Qianying cursed in her heart but said aloud.

"What, has Young Master Yan gone broke? Can’t even afford a wedding ring? Do you want to claim it from me so you can propose to Miss Yi again?"

Yan Han’s face changed slightly, and he tightened his grip on Zhu Qianying’s hand, "Zhu Qianying, there’s nothing between Yi Wei and me!"

Zhu Qianying, enduring the pain in her hand, raised an eyebrow and laughed at him, "Really? What does it have to do with me?"

She enjoyed seeing Yan Han’s face becoming more colorful, then she glanced at her clean ring finger and continued.

"That ring, when I left for overseas, I threw it into the sea. It can’t be found now. I’ll reimburse you five or ten times its cost!"