Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 152 - Surely Will Not Let You Down

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 - Surely Will Not Let You Down

One action had drawn the two of them closer; hard to see that the older man was actually quite frisky.

Ruan Yingtong wore a knitted sweater while Lou Ting’s coat seemed to be of no use anymore.

He glanced at Xiao Chen with some hostility; he had underestimated him after all, as his touch didn’t aggravate Yun Yueyue.

Ruan Yingtong smiled, "It seems a bit cold, why don’t you take off your coat and give it to me?"

"Sure thing." Lou Ting smiled, Yingtao was indeed thoughtful; he quickly took off his coat and put it on her.

Ruan Yingtong felt lucky that she was cold-resistant and heat-tolerant, otherwise, she would be sweating buckets.

"Where to? I’ll take you." Xiao Chen’s hand showed no intention of retracting, tightly gripping Yun Yue’s hand.

Yun Yue looked down at that broad palm; the man’s hands were well defined, his fingers elongated, his wrist strong and powerful, the dark green of the jade ring accentuating his porcelain white skin.

Left hand enveloping the right.

She tried a few times to free her hand from his grasp and having failed, did not try again. Xiao Chen’s lips slightly curled upwards.

"I’d like to continue walking; Lou Ting, stay with me." Ruan Yingtong spoke.

Lou Ting: "?"

No, he didn’t want to.

Ruan Yingtong blinked at him.

Lou Ting: "..."

Silence for three seconds, then glancing over at Yun Yueyue, "Fine, then Mo Fan, you take Yun Yueyue back, I’ll let you use the car."

"Let’s go, let’s go." Ruan Yingtong pushed Lou Ting to leave.

Feng Ye was somewhat stunned; he didn’t know what Mr. Chen Chen and Ruan Yingtong had said to set him on their side so quickly?

"You just said you wanted to go have fun, I know a few places, I’ll take you there now."

He directly pulled Mo Fan away.

"Hey, when did I..." Mo Fan’s face darkened, he wanted to kick him away.

He didn’t know what Feng Ye had whispered in her ear, but her pace quickened.

Yun Yue faintly heard the words "hurry up" and her face darkened.

Were these people in cahoots?

"Since they’ve gone to have fun, I might as well take you to have some fun too."

"?"

Before she could speak, she was pulled away from the spot.

"Young one?" Xiao Chen pursed his lips, his voice low and magnetic, "Do you like Lou Ting?"

Yun Yue, taken aback for a moment, raised her eyebrows, her eyes alight with a mischievous smile, "Not really."

Xiao Chen chuckled lightly, his fingertips gently stroking the back of her hand, so tender and delicate.

Yun Yue was shaken by his laughter, a tremor in her heart. Why was he laughing?

Her delicate eyebrows lifted, her almond eyes clear and bright, mist veiling them as she gazed at his profile.

His profile had beautiful lines, like a landscape ink painting, misty and causing lingering affection.

"Do you have someone you like?"

His magnetic voice rose above her head again.

"No."

Xiao Chen’s smile at the corner of his lips widened; he stopped walking suddenly. Her head was down, lost in thought, and she hadn’t expected him to stop; her face plunged into his chest.

Three buttons of his shirt were open and her lips just happened to bump against his chest. She stared wide-eyed.

She could see his fair skin reflected in her eyes, she could even see his Adam’s apple moving, even hear him swallowing.

His scent grew more intense, invading her nostrils.

His skin temperature was a bit hot against her lips, his chest heaving powerfully, and his breath blowing on her ears was somewhat ticklish, making them flush red.

She instantly stepped back two paces, her eyes meeting a pair of fiery gaze, her hand still held in his, clearly feeling the temperature of his palm rising, scorchingly hot.

She quickly lowered her gaze. What was he doing? He was usually so normal!

"What if you consider me?"

His voice sounded again above her head, the corners of his lips hooked in a smirk.

Even Yueyue, dense as she might be, understood now. Was this a confession?

"..."

It was her first confession ever, and she couldn’t describe the feeling.

"Although it might be a bit disadvantageous for you, I think I’m fairly decent-looking, and I do have some money and power, so why not consider me?"

Xiao Chen’s eyes were earnest. The child was too outstanding; surrounded by so many admirers, he feared if he didn’t speak up now, the child might be taken by someone else.

Yueyue scoffed, originally feeling quite awkward, but his words unexpectedly made her burst into laughter.

Her eyes twinkled with mischief and wildness, "I’m only 17, you know."

"No worries, I can wait."

"I tend to be quite expensive."

"No worries, I can afford it."

"My temper isn’t great."

"No worries, I have a good temper."

Yueyue fell silent, the cool night breeze calming her down, yet a mischievous smile still played on her lips, "Are you serious?"

"Quite serious." Xiao Chen lifted her hand and removed the Mo Jade Thumb Ring from his left hand, placing it in her palm, "A token of our commitment."

"..."

Tokens of commitment were somewhat old-fashioned now, but it was indeed his style.

"Let’s give it a try then." Yueyue gazed at the Mo Jade Thumb Ring in her palm, still warm from his touch, her delicate face looking up with a touch of seriousness.

"Alright, I shall not disappoint you." Xiao Chen smiled, Yueyue seeing his smile for the first time, and it dazzled her.

Describing him with the line ’Startling LuoYang with every step on Huadong Mo’ from the poem wasn’t an exaggeration.

"This ring is a bit big on you; I’ll have it made into a necklace for you to wear around your neck. It’s quite valuable, so take good care of it." Xiao Chen pulled her forward as they walked.

Because it was a token of commitment given to her.

Yueyue gazed at the Mo Jade Thumb Ring in her hand, casually tucked it into her pocket, and let him lead her towards the direction of the shopping mall.

"Ji Ling, isn’t that Master Chen? He’s actually holding a girl’s hand?" Wang Tingting exclaimed in disbelief.

The girl was wearing a suit jacket, Xiao Chen’s; how could this be possible!

Xiao Chen was never seen with girls around, and even when Ji Ling visited the Xiao family, he was rarely home, let alone heard of him favoring any girls.

Seeing this scene would shock anyone!

Ji Ling pursed her lips, watching their backs recede. She clenched the handbag tightly in her hand; she had visited Aunt Jiang at the Xiao Family that afternoon, and he wasn’t home.

She had even inquired from Housekeeper Xiao, but Xiao Chen hadn’t brought any girl back.

"Master Xiao is betrothed to you; how could he do this?" Wang Tingting expressed indignation on her behalf.

"That woman has no shame; the Xiao family would never approve of her entering the Xiao family," Ji Ling, don’t worry; you are the Eldest Miss Ji."

Ji Ling’s lips remained pursed. She was the Eldest Miss of the Xiao family, albeit not by blood but mistakenly recognized as such. All these years, to make herself respected by the people of Beijing, she had worked ten times harder than others just to secure her place in the Ji family and gain recognition for her identity.

But her grandfather had always been lukewarm towards her, never seen coming back over the years. Moreover, the betrothal had been arranged by him, and she didn’t know if it still counted.

The Ji family, however, would eagerly look forward to this betrothal making her marry Xiao Chen so as to elevate the Ji family’s status.

Ji Ling shifted her gaze, "Let’s go, don’t tell anyone about today’s incident."

Wang Tingting looked once more in that direction and nodded. If it were up to Ji Ling, she would have charged up and slapped that woman right then.