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"Married?"
Suspicion clouded Chu Lingchuan's eyes as he looked at the silent Ye Yunfeng beside An Nuan. His gaze was meaningful, and a teasing smile played on his lips. "Don't tell me, he's your husband?"
An Nuan awkwardly glanced at Ye Yunfeng beside her, a momentary flush of embarrassment crossing her face. How was she supposed to explain this? Her husband *was* indeed Ye Yunfeng. But this person had gotten ahead of her, and if she said it now, it would sound like she was deliberately trying to mislead them.
"I... we only just got married..."
An Nuan stammered slightly. To be honest, even now, she couldn't quite believe she had married so hastily.
No sooner had An Nuan's words fallen than You Fengqiu, who was standing nearby, instantly flared up. She rushed forward anxiously, her eyes stern as she demanded, "Lu An Nuan, are you really married?"
"Yes, really."
An Nuan nodded definitively. You Fengqiu raised a hand and slapped An Nuan across the face with a loud "smack!"
An Nuan's face turned sharply to the side, her cheek stinging with pain.
She glanced back at her mother, confusion etched on her features, only to find her mother's eyes filled with deep disappointment and anger.
"Lu An Nuan, has your memory gone to the dogs?! How many times have I told you not to be so reckless when choosing a man? Do you even know who he is? Does he have the means to provide you with a stable life, and yet you just go and marry him? If you divorce again, you'll be damaged goods! And if you have a child by then, who’s going to want you? What’s wrong with your head? Didn’t you listen to anything I taught you?"
You Fengqiu scolded her in a huff, her frustration boiling over as she contemplated slapping her disappointing daughter once more.
She had painstakingly advised her countless times before, but Lu An Nuan hadn’t retained a single lesson.
An Nuan endured the tirade, biting her lip to suppress the anger that threatened to rise within her.
Who had she married for, if not for You Fengqiu?
And what did her mother do? She slapped her without a second thought.
Just like her own mother.
"I'm not you. Even without a man, I can live a good life independently. At least I won't fall as low as you did."
And she wouldn’t allow their lives, which were already improving, to become difficult again.
"Lu An Nuan, say that again!"
An Nuan's words struck a raw nerve with You Fengqiu.
The woman who had initially been wary of Chu Lingchuan now completely disregarded him.
All her fury wanted to lash out at An Nuan. An Nuan did not flinch, allowing her mother to charge at her. Just as the slap was about to land on her face, a pair of large hands quickly caught You Fengqiu's wrist. With a gentle tug, An Nuan stumbled into a broad, steady embrace.
"She is mine now. No one is to lay a hand on her but me."
Ye Yunfeng's low, chilling voice resonated, his sharp eyes fixed on You Fengqiu.
You Fengqiu froze for a moment. Ye Yunfeng hadn't done anything, yet an inexplicable chill ran down her spine.
"This is my daughter! I can hit her if I want to!"
You Fengqiu felt a hint of guilt but still feigned strength as she spoke. Ye Yunfeng let out a cold scoff. "It seems there's no point in us being here."
With that, Ye Yunfeng gently ran his hand through An Nuan's hair, placed a light kiss on her forehead, then murmured softly in her ear, "You have me."
Those two simple words sent a jolt through An Nuan. Immediately, it felt as though warmth had spread through her heart, a burning sensation.
For the first time, someone had held and protected her like this. The feeling was astonishingly good.
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