Marriage First, True Love Later

Anran had just stepped foot outside Youran Cuisine and was standing at the entrance waiting for Su Yicheng while she watched Xiao Xiao flag down a taxi, yet when that taxi suddenly came to a halt, Mo Fei unexpectedly got off; then, as if he didn’t see Xiao Xiao, he made a beeline for Anran.

By the time she realized what was going on, he had already approached her, and she struggled to free her hand from his grasp as she shouted, “Mo Fei, what do you want?! Let go of me!” Didn’t he already leave? What was doing back here again?

Mo Fei didn’t speak, and the displeasure and fury on his face were evident.

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“Mo Fei, you let me go, do you hear me?!” Aran yelled. She was truly enraged. What does he mean by this, and what gave him the right to touch her and drag her around however he pleased since they were strangers now?

Anran’s screams and shouts attracted a crowd of passersby. Everyone crowded over to watch, and even Youran Cuisine’s staff gathered at the entrance out of curiosity. Xiao Xiao stood aside with a smirk on her face, yet jealousy in her eyes, and had no intention of stepping forward to help.

Anran continued to struggle to break free from his grasp. “You let go of me! What do you want?”

Mo Fei stared at her with a somber expression, then closed his eyes. After a while, he finally said, “Follow me. I have something to tell you.”

“I have nothing to say to you! Let me go,” Anran said firmly with a resolute expression on her face.

Mo Fei simply looked at her without speaking and started dragging her away. Yet, as soon as Mo Fei turned his head around, he bumped right into Su Yicheng, who was standing in front of him.

When he caught sight of Anran’s hands tightly in Mo Fei’s grasp, Su Yicheng frowned slightly, then said with displeasure, “Sir, please let go of my wife.”

Mo Fei froze and stared blankly at the man in front of him. He remembered him. He was the man who had picked up Anran at the company gates the last time.

“Y-Yicheng.” Anran was relieved to finally see him, but as she let down her guard, sorrow overwhelmed her. Her nose started to twitch, and tears started to well up in her eyes.

Su Yicheng smiled at her, then stepped toward her and forcefully grabbed Mo Fei’s hand to make him let go of Anran. Then, he pulled Anran into his arms and patted her as he whispered into her ear, “It’s okay now.”

Mo Fei looked at the place Su Yicheng had pinched and discovered that it had become red and swollen. This man was not as gentle and nonviolent as he appeared. At least from the strength he used to grab him, Mo Fei knew that if he initiated a fight, he would not be his opponent. But seeing him hold Anran in his arms like that pained him deeply, since, once upon a time, he had also held on to her with such tenderness as they blissfully discussed their future together. Sure, he had once hurt her in the past, yet that was a necessary sacrifice he needed to make to achieve greater success. He wanted to give her a better life—to secure a better future for the two of them. He didn’t want her to suffer along with him while he worked hard to make that dream happen. After he returned to the country and had someone investigate her, when he found out that no man had appeared by her side for these six years, words couldn’t describe how ecstatic he was over this news, because he knew that she had been waiting for him all along.

However, in the mere span of a few days, this man had appeared beside her. He called himself her husband, yet Mo Fei had been waiting for more than 2,100 days and nights for her. He was unwilling to admit defeat over something that had happened over the span of a few days!

“You let go of her!” Mo Fei looked at Su Yiying fiercely, and the hands hanging on both his sides clenched together tightly.

Su Yicheng glanced at him for only a split second. Then, he looked down at Anran in his arms, hugged her, and whispered in her ear softly, “It’s all right now. I’ve driven the car over. Let’s go home.”

Anran nodded in his arms. She was deeply grateful for his perfect timing and for not having asked anything at the moment.

Su Yicheng held onto her as he turned to leave, but Mo Fei came up from behind and grabbed him. Su Yicheng turned around to see Mo Fei with a savage expression on his reddened face.

“I said let go of her,” Mo Fei glared at Su Yiying fiercely while he spat his words out slowly, word by word.

Su Yicheng frowned, but just as he was about to speak, Anran suddenly shot up in his arms while glaring at Mo Fei, then took a deep breath and said, “Mo Fei, what right do you have to tell him to let go? He is my husband, while you are? To put it bluntly, now we are merely classmates, not even friends. If you want to go further, you are merely my ex-boyfriend, and one from six years ago! You abandoned me without even looking back, so why won’t you leave me alone now? Do you really think that I would naively wait for someone who betrayed me so cruelly without moving on? Or were you just so selfish that you hoped that was the case? I will tell you now, Mo Fei, that no one will stay right where they are just to wait for you. Everything evolves and changes over time. Can’t you see how much Jiang City alone has changed since six years ago? Time is moving forward, cities are developing, so what makes you think that feelings remain the same? From the moment you stepped away from our relationship six years ago, things between us ended forever.

Anran finished her long speech without even pausing. Su Yicheng hugged her and could even feel her body slightly trembling because of her rage. He knew that whatever he said now would be superfluous, and all he could do was to embrace her tightly, let her rely on him, and give her strength.

Mo Fei gazed at her with a stunned expression. She was telling the truth, and he couldn’t refute a single word she said. But how could he bear to simply let go of her like this?! He loved her. She was the only person he had ever loved, right from the beginning!

Anran paid no further attention to him and turned to Su Yicheng to say, “Let’s go back.”

Su Yicheng nodded at her with a smile, then turned around with her in his arms.

“Anran, don’t leave…” Mo Fei grabbed her hand the instant Anran turned around.

Su Yicheng turned his head and said in an icy tone, “Mr. Mo, please maintain a sense of dignity.” After he said this, he yanked Anran’s hand away and headed straight toward the car parked on the side.

Mo Fei stared at that man entering the car with Anran in his arms, then watched as their car left and disappeared into the city traffic of the bustling night.

The onlookers also gradually dissipated with Anran and Su Yicheng’s departure, while Mo Fei turned around and came eye to eye with Xiao Xiao, who gazed at him mirthfully. He didn’t bother maintaining eye contact, and he shuffled into a taxi parked on the curb, then left.

Xiao Xiao smirked as she held the phone in her hands while watching the taxi that carried Mo Fei disappear around the corner of the street, then she glanced down at her phone to check the photos that she had just taken, and her smirk widened.

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