Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 447: A Dream

An Ran leaned against the back seat of the car, feeling aggrieved and drowsy.An’s mother, unable to put her mind at ease, spoke up, "I better sit in the back and watch her."

Chi father nodded and was about to close the car door.

Unexpectedly, a pair of slender, fair hands stopped the door.

An’s mother followed the arm upwards and was slightly surprised when she saw the handsome face, "Chi Cheng?"

Wasn’t this child with Han Ningmou?

Chi Cheng, usually so calm and composed, was now slightly out of breath.

He glanced at the drunken An Ran and said to An’s mother, "I’m here, Aunt An, you better sit in the front."

The seating arrangement had always been like this.

Because Chi father had once declared, the front passenger seat was reserved only for An’s mother.

In the eyes of the Chi family, Chi Cheng was the proverbial "other people’s child"!

A top student, gentlemanly, refined, with a sense of propriety.

Always able to easily gain people’s trust.

An’s mother nodded, not giving it much thought, and directly returned to the front passenger seat.

The Maybach slowly started, heading towards the Chi Mansion.

Hmm...

An Ran felt her head becoming increasingly dizzy, but her consciousness barely remained intact.

Why does the scent of the person she’s leaning against seem so familiar?

She opened her misty eyes in confusion, seeing Chi Cheng’s devilishly handsome face within reach.

"Chi Cheng?" she murmured softly.

Wasn’t Chi Cheng supposed to take Han Ningmou home?

The music was playing in the car, and her voice was very low.

The Chi father and An’s mother sitting in the front did not hear it.

Chi Cheng held An Ran, his thin lips approaching her, speaking in a voice only audible to the two of them, "What did you call me?"

"Chi Cheng... mm... go away..." An Ran resisted, leaning towards her side of the car, and then bumped her head with a thunk.

Hiss—

Chi Cheng immediately extended his big hand, pulling her into his arms, rubbing her head, "Does it hurt?"

An’s mother turned her head to look over, "What’s wrong?"

An Ran was still in a daze.

Chi Cheng raised his eyes, "She accidentally bumped her head against the car door just now, I better hold onto her a bit."

An’s mother shook her head, "This child, I don’t know what’s with her today. Tomorrow, I must give her a good scolding."

As she said that, she sat back down.

Chi father, driving, advised, "The child is growing up, she has her own thoughts, and she’s in her adolescence now. When she sobers up tomorrow, don’t say too much to her."

The two parents, sitting in the front row, launched into a heated discussion on how to educate children in their "adolescent years"...

Chi Cheng sat there straight-backed, his hands tightly holding the little girl in his arms.

At such a close distance, her hair’s fragrance lingered just below his nose.

A slight lowering of his head would see her slightly pouting lips, due to her pique.

His eyes deepened slightly, Chi Cheng gazed out the window, maintaining the position that allowed her to lean on his shoulder.

Back at the Chi Mansion, An Ran hadn’t even changed into pajamas, and was already deeply buried into the soft big bed.

She turned over and fell asleep.

An’s mother looked back at An Ran, turned off the lights, and left the room.

An Ran had a dream.

In the dream, she returned to her childhood.

She was chasing a boy in a white shirt and a navy blue sleeveless vest, appearing very gentle, shouting: Brother Chi, Brother Chi.

An Ran furrowed her brows, letting out a faint hum.

Who was that little boy?