When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 475: You’re Finally Back (Part 5)

No matter how wildly Sheng Jianan acted, the person in his arms seemed completely unresponsive, indifferent.

A pair of eyes, clear and transparent, devoid of any emotion.

This made Sheng Jianan admit defeat, restraining his frenzied kisses, yet he still didn’t let her go, holding her tightly in his embrace.

After a long while, Su Anle slowly spoke, "Mr. Sheng, can you let go of me now?"

Sheng Jianan retreated a little, staring straight at her, while Su Anle met his gaze calmly, neither arrogant nor servile, and without any emotion, "Mr. Sheng, you said if I didn’t stay, the airport would remain chaotic. Now that I have stayed, it doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want to me. I’ll pretend that what just happened didn’t happen, but if you cross the line again, I will take legal action."

Su Anle turned to twist the doorknob, but her wrist was grabbed again, Sheng Jianan’s eyes dark as ink, "What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning, Mr. Sheng. You made me miss my flight, and now you want to lock me up?"

"Where else do you want to go?"

Where else did she want to go? She left for three years, did she really think Sheng Jianan didn’t exist?

Now that she’s back, she still wants to leave?

Su Anle tried to free her wrist from the man’s grasp, but to no avail, so she stopped struggling altogether, allowing Sheng Jianan to hold her hand, "To where I should be."

"This is where you should be."

Sheng Jianan’s voice was low, but the restraint in it was evident. Su Anle turned around and smiled.

This was her first smile towards Sheng Jianan today, and also in the past three years. It was beautiful, gentle, yet cold, "Mr. Sheng, you’re joking. If I remember correctly, this is Mr. Sheng’s home. We don’t seem to have any relationship that justifies me considering this a place I should be."

Every word from the woman in front of him was almost challenging Sheng Jianan’s nerves.

Three years, he had waited so long for her to return, yet she offered no explanation. Every word and sentence only distanced their relationship.

A raging fire burned in Sheng Jianan’s heart. He really wanted to open this woman’s chest and see if there was a heart inside.

Pressing his thin lips into a line, Sheng Jianan swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the fire in his heart.

No matter what, she had returned, and that was enough. Everything else he could slowly address, but for now, he couldn’t let her leave again.

Embracing the person before him, Sheng Jianan deliberately avoided her calm, indifferent eyes, speaking softly, "I know everything now, Tang Yanqi. I don’t mind if you’re the Tang Family’s daughter, I really don’t. I know Grandpa’s death had nothing to do with you, I never blamed you. Be good, don’t make a fuss anymore."

Su Anle’s eyes flickered with a momentary daze. What kind of tone was this?

Was it a plea?

The illustrious Young Master Sheng using a pleading tone?

It was truly heartrending.

If she were still Tang Yanqi, perhaps she’d be overwhelmingly heartbroken, but she was Su Anle.

"Mr. Sheng, you’re joking..."

"Don’t call me Mr. Sheng anymore."

Before Su Anle could finish her sentence, Sheng Jianan interrupted sternly, and the room’s atmosphere suddenly grew tense. Su Anle closed her mouth and said no more.

The two of them remained in this deadlock, one not moving, the other not letting go.

Sheng Jianan was like an immature child, clinging to what he loved, afraid that if he let go, the person in front of him would disappear.