Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1745: Chapter 1745 Entrusting You to Safekeep

“Yufei is my esteemed wife; she is not a hostess.” Qi Ruisen said coldly.

Qi Ruigang’s eyes were sinister; was this his way of saying he treated Mo Lan like a hostess?

“Qi Ruisen, what exactly is your game?”

He certainly doesn’t think they’re just inviting them for a meal.

The conversation finally hit the theme—

Qi Ruisen let the two beauties leave, he stood up and introduced the man beside him, Anan: “It’s not me who’s looking for you; it’s this person.”

Anan smirked wickedly: “Qi Ruigang, long time no see.”

Qi Ruigang’s eyes were shocked, “Are you Ruan Tianling?”

Anan nodded, “Yes, it’s me.”

…

Jian Yufei and Mo Lan sat facing each other.

The table was full of sumptuous food.

Jian Yufei also had someone open a bottle of ’82 Margaux.

This red wine has a smooth taste with a floral aroma, very suitable for women.

Jian Yufei and Mo Lan toasted each other, took a sip, and couldn’t praise it enough. They drank the wine and ate some food before they began talking.

“Yufei, has something happened?” Mo Lan asked in confusion.

Jian Yufei smiled faintly: “Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious. You know my mother is going to hold a wedding, right?”

“Yes, we all received the invitation.”

“Nangong Xu and my mother agreed that if my mother marries him and tries to accept him, he’ll let Ansel and I off the hook and stop making things difficult for us. So, after attending their wedding, I’m leaving.”

“Back to A City?”

“Yes.” Jian Yufei nodded.

Mo Lan felt very happy for her: “That’s great! You and Ansel will be safe, and you won’t have to live in fear anymore.”

Jian Yufei nodded and smiled: “Yes. But in the future, we will probably rarely return to London; it might be many years before we come back.”

After all, Ansel’s identity is sensitive, and Nangong Xu is unlikely to want to see him.

Only when my mother and he have a child, Nangong Xu will truly let his guard down.

Thinking that Nangong Xu’s purpose was ultimately achieved, Jian Yufei still felt uneasy.

Did her mother truly accept Nangong Xu?

“It doesn’t matter; as long as you’re safe, that’s what counts. No matter how long it takes for you to come back, it’s okay.”

“Mo Lan. After I return, I will ask Ruan Tianling to find a way to take you away.”

Mo Lan was slightly stunned; then, she laughed indifferently: “Yufei, you don’t have to worry about me. You’ve already helped me a lot, and I’m doing fine now. I’ll free myself; you don’t have to interfere.”

“How will you escape on your own? Qi Ruigang won’t let you go.”

“I have my ways. Don’t worry; when I need help, I’ll contact you.”

Mo Lan insisted on not letting Jian Yufei and the others get involved in her matters, and Jian Yufei didn’t push it.

Sometimes, just because you help someone, doesn’t mean it’s doing a good deed.

Doing a good deed also needs consent from the other person; otherwise, it might be counterproductive.

…

After eating, Jian Yufei took Mo Lan to her room.

She closed the door and took out a box made of pure gold.

“Mo Lan, I’m afraid I won’t be able to take this with me, so I’m entrusting it to you. Don’t tell anyone about this.”

Jian Yufei opened the box to show her the items inside, and then handed the box to her.

Mo Lan solemnly put it away: “Don’t worry; I’ll keep it safe and let no one know.”