Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

Lu Jinnian nodded, not speaking. Gradually, the song ended, changing to another one.

After this song, Qiao Anhao quickly figured out the next song. It was ”Love Letter” by Zhang Xueyou. She didn’t really like the song, but as she listened to its name and the lyrics, she suddenly remembered that she had once written a love letter as well.

Love letter is something that belongs to high school and regardless of whether one is a male or a female, whether the male chases the female or the other way around, it is always popular. One would write their feelings on a pink paper and get someone to pass it to the person he/she likes or would themselves place the letter in the person’s cabinet after school when everyone had left.

But Qiao Anhao’s letter wasn’t written in high school.

In high school, she never had the courage to confess, since she didn’t know Lu Jinnian’s feelings and was afraid that a failed confession would mean that they couldn’t even be friends. Besides, she had seen him throw away love letters from other girls even though there were a lot of onlookers. A girl had even cried on the spot before changing schools subsequently.

The only time she had mustered enough courage to write a love letter was after they had shared a room.

At that time, she didn’t tell Zhao Meng who she liked but had used a friend as a guise.

After listening to ”her friend’s” experience, Zhao Meng was sure that the man was interested in the woman. If not, he wouldn’t have left his work to find her when he realized that she had lost her wallet. When a normal man and woman shared a room and nothing happened, it was either that the man liked the woman too much, he wasn’t willing to taint her, or he had different sexual preferences.

Outsiders often had a clearer understanding of the situation. Qiao Anhao had felt that Lu Jinnian didn’t touch her since it was the normal thing to do, but after Zhao Meng’s analysis, her thoughts started running wild and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Lu Jinnian could be interested in her, and as she continued to think, she suddenly remembered that Lu Jinnian had told her to take care of herself and to call him when she was safe. She took out her phone and without even checking the time dialed his number.

Lu Jinnian seemed to have been awakened from his sleep for he sounded tired.

Qiao Anhao reddened. Embarrassed, she said, ”I didn’t notice the time.”

Lu Jinnian didn’t blame her and instead asked, ”It’s fine, you reached Beijing?”