She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1561: Chapter 1637: I Am Your Woman

The Little Hooligan may be improper, and though his mouth is foul, he’s a good person. A very loyal good person. How could someone like him harm my brother-in-law!

But what about my brother-in-law?

An’an remembered in the chaos of battle, when she was taken as a hostage by Qin Yue. Her last sight was her brother-in-law fainting over Renault.

Qin Yue looked at An’an for a long time without saying anything, and her pitiful appearance caused an unexplainable frustration in his heart.

He must be the most agreeable hired Soldier on the streets. If it had been anyone else, they would have shot the hostage dead.

“I’m obviously a bad person; don’t you all call me the Little Hooligan? Can a hooligan be a good person?” Qin Yue felt an inexplicable frustration; he trusted no one.

An’an rubbed her eyes, failing to hold back her tears silently.

“If you kill my brother-in-law, I will hate you,” she said with a choked voice.

“That was your brother-in-law?”

“That’s right! If my brother-in-law dies, what will happen to my sister and my little nephew and niece!” An’an felt as if the sky were falling, her brother-in-law was the pillar of their two families!

“My brother-in-law came to save you as soon as he heard you were captured, but you betrayed her! You… you… are a bad person.” As An’an cried harder, her small body curled up into a ball, sitting on the sand with her face turning pale from the cold.

Qin Yue suddenly wanted to hear what version of himself they spoke of?

Is he Odin? Or the Little Hooligan?

He touched his chin, looking at the pitiful girl in front of him, and started fishing for words.

“So what are you to me?”

An’an raised her head abruptly at his words, her tear-filled eyes seemed to have been washed by magical springs, crystal clear and beautiful. Qin Yue was suddenly dumbstruck, his heart beating unguardedly, his breathing growing more rapid.

Though he didn’t show it, he was utterly surprised inside.

He clearly liked the type of sultry beauty like Cecil; why was he so easily affected by this girl?

An’an wracked her brains, thinking about their first meeting and his hooligan antics, his persistence during school. Thinking about his indifference when her memory recovered, his injuries and evasions. And then about his care and watchfulness after her sister went missing, finally chasing after her all the way to the United States without concern.

His transformation was entirely her fault.

It turns out she had always selfishly received without ever considering giving back. Although he was an improper Little Hooligan, he never once harmed her.

Selfless devotion, justice, uprightness.

After many thoughts, just when Qin Yue thought she wouldn’t answer, An’an spoke firmly: “Woman, I am your woman.”

“What?” Qin Yue suddenly pinned An’an beneath him, looking down at her with a mischievous grin, “Another one who wants to be my woman; are you going to throw yourself into my arms? Can you please a man?”

“…” An’an’s face reddened like blood, but as he spoke, her eyes gradually cooled down. During the exchange of hostages, she had seen the blonde beauty clinging closely to Qin Yue.

Suddenly, she felt disgusted, as if she had knocked over a jar of jealousy. Her eyes glared at Qin Yue spitefully, as if they were hooked.

Someone’s throat moved up and down, a strange impulse rushed downwards in his stomach. He clenched his palm, abruptly standing up as if he’d been scalded.