Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married Chapter 933 - I Have to Protect Her, or I Will Panic

Chapter 933: I Have to Protect Her, or I Will Panic

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

However, he could not believe that he actually allowed others to cause the death of his sister. The first time when he was young and the second time, after he had grown up, leaving Qingsi to be strayed in this cruel world, being bullied and belittled by others.

When he thought of all this, Xia Anlan’s heart could not find peace.

After being involved in politics for so many years, he thought that he could not experience emotions anymore—not joy, anger, or even sadness. He could face anyone logically and rationally.

This time, however, guilt and regret tore his heart and made it ache whenever he thought about it.

They were too late…for a good forty years.

“Father, you two should go back first,” Xia Anlan said to his father, “I’ll stay here.”

“No way. You have so many things to do, and I’ve no way to rest even if I go back,” Grandpa Xia said. “I can just stay here and look after your mother. We’ve been together for so long that I panic if I can’t see her. Rushuang, you should go back too. You’ve been up all night.” Old Xia noted the worried expression of the ward supervisor.

“All right. I have a meeting to attend in a moment. If anything happens just call me anytime. I’ll come back immediately.”

“Then…why don’t I stay here?” Yan Qingsi suggested from the side.

“You should go back with me, Qingsi,” Xia Anlan instantly replied the moment she finished her sentence, “You haven’t fully recovered, and the trip here was tough. Take a half day’s rest and you can come back here tomorrow, just so that you won’t catch a fever again.”

Yan Qingsi nodded. “Oh…okay.”

“Father, Qingsi and I will take our leave first,” Xia Anlan told Grandpa Xia.

“Grandfather, I…I’ll be going off first,” Yan Qingsi added hurriedly.

Grandpa Xia nodded his head. “Rushuang, go with Anlan,” he told Mrs. You.

“Sure,” Mrs. You replied. “I’ll make something when I get back, and I’ll come back in the afternoon.”

“Go on then.”

…

Mrs. You clutched onto Yan Qingsi’s hand. “Qingsi, just think of us as your family now that you’re here. No need to be so restrained around us,” she said softly, “Grandpa Xia and Grandma Xia are good people. There’s no such thing as status nonsense here. If you need anything, just tell me.”

Yan Qingsi kept thinking of You Xi when she saw Mrs. You. She forced out a smile.

No matter what, Mrs. You’s words always made her uncomfortable.

She acted like a host entertaining her guest; it made Qingsi feel like she was leeching off their resources. She shook her head. Perhaps she was thinking too much.

“Oh, right. I think you know our You Xi. I’ve heard him mention your name a few times before, but I’ve never seen your photo. It would be great if I had seen one sooner.”

Yan Qingsi extricated her hand gently. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know who you’re talking about,” she said, smiling. “I don’t think…I know that person…”

Mrs. You was taken aback. “Eh? You don’t know him?”

“No.” Yan Qingsi maintained a small smile on her face.

“Then…I probably remembered wrongly. Let’s just get onto the car first.” Mrs. You wanted to drag Yan Qingsi into the car when they were before it.

However, they never expected Xia Anlan’s voice to chime in, “Qingsi, come here. Come ride in the same car as your uncle.”

“Oh. Coming.” Yan Qingsi gave a nod toward Mrs. You, then sped off toward Xia Anlan’s car.

Compared to Mrs. You, Yan Qingsi felt a little less suffocated when she was with Xia Anlan.

In contrast, Xia Anlan gave her a sense of rea.s.surance.

Xia Anlan patted Yan Qingsi’s head. “Let’s go.”

Yan Qingsi bent over and got onto the car. Xia Anlan talked a bit to his secretary before following after.

Xia Anlan’s car slowly drifted off. Mrs. You stood in front of her car alone, watching the disappearing car. Desolation was etched into her expression. “Un…cle…” she whispered.

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