Do You Want to Marry Me? Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Lu An stared at Jin Nian in silence for a while. Then, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said emotionlessly, “Do you need a ride?” Jin Nian was about to refuse when she saw a young lady running over, panting. “Sister Jin Nian! You must have waited for a long time!” It was Jiang Qingchi’s a.s.sistant, a top student at Binhai University, named Xin Hui. “Sister Jin Nian, Director Jiang sent me to pick you up.”

Xin Hui ran up to Jin Nian and subconsciously looked at Lu An, who had a strong presence beside her. Xin Hui’s gaze froze, then she asked Jin Nian, “Sister Jin Nian, is this your friend?”

Lu An did not have much of an expression on his face, but the wild and unruly aura on his body was revealed without any concealment. It was obvious that he wasn’t someone to be trifled with. He was still staring at Jin Nian from above. It was as if he could only see her in his bottomless eyes. After Xin Hui graduated and came to Jiang Qingchi’s studio, Jiang Qingchi was already a little famous. Therefore, she had seen many handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry with Jiang Qingchi. However, when she saw the man in front of her, her eyes still lit up. She was sure that this man was definitely an outsider. To put it bluntly, celebrities and idols in the entertainment industry relied on popularity to make money. If they wanted popularity, they had to hide their edge and try their best to cater to everyone’s preferences. However, the person in front of him was different. The words “keep away” were written all over his body, and he did not seem to care about anyone’s gaze. The contrast was that the bouquet of jasmine in his arms inexplicably gave him a sense of gentleness and childishness.

“Yes, we grew up together.” Jin Nian then remembered to introduce them. Xin Hui nodded. “Do you want to give your friend a ride?” Just as Jin Nian was about to tell Jiang Qingchi that he did not need to send someone to pick her up, the other party hung up. However, no matter how much she quarreled with Jiang Qingchi, she would not make things difficult for a young lady who had just entered society. She turned to Lu An and asked, “Do you want me to give you a ride?” Lu An did not say anything. He only raised his eyelids. It was obvious that he did not want to.

Jin Nian felt a little awkward and nodded at him. “I’ll keep in touch with you in the future. I’ll be leaving now.”

“Alright.” Lu An slowly spat out a word, but no emotions could be heard. Jin Nian still had something to say, but they had not been in touch for a long time. The original friendship had been replaced by an inexplicable awkwardness. In the end, she did not say anything and followed Xin Hui out.

The announcement sounded in both languages. A new flight was about to take off. Lu An stood where he was and watched Jin Nian’s departing figure for a long time until he could not see her back anymore. It was as if the summer wind had brushed past, leaving no trace. He looked down at the carefully wrapped jasmine in his hand, proving that the rush just now was not an illusion. “Young Master Lu, why are you running so fast? Did you see an old acquaintance?” Li Baiwen appeared behind him and sighed helplessly. The two of them flew back to the country from Toronto and had just landed in Binhai after two flights. Li Baiwen was about to go get his luggage, but who knew that Lu An would run out without saying a word after seeing something in the crowd.

Seeing that Lu An was holding a bouquet of jasmine, Li Baiwen was about to reach out and take a flower: “I thought you didn’t like the smell of jasmine?”

Lu An slapped his hand away and said coldly, “If you touch my hand again, I’ll chop it off for you.”

Li Baiwen was not angry. Instead, he laughed. “Woah, which flower fairy sent this to you? I can’t even touch it?”

Lu An stretched his body lazily. He reached out and rubbed his neck, which was stiff from the long journey. His exquisite jawline was smooth, and his protruding Adam’s apple was very eye-catching. He suddenly thought of something and chuckled, “Yes, you can’t touch it.”

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As they walked out of the airport, the a.s.sistant, Xin Hui, looked back from time to time. After getting into the car, Xin Hui told Jiang Qingchi that they were safe. She told him that she was in the same car as Jin Nian and to not worry. As soon as she placed down her phone, Xin Hui pulled Jin Nian to the side and started asking her questions, “Sister Jin Nian, what does this friend of yours do? He’s so handsome! I’ve met many celebrities with Director Jiang, but he’s amazing! I don’t recognize any of the logos on his clothes. I guess he’s from a haute couture store? If he becomes a celebrity, the others will starve to death.”

“You’re exaggerating.” Jin Nian smiled helplessly.

She remembered that when Xin Hui first reported to Jiang Qingchi’s studio, she would always say emotionally, “Director Jiang’s face is really wasted behind the scenes.” She did not forget to pull Jin Nian over and sigh, “Sister Jin Nian, you’re the same. It’s really a loss for the entertainment industry that you did not become a celebrity. You and Director Jiang are really a match made in heaven. You’re too eye-catching when you stand together. Oh my gosh, I’m going to die from this sweet love.”