Chapter 330: I’m Here

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: I'm Here

Yang Chen slipped into Anxin's room with joy and a big smile on his face. As soon as he entered, he saw Anxin in her nightgown, holding a utility knife and threatening to commit suicide.

"Uh, wait, calm down. If you don't want to see me, I can leave, alright? Don't do anything rash," Yang Chen said frustratingly.

Upon hearing the voice, Anxin found it strangely familiar. Wasn't that Liu Yun? She widened her watery eyes and trembled slightly. The utility knife slipped from her hand in disbelief as she stared at Yang Chen standing at the door with a playful smile.

"Yang Yang, how...?" Anyone would be utterly bewildered in such a situation, encountering someone they absolutely couldn't expect to see. Anxin could barely keep herself from fainting. Yang Chen quietly closed and locked the door, then walked towards Anxin, opening his arms.

Seeing the man she had yearned for day and night, Anxin's lips quivered. Like a girl seeking comfort when feeling wronged, she threw herself into Yang Chen's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her head in his chest. With a sob, she started crying.

Yang Chen felt a pang of heartache. He gently patted the woman's back, taking in her natural scent. Listening to her unrestrained sobs, he knew she must have endured a lot of unfair treatment during these days, filled with negative emotions she needed to release.

Kidnapped by her own father and brought to Sakamoto, then handed over to the Liu family, locked in a room under constant surveillance. She lived like a prisoner, always on guard against sudden actions from Liu Yun. After more than ten days of confinement, Anxin must have been on the brink of insanity, yearning desperately for freedom.

After crying for over a moment, Anxin finally calmed down. She wiped her teary eyes and blinked at Yang Chen, worried she might be mistaking him for someone else.

Yang Chen grinned, "You're not mistaken, Anxin darling. Your husband has come."

Anxin blushed, "I can tell. Besides you, no one else would shamelessly call themselves someone's husband."

Then Anxin asked anxiously, "How did you come here? Didn't anyone notice you coming up?"

Yang Chen chuckled inwardly at the thought of those useless guys downstairs who couldn't possibly detect him. "How I got here isn't important. Remember what you said last time? You mentioned that whether I could claim you depended on fate allowing us to meet again. I've been waiting and waiting, only to suddenly find out you were going to marry Liu Yun. That's completely against the rules of the game. I couldn't bear to see my woman given to a little pretty boy like him. So, I consulted a Taoist priest at the temple to divine your whereabouts. Once I found out you were here, I went through hell and high water to come rescue you from this predicament. So, what do you say about fate now? We've met again, and this time, you're not getting away."

Anxin giggled coyly. "Smooth talker. Where did you find a Taoist priest at a temple? Tell me the truth. Have you been secretly monitoring me? How else could you find me so easily and know about the Liu family planning to capture me? There's no way the Liu family would let that slip."

"Even if I did monitor you, it's better than letting you be taken by Liu Yun," Yang Chen teased, pecking Anxin's nose. "Look at you, crying like a little kitten."

Anxin wrinkled her nose playfully and looked at Yang Chen with affection and a hint of annoyance. Finally, she tiptoed and kissed him on the forehead.

"Thank you, Yang Chen. I've been praying that you would come to rescue me just like before. Now that you're really here, I want to thank you for turning my dreams into reality."

Yang Chen smirked. "You're thanking me so quickly. Why not ask me how I plan to get you out?"

"An Xin, my little darling, you don't need to sleep tonight. I feel like I have infinite energy," Yang Chen said without further ado, approaching her and embracing her tightly, kissing her passionately.

Although they had only met twice in total, both times had been passionate encounters, and their coordination and understanding of each other were unparalleled. Soon, they entered a state of intimacy. As they kissed passionately, they slowly moved towards the edge of the big bed. Then, with a light lift, Yang Chen threw the bride in her wedding dress onto the center of the bed.

As Yang Chen kissed delicately on An Xin's exquisite collarbone, he murmured, "Darling, keep the wedding dress on. I haven't tried this uniform yet."

"Um, this isn't really a uniform," An Xin murmured softly, "Don't worry about damaging it. Anyway, it's from the Liu family, so... even if you tear it, it's okay."

This statement was like throwing a match into a fuel tank. Yang Chen's eyes were almost turning red.

Tear it? Yang Chen had lived for so many years without understanding the meaning of this statement. It was clearly a plea for excitement!

Yang Chen smirked and exclaimed, "Little wife, here I come!" and began to take action...

An Xin arched up in perfect coordination, and the fluffy hem of her wedding dress stirred up a gust of fragrance.

...

After resting for quite a while, An Xin suddenly remembered and asked, "Yang Chen, you still haven't told me, what's next?"

Yang Chen nonchalantly replied, "You don't need to do anything. Just continue being my bride tomorrow."

"Huh?" An Xin clearly had a head full of question marks.

Yang Chen grinned mysteriously, "Anyway, do whatever you need to do. Tomorrow, when we're aboard the cruise ship, you'll be my bride. As for the wedding, it's definitely going to be special."

An Xin blinked, seeing Yang Chen teasing her, she decided not to ask further. She yawned cutely and nestled her head on Yang Chen's chest.

"I'm going to sleep. You're my pillow, so no moving," she murmured.

Yang Chen pulled up the blanket to cover An Xin, then picked up his phone from the bedside table where a message from an unknown number had arrived.

"The mission has been successfully carried out."