Chapter 940: 0914 She is mine
“No!”
Ling Qingan was well aware that the ‘ho’ Wen Jichen spoke of was not the old Ling Family, nor was it her current temporary residence, but instead the place where they once lived together —
Platinum Lanting.
It might have once been her ho, or perhaps it never was!
But now, it’s even less possible!
And she doesn’t want to go, is unwilling to go, and doesn’t want to be stained by even a shred of it!
To her, that place is a cage!
…
Su Ran was never soone who liked to participate in others’ affairs, no one has the right or power to judge others’ pasts. “Don’t persuade others to be kind without enduring their hardships” — so people talk endlessly, imposing their detached observer status lightly onto those involved, not knowing that what seems trivial to them is an indelible scar to others.
Thus, even though she considered Ling Qingan a friend, she wouldn’t involve herself with her past or judge her actions. To Ling Qingan and Wen Jichen, she was rely a bystander.
And she truly was a bystander.
Her lack of involvent does not an Wen Jichen can take soone away in front of her, even threatening Ling Qingan’s safety.
Su Ran saw the man ignoring the woman’s struggles, almost dragging her out forcibly, her gaze chilled instantly, and she stepped forward resolutely, swiftly dispersing the aggressive man and pulling the person to her side.
The movent was swift and efficient, but Ling Qingan’s wrist remained tightly grasped by Wen Jichen.
“Let go!”
He held Ling Qingan’s hand but directed his gaze at Su Ran, his face expressionless and filled with shadows, with his dark red eyes devoid of any warmth.
Wen Jichen no longer cared about Su Ran’s identity, he only knew he couldn’t let her take Ling Qingan away. Watching Ling Qingan being shielded by her side, his eyes darkened.
Su Ran loosened her grip on Ling Qingan’s wrist, yet her other hand was still tightly held by the man, as they pulled and tugged, one could imagine Ling Qingan’s arm.
“I’m quite surprised, Wen Jichen, that you would be soone who clings to the past. It was you who let go, you who hurt, you who found soone new, and yet you who still clings; does anyone else have any choice? Are you, Wen Jichen, just like other n, not treasuring what you have, always restless for what you don’t, unable to accept love without conditions? Without your permission, does anyone else not have the right to live?!”
“Let go? In what capacity are you asking to let go now? I’m her friend; and you? Wen Jichen, what are you to her now?”
Su Ran’s gaze was cold, her words sharp.
Upon hearing this, Wen Jichen’s face beca even more somber, then he sneered, seemingly ignoring Su Ran’s words.
“Let go!”
Su Ran’s gaze remained clear and icy, her attitude unwavering, “No!”
Wen Jichen’s eyes were turbulent, his deep voice wrapped in chilling coldness.
“Sis-in-law, let go.”
A single ‘sis-in-law’ was the last concession he would give her, when had the talented Wen Jichen ever been this humble?
“She is mine!”
Ling Qingan trembled, her face was ashen, brows furrowed, and forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, the piercing headache made her look extrely unwell.
Su Ran noticed her condition and soothingly patted her shoulder; unaware of what had transpired between Ling Qingan and Wen Jichen, she couldn’t help but feel pity seeing her in such a frightened state.
Wen Jichen’s gaze fell on that pitiful pale face, his icy eyes contracting involuntarily, and the hand hanging by his side subconsciously clenched tighter.
Seeing Su Ran’s action, the coldness in his eyes almost seed to overflow, feeling that hand resting on Ling Qingan’s shoulder was particularly glaring.
“I must take her away today!” As soon as he finished speaking, the man forcefully pulled Ling Qingan into his arms, his hands restraining her shoulders, as they moved to leave.
Su Ran’s gaze suddenly darkened, her voice turned colder, “Wen Jichen…”
She was about to step forward to block them, when suddenly, a few bodyguards erged from sowhere. Facing these obstructions, Su Ran remained expressionless but exuded a chilling aura.
However, by the ti she dealt with those in front of her and rushed out of the airport, there was already no trace of Wen Jichen and Ling Qingan. She stood at the entrance, her gaze clear and cold, her entire deanor radiating an intimidating aura.
She wasn’t particularly familiar with Wen Jichen before; even through Ling Qingan it was at most a nodding acquaintance. But being the outstanding talent of Yong City, even in different circles, it’s impossible not to know him.
Moreover, he was then the boyfriend of Ling Qingan, who shared a dormitory with her.
But her true familiarity with Wen Jichen ca after getting together with Fu Qiyuan; seeing him beside Yin Xiner made her feel he was a heartless beast in gentleman’s clothing, which was certainly beastly now.
This kind of man, who knows what will make him admit defeat!
Until receiving Ling Qingan’s ssage, Su Ran’s intimidating aura gradually dissipated, and seeing the words of safety on the phone, she could only sigh helplessly.
She’s no expert in relationships; she can’t decide for Ling Qingan, nor is it appropriate to ddle in their past.
So… they might as well handle it themselves!
Su Ran took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and upon opening them again, she saw a group of people coming towards her.
Chu Xiyao led Josie Martin, Nan Jiaying, and others, walking beside Hu Jialiang and Huang ngzhao.
In the absence of the fashion association’s elusive president, Hu Jialiang as vice president and Huang ngzhao as secretary-general were the top decision-makers in the association.
Though Chu Xiyao was the eldest daughter of the Chu family and Hua Country CE’s top executive, in the fashion and design circles, especially at this critical juncture, she had to show them due courtesy.
The Hua Country Fashion Association has established Hua Country fashion’s international status, promoting dostic and international industry collaboration, and now Hua Country is the largest consur market for fashion globally.
And the Hua Country Fashion Association symbolizes the authority and status in the fashion world, which cannot be questioned or challenged by just an heiress of the Chu family.
A group hurried over, followed by reporters from major dia newspapers. This year’s Paris Fashion Week is not only an international fashion event but also a significant event for dostic fashion, and thus, those involved are naturally pri interview subjects for various dia outlets.
Su Ran, always in the spotlight, especially drew everyone’s attention; she was the focal point they instantly noticed.
Hu Jialiang and Huang ngzhao were excitedly thrilled about eting their association president whom they usually only see online or on trending topics.
For Chu Xiyao and Josie Martin, who had more or less had conflicts with Su Ran, there was nothing but disdain and loathing.
For the reporters from Yong City, this was explosive news awaited for long, like promotions and salary raises calling out to them.
So, as Hu Jialiang and Huang ngzhao, excitedly ready to greet her, the reporters had already surged forward, completely surrounding Su Ran, making her the undisputed center character.
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