Ming Zhongsheng had always wanted to prevent Ming Ansheng from contacting Third Yan .
But Ming Ansheng simply refused to .
Hence, Grandfather Ming had a row with Ming Ansheng pretty often . It always ended on an unhappy note .
Ming Ansheng felt a little troubled and didn’t want to argue with his grandfather at that time of the night . He suppressed his burgeoning rage and spoke calmly . “It’s late and everyone is asleep . Grandfather, rest early . ”
He was about to head towards his bedroom .
Ming Zhongsheng suddenly threw hi, a question . “Your marriage with Feiling should be settled soon, am I right?”
He seemed to ask him, but there was no room for objection .
Ming Ansheng clenched his fists and wanted to muster his courage to protest . He wanted to say that he was planning to annul the engagement and that he didn’t want to marry Tang Feiling . He was in love with someone else .
But… such words could only remain unsaid .
He retorted, “I’ve already said that I won’t get married before I turn 30 . ”
“Today, I heard that Lu Yinan is expecting a baby with a diplomat’s daughter without getting married . And she is carrying triplets . Third Yan is becoming a father soon . Old Jiang told me that Ah Heng will get married next year, too . Even though his prospective wife isn’t from a reputable background, it’s ideal he settles down soon . ”
Ming Zhongsheng sounded envious and indignant . He sneered coldly . “I’m the one getting anxious . ”
Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu are married and are expecting twins . They were leading a happy life at most . If anything, his grandson hadn’t even gotten himself a wife .
He had initially consoled himself as Lu Yinan was still single, too . But he was suddenly expecting three babies .
How could he still be patient?
Ming Ansheng smirked . “There is still my older brother . ”
He ended the conversation and swept past his grandfather in haste .
“You…” Ming Zhongsheng angrily pointed at Ming Ansheng’s back, and his blood pressure shot up .
Ming Ansheng fled into his room and quickly swung the door shut after him .
There was a ball of fire inside of him and it was raging . He stood in the cold shower for half an hour .
He put on his bathrobe and walked out with his hair dripping wet . He sat down on his bed and grabbed his phone .
He couldn’t help but admire Su Yue’s photo once more .
His heart instantly turned warm once again!
He finally understood the power of love—love can conquer anything indeed .
If only he could see the little one in the photo every day… after he comes home from work after a long tiring day .
He reckoned that he would be like Yan Rusheng who couldn’t wait to rush home every evening .
But when it comes to love, a lot of considerations and factors—including the timing and person—should be taken into consideration . Not everyone could meet the right one at the right time, and most importantly, have them in his grasp .
You could discover love, but it’s not to be sought after .
Ming Ansheng saved Su Yue’s photo, and he added it to a locked secret album . He looked at the photo and whispered, “Good night . ”
He turned off his lights and closed his eyes . And a forbidden image of Su Yue lying next to him crept into his mind .
He knew his desire had consumed him, but he had no way of stopping himself .
Yan Rusheng had drunk too much yesterday . No matter how many times his phone rang, he simply didn’t feel like opening his eyes .
He stretched his hand to feel the space beside him—it was empty .
His eyelids fluttered as he struggled to open his eyes . The room was empty .
“Xuxu?” Yan Rusheng called out, but there was no response . He turned on the light .
He glanced at the clock and it was barely six in the morning .
He knew that it must have been 6 a . m .
His head was splitting and he jabbed his head with his fists . He glanced around, searching for his phone .