Fated to My Billionaire Husband

He couldn’t bear to see her sad and crestfallen.

Such sorrow in her, he would feel pain when he saw it.

Getting into the car, Ruan Tianling started the engine, and headed towards his private villa. Yan Yue leaned her head on him with a blissful smile on her face.

Halfway there, Ruan Tianling’s phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone, and Yan Yue, sensitive, looked over. Seeing that it was a strange number and not Jian Yufei’s, she let out a sigh of relief.

Ruan Tianling hesitated but eventually answered the call.

“Young Master, Miss Jian has been at Xiao Lang’s house without coming out, and now their lights are turned off.”

The man’s brow furrowed slightly, a chill flashing in his eyes.

“I understand. Leave it to you. I’ll be there soon.”

“Yes!”

Yan Yue lifted up her head, and apprehensively looked at him.

Ruan Tianling, patting her head, lovingly smiled and said, “Now, I’m taking you home to rest. Just have a good sleep when you get home and don’t worry about anything else, okay?”

Yan Yue was biting her lip pitifully; she was extremely upset.

She thought tonight would definitely be a success but didn’t expect Cheng Yaojin to appear halfway through!

The man leaned in to give her a peck on the lips, his tone gentle, “Good girl, behave.”

“Mm.” She leaned against him again, sulking slightly, while softly acknowledging.

Her considerateness and cuteness were always his favorite. Ruan Tianling curved his lips into a smile, his eyes filled with tenderness.

However, thinking about Jian Yufei spending the night at Xiao Lang’s house instantly ruined his good mood!

Jian Yufei had just gone to bed when she heard the doorbell ringing.

For some reason, in this quiet night, hearing the sudden sound of the doorbell made her feel uneasy.

She heard Xiao Lang walking to open the door, so she got up, put on her slippers, and came out of her room.

“Who are you?” Xiao Lang stood at the door, coldly questioning the three strange men in front of him.

All three men were dressed in crisp black suits, they didn’t say a word but forcefully entered the house, then closed the door behind them.

“You…” Xiao Lang’s eyes narrowed dangerously as one of the men suddenly revealed a gun aimed at his waist.

“Keep quiet. We mean no harm.”

They break into the house with guns, and they say they mean no harm?

Xiao Lang pursed his thin lips, not a hint of fear in his dark, sharp eyes.

At this time, Jian Yufei walked over, seeing the three towering strangers inside the house she felt a hint of fear.

The man with the gun stood behind Xiao Lang, concealing the imminent danger from Jian Yufei.

“Who are they?” she anxiously asked Xiao Lang, seeking explanation.

Xiao Lang, oblivious to the gun behind him, walked over to her with a comforting smile.

“They came for me, you go back into your room and rest.”

The man with the gun quickly concealed it and followed Xiao Lang’s lead, “Exactly, we’re here to talk to Mr. Xiao about some matters. Miss, there’s nothing for you to worry about, you should go rest.”

Jian Yufei was not so naive. The suspicious look on each of their faces made her fearful for Xiao Lang’s safety.

She looked at him worryingly, as he gripped her shoulder, turning her around and gently nudging her towards the bedroom, “Don’t worry, I’ll be alright.”