Fated to My Billionaire Husband

“Where are you now?” Yan Yue tried to steady her emotions, coldly asking him.

The man relayed his address, and she hastily grabbed her purse and headed out the door.

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Jian Yufei and Xiao Lang picked the fifteenth to be their engagement day. They would be engaged right after the New Year – a promisingly auspicious date. (The earlier remark about Ruan’s mother was mistaken; they would be engaged after New Year.)

Everyone in the restaurant knew about their engagement, and some jokers had started reffering her as ‘the boss’s wife’, which always made her blush.

The Ruan Family also started preparing for the engagement, but first, they needed to get ready for the New Year.

Ruan Anguo had always opposed Ruan Tianling’s engagement to Yan Yue. Even when Yan’s father spoke to him, it didn’t help. With the thinning Yan family resource, there was no festive atmosphere for the upcoming new year, and they were in a constant state of unease.

One day, Yan Yue left a villa.

She got in the car, tightly gripping the steering wheel, not anxious to start the car, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.

After a long while, her eyes hardened, and she made a decision.

Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number: “Ken, I have an idea, I need your help…”

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Ruan Tianling received a call from Yan Yue and immediately rushed to the Yan Residence.

Upon opening the bedroom door, he spotted her lying on the bed.

“Yueyue, how are you?” He sat down next to her and stroked her forehead.

She held his hand and sniffled, “Just a little cold. Ling, my parents aren’t at home. Can you stay with me today?”

“We should go to the hospital.”

“I won’t go. I took some medicine, a little rest and I’ll be fine. I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

Ruan Tianling leaned toward her, attempting to lift her up, “Be good, let’s go to the hospital.”

“I said no!” Clinging to his neck, she shook her head vigorously.

He had no choice but to let her lie down and he tucked her in.

At this moment, a servant entered the room, “Young Master Ruan, here’s your tea.”

“Just leave it there.”

The servant placed the teacup on the bedside table and quietly exited.

Yan Yue’s room was warm. Ruan Tianling took off his coat and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt. He took a sip of the tea, and Yueyue’s eyes flickered strangely.

“Ling, you seem exhausted. Haven’t you been resting well lately?” she asked, holding his hand.

Ruan Tianling rubbed his temples, “Well, New Year is coming, lots of things to deal with.”

Yan Yue pulled him closer, their foreheads touching, “I’m sorry to have you accompany me when you’re so busy.”

“Don’t be silly. The company matters are certainly not as important as you are.” Ruan Tianling pinched her cheek lightly and couldn’t help but yawn.

“Ling, why don’t you take a nap? I want to sleep holding you.” Yan Yue pulled back the blanket, and the indeed tired Ruan Tianling semi-reclined next to her.

Guessing he must be really tired recently, he thought of just taking a short nap, and therefore closed his eyes trustingly.

…

Jian Yufei was also quite busy lately, as Xiao Lang planned to open a new restaurant next year.