CHAPTER 371: CHAPTER 371

Fu Wangning watched with heartbroken despair as Fu Youhan kissed Jiang Moxi, then turned to see Ling Hua and Ling Ye, clapping and jumping for joy, which only fueled her rage even more.

She had always been good to the Ling siblings, even keeping in touch and sending them small gifts from abroad.

She thought that they would be on her side, outraged that Jiang Moxi had stolen Fu Youhan from her.

But what did she see?

Ling Ye and Ling Hua were actually cheering for their union!

Fu Wangning’s anger surged to its peak at that moment!

These ingrates, no matter how much she fed them, they never showed loyalty!

She would make them pay!

Not just Jiang Moxi, but Ling Hua and Ling Ye would also pay the price they deserved.

But Fu Wangning also knew that staying here would not allow her to do anything other than feel sad, desperate, and angry.

So, she had no choice but to leave the scene heartbroken.

However, she would not give up.

After waiting for Fu Youhan for so many years, how could she simply watch him belong to someone else?

Therefore, she would continue to fight against Jiang Moxi, even if Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan got married.

On the other side, Ling Yinan approached with Ling Hua and Ling Ye after Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi finished kissing.

Suchen joined them as well.

Cang Ming hesitated for a moment before following.

As soon as Ling Ye stepped forward, he planned to interrogate Jiang Moxi: "Jiang Moxi, when did you take down my little uncle behind my back? Why didn’t you tell me?"

He had been stressing that a high-flown flower like his little uncle would never be touched by a young girl like her.

But the way his little uncle had lost control when kissing Jiang Moxi just now made Ling Ye feel like his face was being slapper noisily.

As soon as Ling Ye spoke, however, Fu Youhan gave him a cold glance and said, "Call her Little Aunt."

Ling Ye instantly clutched his chest, as if struck by a ten-thousand-point critical hit.

Ling Hua laughed and said, "I told you before, little uncle and Sister Moxi seemed to be dating, but you didn’t believe me."

Mumbling, Ling Ye said, "But they seemed so unrelated, how could I associate them?"

Ling Yinan, meanwhile, was busy sending his blessings: "Little uncle, congratulations. Teacher Jiang is a good girl, take good care of her."

Fu Youhan said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. I will. I plan to hold the wedding on March 6th. You, Xiao Ye, and Huahua all should come and support us."

As soon as Fu Youhan finished speaking, everyone was stunned.

Suchen was even more surprised: "March 6th, isn’t that in two days? That’s so rushed?"

Jiang Moxi, looking at Fu Youhan, was equally stunned.

Although she had accepted Fu Youhan’s proposal and had contemplated an upcoming wedding, she thought it would be at least six months away.

But now...

Faced with everyone’s varied expressions, Fu Youhan wrapped his arm around Jiang Moxi’s slender waist and said, "If we don’t hurry up and have the wedding, what if she runs away?"

Ling Ye and Ling Hua joked with Jiang Moxi, "So you were planning to leave in the next two days because you had a spat with my little uncle."

Jiang Moxi’s face immediately turned red: "Don’t talk nonsense."

A mere quarrel with Fu Youhan wasn’t enough for her to want to cut ties with everything here.

It was because she knew that for her, Yan City was likely a carefully laid net, intended to trap her here for good.

Her leaving was for everyone’s benefit.

But now, Fu Youhan had suddenly proposed out of the blue and revealed his trump card, just to prove that he was worthy of her.

Jiang Moxi’s heart was once again swayed, and she couldn’t help but fantasize about a life together, through daily meals and changing seasons.

So she still decided to take the risk and stay here...

But upon learning Jiang Moxi’s decision to stay, Cang Ming’s expression had been awful.

"Are you sure you really want to stay here?"

Just when everyone was thrilled about Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi’s union, Cang Ming asked coldly.

The atmosphere changed abruptly.

Ling Hua, Ling Ye, and the others looked at each other, all puzzled about what Cang Ming’s relationship with Jiang Moxi was and why he would bring up such a mood-killing comment at this time.

Fu Youhan’s pair of black eyes were like winter ice breaking deep pools, piercingly locking onto Cang Ming.

He could sense that Jiang Moxi and Cang Ming were definitely not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, nor was there any ambiguity.

But Cang Ming’s attempt to persuade Jiang Moxi to leave was tantamount to becoming an enemy of Fu Youhan.

If Cang Ming truly swayed Jiang Moxi’s decision to stay, Fu Youhan would not let him off.

The ominous intent of a warning skirmish was evident in Fu Youhan’s demeanor, which Cang Ming naturally sensed.

But he faced it without fear.

Both men, equally distinguished in temperament and captivating in stature, met with their gazes in mid-air, seemingly sparking unidentified flames.

A battle without gunpowder seemed imminent, but then Jiang Moxi suddenly spoke out.

"I’m staying. I won’t leave."

With one sentence, both men’s gazes fell back on her.

The ice in the depths of Fu Youhan’s eyes showed signs of melting, while Cang Ming’s expression grew colder.

But Cang Ming also understood this was Jiang Moxi’s life; he had no right to decide for her.

So, he only cast his stern gaze upon Fu Youhan.

"Treat her well. You’ll never know what she has to sacrifice to stay by your side!"

"What exactly does she have to sacrifice to stay by my side? Explain it clearly to me."

Fu Youhan’s eyes narrowed sharply, like a cold blade trying to cut through Cang Ming, to decipher everything he knew about Jiang Moxi’s past.

And his intuition told him that what Cang Ming knew was precisely what Jiang Moxi least wanted him to know.

At this moment, Fu Youhan was damn jealous that Cang Ming could know the previous Jiang Moxi, know so much about her.

Cang Ming was just parting his thin lips to say something to Fu Youhan.

But then, Jiang Moxi suddenly spoke up: "Cang Ming, you should go back now."

When Jiang Moxi spoke, both men’s gazes converged on her once again.

Fu Youhan’s ink-black eyes still held sparks of anger.

And so did Cang Ming’s.

However, after locking eyes with Jiang Moxi for a few seconds, Cang Ming backed down: "I will go back first. Take care... be careful."

Jiang Moxi nodded.

Cang Ming then nodded to Ling Yinan and others before swiftly turning to leave.

Fu Youhan watched Cang Ming’s departing figure, his grip on Jiang Moxi’s waist visibly tightening.

"I will definitely treat you well, not giving anyone the chance to take you away," Fu Youhan promised in a low, husky voice.

Jiang Moxi nodded, not saying anything more.

Fu Youhan looked down at her beautiful profile, still wanting to pursue the question of what she would have to sacrifice to stay with him, Fu Youhan.

But considering how hard it was for her to forgive him, how hard it was for her to accept his proposal, in the end, Fu Youhan decided not to press the question further.

Better not to push Jiang Moxi too hard. He could question her thoroughly after the wedding was over.

Even if she refused to speak, they still had a lifetime ahead, a long time to continue learning about each other.

After all, they had the rest of their lives, didn’t they?