“You…” Jun Hao tried to grab her, but An Ke wouldn’t let him come close, leaving in anger.
Jun Hao picked up the necklace and held it in his palm, watching her back as she went to her room, lost in thought.
“Son, you’ve given away this ancestral necklace. Why not just marry her and ease your father’s and my worries,” Lin Xiang Hua, who had appeared behind Jun Hao at some point, looked in the direction An Ke had disappeared.
“Mom, are you still worried that your excellent son can’t find a wife? As long as I want to marry, this villa would be full of candidates,” Jun Hao teased Lin Xiang Hua.
“But I know An Ke is the only girl you’ve given this necklace to. Xuan Ling never had this honor,” Lin Xiang Hua sighed: “Your father and I won’t force you to marry someone of equal social status. We just want you to be happy. The most important thing is to have children for the Jun family soon.”
“Mom, don’t worry. Go rest, or Dad will complain I’m taking up his beloved wife’s precious time.” Jun Hao pushed Lin Xiang Hua to her room, his tone unchanged, but a fleeting darkness in his eyes revealed his current mood.
“Young Master, Miss An is leaving,” Li Sao stood nearby, unsure what to do.
“Son, do you need your mom’s help?” Lin Xiang Hua turned back, seeming to want to see through his heart.
“Mom, go to your room. Your son is more than capable of handling this little girl,” Jun Hao sent Lin Xiang Hua to her room before following Li Sao to find An Ke.
“Baby, where are you going so late?” When Jun Hao’s familiar smile appeared beside An Ke, she didn’t turn to look at him, as if one glance would dirty her eyes.
He moved forward and tightly grabbed her, as if letting go would make her disappear.
She used almost all her strength to shake him off, coldly laughing: “Jun Hao, no matter what despicable means you use, I won’t be afraid. Please never appear in front of me again.”
“Are you sure you won’t regret it?” His hand was so heavy, crushing her bones.
