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Chapter 419: Qiao Yaruan’s Shackles

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She first became aware of the man named An Fengyang from the recent news report. However, she had only seen his back and though they had met twice after that, they merely brushed shoulders each time.

This time, this person who had suddenly appeared in front of her made it hard for her to accept for a moment.

It was a dazzling and glorious hall yet a sorrowful air hung over the atmosphere.

On the second floor, a little girl was hiding behind the staircase as she hugged the banister. She pursed her lips as she stared at the scene below.

A young couple was seated on the sofa as they looked at the man across them cautiously and apologetically. The man looked to be in his early twenties and was sitting perfectly straight. His features were so delicate that it was criminal and he carried an unspeakable sense of poised luxury. His hands were placed neatly on his lap.

“I’ve come here today because my mother doesn’t want you to attend my sister’s funeral. My mother said that she has passed away and there’s no need to make the child bear the responsibility,” said the man said in an elegant and deep voice.

The wife was crying desolately and the husband gently patted her on the shoulder. “Mister An, Miss An had lost her life in order to save my daughter. We must…”

The man shook his head as he looked up and stopped the husband from speaking any further. “It was her duty and responsibility and no one was in the wrong. We don’t want you to destroy your child’s life because of this so don’t tell your daughter anything about my family. This is my mother’s wish and it’s also my sister’s final wish before she died. Please understand, Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao.”

Qiao Yaruan’s body was trembling uncontrollably. The things she had secretly overheard from that man who had sat in her living room that year flashed before her eyes.

Everyone noticed Qiao Yaruan’s strange behavior. She was looking at An Fengyang with a look of terror in her eyes.

Wen Xin looked up at An Fengyang curiously. She seemed to be asking whether Qiao Yaruan was a female admirer that he had provoked.

An Fengyang stared innocently at his wife. His only impression of Qiao Yaruan was that she was Shui Anluo’s best friend.

“Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager…” Shui Anluo reached out and held Qiao Yaruan’s trembling wrists as she called out to her curiously.

Qiao Yaruan’s body trembled even more. Finally, she turned around and left as if she could not take it anymore.

“Yaruan…” Shui Anluo cried out. She had never seen Qiao Yaruan behave like that.

However, before Shui Anluo could run after her, someone was already one step ahead of her.

As Qiao Yaruan did not have an elevator card, she had no way of entering the elevator immediately after she ran out of the apartment. She needs the staff downstairs to activate the elevator for her and just as she was contacting the staff in a shaky voice, Feng Feng appeared and held onto her wrist.

“Qiao Yaruan, what on earth is wrong with you?” Feng Feng asked in a dark voice.

He could not control Qiao Yaruan in this state but the more he could not control her, the more he would panic.

Besides, why would she react to An Fengyang like that? It did not seem like an emotional dispute.

Or could it be that she was…

The answer to that caused him to frown for some strange reason.

Qiao Yaruan’s body remained tense as she looked up at glared at him viciously. “How is this any of your business?”

As her parents had refused to talk to her about the matter, she had to find the answers in ‘A’ City. She never expected it to appear in front of her without any warning.

The older sister who had died because of her, all she had thought about even as she drew her last breath was that she would not wallow in remorse. These were also the shackles that had imprisoned her for seven years.

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