Chapter 305: How Can One Dare to Ruin a Beautiful Woman with Empty Sleeves?

On the bustling, brocade-like streets, taxis wove through the traffic at will, like agile fish.

It perfectly interpreted the exquisite skills of an old hand at the wheel.

In the back seat, Hao Anqi rested her head on Shen Yan's sturdy, broad shoulder, her fox-like eyes shimmering; Shen Yan stroked her little head and asked her what she wanted to eat.

For some reason, Hao Anqi suddenly felt like tasting stir-fried rice noodles.

"Shuai Yan, will you stir-fry a portion of rice noodles for me?"

That was the first meal Shen Yan had made for her on the day the two of them confirmed their relationship.

Shen Yan naturally would not refuse such a small request.

Afterward, the two arrived at a noodle shop in the city center with few customers; Shen Yan took off his coat and said with a smile, "You wait here, this master chef will show you a trick or two."

Hao Anqi nodded her little head obediently, her gaze quietly sweeping over the crystal-clear green wristwatch.

Only then did she discover that her little boyfriend had started wearing a watch at some point.

The exquisite strap, dial, and hands all revealed its extraordinary quality.

It must be worth a fortune.

Hao Anqi shook her head, casting away the distracting thoughts that shouldn't be there.

In less than five minutes, two plates of steaming stir-fried rice noodles were served on the table; Hao Anqi ate with great relish, her pretty face full of joy.

It was still the purest taste carved deep into her memory!

Having tasted stir-fried rice noodles so many times, only Shen Yan could make this flavor.

Even though the price was low.

In Hao Anqi's heart, it surpassed all kinds of delicacies.

After filling their stomachs, the two revisited an old haunt.

They came to the skating rink to experience the thrill brought by speed and passion.

Having played this sport several times, Hao Anqi was already well-versed in it, moving through the crowd as freely as a light swallow, and like a dancing butterfly, her body moved up and down performing various actions.

After two and a half hours in a row, the two, having had their fill of fun, packed their things and prepared to leave.

And just in the interval while the two were hailing a taxi.

The conversation between a young man and woman under a streetlamp caught Hao Anqi's attention.

Looking over, she saw the woman looking at the man with teary eyes, pleading bitterly: "Where did I do wrong? Tell me, I'll change, I'll change, just don't leave me."

The man looked helpless: "It's not your problem; you also know I'm penniless now, I can't give you anything."

The woman said with a sobbing tone: "I don't care about those things at all."

The man: "There will always be a distance between us; we are not people from the same world. You can be naive, but I cannot be ignorant. Rather than delaying you like this, it's better to let you go sooner."

The woman: "You're afraid of delaying me, you're afraid of the distance between us, you're afraid of everything, except losing me."

The man: "You will never understand how much pressure an ordinary person like me has to bear while looking up to a rich person like you."

The woman: "Can you not leave me..."

"Let go!"

Facing his girlfriend's bitter pleading, the man gritted his teeth and left heartlessly.

Leaving only the woman behind, crying bitterly in place.

This scene of shared feeling, every word of it, was like a small knife, stabbing at Hao Anqi's heart.

She stood frozen in place, as if seeing the future of herself and Shen Yan.

Shen Yan knew with his eyes closed that she was overthinking again, and immediately comforted her: "Men and women are different. Men have to shoulder the responsibility of supporting a family. You should have heard this saying: 'How can one dare to enter the bustling world while in poverty, and how can one dare to ruin a beautiful woman with empty sleeves?'"

"Perhaps that man was not wrong to do so, not wanting to continue delaying the woman, but he weighed the pros and cons and thought it over, yet he never considered whether this was the result the woman wanted."

The deafening words, like a great bell, kept circling in Hao Anqi's mind.

She couldn't help but fall into deep thought, repeatedly pondering the profound meaning behind these words.

At this moment, a taxi honked and appeared.

After getting into the car, Shen Yan sighed softly: "You promised me just last night not to think about those random things."

"But..."

Before Hao Anqi could finish her sentence, her red lips were completely blocked.

"Mmph!"

Hao Anqi's fox-like eyes shimmered, carrying a trace of confusion, a trace of surprise, and deep attachment.

With no time to think, she was submerged in that surging passion.

Her red lips parted unconsciously, responding forgetfully.

The sudden serving of dog food caused the driver's mentality to collapse directly.

Having just finished arguing with his wife and coming out, he now saw a scene of others showing off their affection.

He wished he could tear the two of them apart on the spot.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Looking at Hao Anqi, whose face was like a peach blossom, Shen Yan's voice was soft: "No overthinking, or I will really be angry."

"Oh!"

Hao Anqi responded obediently and immediately threw the previous matter to the back of her mind.

Approaching nine o'clock, the taxi arrived at Danqingyuan Residential Complex.

Passing by the parking shed, Shen Yan had a thought and went in to charge that bright red little electric scooter.

He said to Hao Anqi: "I barely ride this bike now, it's a waste just sitting there. You can just drive it back tomorrow morning, so I don't have to pick you up every time."

Hao Anqi agreed happily.

Her little boyfriend meant for her to come see him more often.

He took the elevator to the 8th floor.

As soon as he entered the home, Shen Yan transformed into a hungry wolf, pinning Hao Anqi against the door for a passionate kiss.

A coat, a sweater, inner garments... various articles of clothing were scattered all over the floor.

Hao Anqi's legs went limp, and her hands weakly wrapped around the back of Shen Yan's neck, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no room for any resistance.

Of course, she herself had absolutely no intention of resisting.

Suspended high in mid-air, she gave Shen Yan whatever he wanted.

"Little enchantress, do you still dare to let your imagination run wild?"

With a crisp "slap," Hao Anqi, having suffered a heavy blow, felt two rosy clouds fly onto her pretty face.

She said in a soft, sweet voice: "I don't dare anymore!"

Another crisp sound followed.

Shen Yan was determined to let this woman know his severity today; she had too much free time every day. Hao Anqi's delicate body trembled slightly, and she begged: "I know I was wrong, please don't hit me."

"No, today I must make you learn your lesson."

As his voice fell, Shen Yan had already carried her to the Large Bed, where he unleashed his eighteen styles of martial arts one after another, subduing Hao Anqi until she had no temper left, leaving her there complaining incessantly.

She accused Shen Yan of his vile behavior.

"You big villain, don't bully me like this."

"Sob sob sob! It's all swollen from you hitting it."

"Why are you biting people too, ouch!"

It was deep in the night, and all was silent.

Listening to the steady, powerful breathing beside her, despite her physical exhaustion, Hao Anqi was uncharacteristically suffering from insomnia, her fox eyes staring blankly at the ceiling as she fell into deep thought.

Her mind was filled with the conversation between that young man and woman outside the skating rink.

After a long while, a long, drawn-out sigh drifted through the air.

If a man feels he cannot give a woman a future, how could the woman not also feel a sense of disparity?