Chapter 69: Yan Moci's Moving Emotions

Su Xiwei opened her phone; she had previously gotten Yan Fanqing's contact by pretending to ask a question once.

She originally wanted Yan Fanqing to be one of her followers, but now she has a better idea.

Su Xiwei sent him a message despite Yan Fanqing being in class,

【Teacher Yan, do you still remember me? I'm Su Xiwei.】

After waiting a while, she received no reply.

Su Xiwei snorted coldly and directly cast out a hook,

【Teacher Yan, I don't know if you know Yan Moci, nor do you know who his wife is?】

That side still had no reply,

Su Xiwei felt somewhat anxious; if Yan Fanqing really was as Li Meng said, Su Xiwei absolutely could not believe he would be indifferent to Yan Moci's affairs.

As an illegitimate child, who wouldn't hate the legitimate son and not want to take everything from him!

Su Xiwei absolutely does not believe!

Su Xiwei had been driven to desperation; Su Xiyan cured Feng Yan, and once Feng Yan wakes up.

Li Meng will definitely tell Feng Yan everything; then Su Xiwei will gain nothing from either the Su or Yan families!..

Su Xiwei hopes to cooperate with Yan Fanqing, making Su Xiyan completely become a woman who, greedy for wealth and status, deliberately takes her place to marry into the Yan family—a shameless woman.

That way, if Yan Moci really wakes up then, she can rightfully resume her position as the Yan family's eldest daughter-in-law.

The more Su Xiwei thought about it, the more excited she became; she suddenly thought of something, and after opening her phone's browser and searching,

When Yan Moci's own photo appeared on a financial magazine before her, Su Xiwei's expression nearly went mad.

It's him!

Indeed, it's him!

Su Xiwei directly dropped a bombshell on Yan Fanqing,

【Teacher Yan, do you know who that person who appeared in the library today is?】

Still receiving no reply, Su Xiwei gritted her teeth fiercely,

She then sent:

【Yan Fanqing! Speak plainly—don't you want Yan Moci to disappear forever?】

(Sorry, the current user has refused to accept your messages.)

Seeing this, Su Xiwei's face turned completely ashen.

She finally realized that Yan Fanqing had been watching all along; it was she herself who had prematurely revealed her hand!

Then, she slowly turned her gaze to Li Meng on the side, after receiving a white-eye from Li Meng.

Su Xiwei let out a light sigh, since no one could help her.

Then, her own happiness could only rely on herself.

Really sorry, future mother-in-law, but I can only let you go see King Yama early.

Although Yan Fanqing originally had no class today, he rushed back to confirm who exactly had appeared in the library.

When Su Xiwei sent him a message, he was in class, and his peripheral vision caught every word of hers.

Upon seeing the second-to-last message, from Su Xiwei's attitude he already clearly guessed,

The person who appeared in the library today was Yan Moci.

He had indeed already awakened!

Not only had he awakened, but he even appeared openly at Capital University, utterly unconcerned about being discovered.

Yan Moci, forever so arrogant, so reckless!

But the time.

He is no longer the lone, weak university professor he once was.

After obtaining the answer he wanted, Yan Fanqing silently blocked Su Xiwei.

He understood Su Xiwei's intention in saying those words, but a woman like her is not worthy of being his ally.

As for exposing Su Xiyan's identity, naturally someone more suitable will do it.

After blocking Su Xiwei, he paused his typing, put down his phone, Yan Fanqing raised his head and gave a warm smile to his classmates, apologetically saying:

"Sorry, let's continue."

Su Xiyan had just pushed her grandmother back to the ward when Yan Moci's figure appeared at the ward door.

Su Xiyan was extremely surprised, "How could you be here?"

Before she could finish her question, he had already pulled her entirely into his embrace.

A chilling aura came over, bringing with it an unquestionable dominance and just the right amount of tenderness.

After a brief shock, Su Xiyan, who had just gone through that turmoil, was indeed a little tired; she let Yan Moci hold her in his arms without any struggle.

At this moment, the ward's atmosphere was tranquil yet warm.

After a while, she heard Yan Moci hoarsely ask, "Are you okay?"

Su Xiyan shook her head, her voice muffled, "It's fine, Feng Yan is critically ill.

Mrs. Feng threatened me with my grandmother, forcing me to treat him; Feng Yan has already escaped danger, everything's fine now."

Although Su Xiyan said it simply, regarding Li Meng's reputation, even before Yan Moci had heard of it.

How could he not know how perilous the struggle was for Su Xiyan, alone, to bring her gravely ill grandmother out of Li Meng's clutches?

Yan Moci's heart was full of lingering fear; he involuntarily tightened his arms, firmly locking Su Xiyan in his embrace, as if only thus could he gain a shred of security.

"Yan Moci, if you keep squeezing like that, I'll suffocate."

From within his embrace came Su Xiyan's muffled voice.

Yan Moci gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Rather than always letting me worry like this, I might as well take action myself."

Speaking of momentum, it requires effort, Su Xiyan suddenly asked softly:

"Yan Moci, if you come like this, you will definitely be discovered."

Yan Moci smiled indifferently, "I don't care about them."

He added in his heart: "If something happens to you, I will spend this lifetime living in regret."

In Su Xiyan's twenty years of life, she has always solved any problem on her own, which also cultivated her character of wanting to excel at everything; whatever she wants to do, she must do it to the best of her ability, and for anything she can do herself, she never wants to trouble others.

But today, when she was surrounded by Li Meng's people, Su Xiyan actually first thought of looking for Yan Moci; she subconsciously wanted to rely on Yan Moci.

Su Xiyan felt a little guilty, lightly biting her teeth, "Sorry, Yan Moci, it's all because of me.

The library matter, the hospital matter, it's all because of me."

Yan Moci chuckled, "Su Xiyan, if I tell you I'm completely willing, would you feel a bit better?"

Su Xiyan raised her head in surprise, looking at Yan Moci.

She didn't understand, why?

Looking at Su Xiyan, who had not yet opened her apertures, Yan Moci felt troubled.

Why would they send him such a little girl?

Such mischievousness, such carefree charm—just looking at her makes one unable to resist being attracted.

Precisely such a person, she is actually this pure and kind, making people unable to resist wanting to indulge themselves and immerse in it.

But precisely because of this, it makes Yan Moci ever more cautious.

Su Xiyan is like a treasure to him, making him afraid to hold her in his mouth lest she melt, and afraid to hold her in his hand lest she drop.

Forget it, she hasn't opened her apertures, he'll just wait.

Anyway, they still have that long a lifetime ahead.

But Yan Moci still couldn't help reaching out to pinch her rosy cheeks.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Hearing Su Xiyan's soft moan, Yan Moci couldn't help lightly touching her cheek with his finger; Su Xiyan wanted to dodge, but the hand Yan Moci had around her waist left her nowhere to escape.

At this moment, Su Xiyan, finally reacting, finally tried to struggle.

As soon as Su Xiyan struggled, she felt Yan Moci tighten his arm, his scorching body heat transmitting through the cloth, making her feel a bit shy.

She softly said, "Yan Moci, let go of me."