Chapter 595: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Slacker Life Chapter 688: Already Protecting Him Before He Even Enters the Door?

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Although Yan Qianqian hurried out the door, she did not forget to call Hua Hua. Hua Hua immediately chased after her like a gust of wind as soon as she heard her voice.

The carriage had long been waiting outside the door. Yan Qianqian climbed aboard nimbly, her movements swift and elegant.

Hua Hua followed closely behind, leaping lightly onto the carriage and sitting opposite Yan Qianqian.

Along the way, both remained silent. Hua Hua keenly sensed that her master was acting strange, but she did not dare disturb her rashly, merely sitting quietly with her head bowed, occasionally stealing a glance at Yan Qianqian.

The wheels rolled, the carriage moved slowly, and they finally returned to An Wangfu.

When Yan Qianqian returned to Qianji Yuan, it was nearly lunchtime. Hua Hua, being very perceptive, withdrew, leaving Yan Qianqian alone in the room.

Alone, Yan Qianqian's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that kiss just now.

Her heart pounded like a frightened fawn, thumping and thumping as if it would jump out of her throat.

She still remembered how she had stared blankly at Ouyang Chengren's eyes; within those cold eyes, tenderness and desire were actually mixed, making her whole body feel itchy and sweet inside.

The heat on Yan Qianqian's face did not subside but grew redder and redder, as brilliant as the evening clouds.

Just then, a light knocking suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts. Accompanied by the crisp sound of Mantou, "Miss, lunch is ready, Wangfei calls you to dine." Yan Qianqian slowly came back to her senses and softly replied, "Alright, I know."

She slowly stood up, lightly patted her slightly flushed cheeks, as if that could calm her somewhat restless heart. Then she took a deep breath and walked toward the door.

Reaching the door, Yan Qianqian paused, steadied herself for a moment, then reached out to push open the door. The door hinge creaked softly.

Yan Qianqian stepped over the threshold and headed toward Shantang. Mantou followed obediently behind her, silent all the way.

Along the way, Yan Qianqian's thoughts were in disarray. She tried hard to put what had just happened behind her, but found those images constantly flashing in her mind, making it hard to concentrate.

Before she knew it, Yan Qianqian had reached the entrance of Shantang. She composed herself and pushed the door open to enter.

As soon as she entered, Yan Qianqian sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Everyone had arrived. Yan Jie was excitedly talking with others, clearly in high spirits because his future brother-in-law would arrive that evening. Yan Si sat quietly to one side, a faint smile on his face.

However, when Yan Qianqian's gaze fell on An Wang, her heart tightened. She saw An Wang sitting coldly in the main seat, silent, his gloomy expression sending chills down one's spine.

Yan Qianqian silently cursed her bad luck and immediately realized the atmosphere here was off. Just as she was at a loss, An Wangfei spoke first: "Qianqian is back, come eat quickly."

Yan Qianqian felt as if pardoned, hurried to her seat and sat down, trying to make her movements look natural.

An Wangfei gently picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and placed it in Yan Qianqian's bowl, then asked softly, "Qianqian, do you have any food taboos for tonight's meal? Or any dishes you especially like?"

Yan Qianqian thought for a moment, then smiled and replied, "No, Mother, just arrange as you see fit."

An Wangfei nodded with satisfaction after hearing this and said, "Alright, Mother will prepare according to her own ideas."

However, An Wang, sitting to one side, remained silent throughout, eating slowly and deliberately, not even glancing at Yan Qianqian once; the whole table was filled with an awkward and uncomfortable atmosphere.

Finally finishing the meal, Yan Qianqian left the table in great relief. As soon as she left, An Wang put down his bowl and chopsticks, his face gloomy, and spoke first: "Si'er, Jie'er."

Hearing An Wang's call, Yan Si and Yan Jie raised their heads simultaneously and looked at An Wang.

An Wang's expression grew even gloomier, and he said in a chilling tone: "You know what to do tonight!"

Yan Si nodded quickly in response: "I know, I know, Father Wang, rest assured!"

Yan Jie, who was a beat slower, also hurried to echo: "Yes, yes, Father Wang, we understand!"

Only then did An Wang nod in satisfaction, seeming fairly satisfied with their answers.

An Wangfei, seeing An Wang like this, couldn't help but glare at him and said unhappily: "What is this dead look of yours? Do you really intend to beat my future son-in-law to death?"

Yan Si hurried to explain: "How could that be, Mother Wangfei, we just want to test him a little, we definitely won't hurt him!"

Yan Jie also hurried to echo: "Yes, yes, yes, we just want to see if he is sincere to Elder Sister, we definitely won't go too far."

Seeing his assurances, An Wangfei finally relaxed a little and said: "Good then. If you really go too far, all three of you get out of An Wangfu tomorrow!"

Hearing An Wangfei's words, Yan Jie and the other two were so frightened they dared not make a sound, afraid of angering her. Meanwhile, An Wang weakly muttered to one side: "He hasn't even entered the door yet, and you're already protecting him like this."

However, An Wangfei heard this sentence; she suddenly turned her head and stared coldly at An Wang with an icy gaze.

An Wang was frightened by this sudden "death glare" and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly lowered his head and silently ate his food, not daring to say another word.

At the same time, Shangguan Xingyu, sitting to one side, seemed distracted. She ate absentmindedly while secretly calculating something in her heart.

After the meal, everyone stood up and returned to their respective courtyards to rest.

Yan Qianqian also returned to her room. She lay on the bed, wanting to take a nap and relax properly. But as soon as she closed her eyes, the scenes of what had happened that morning kept flashing in her mind.

Her face involuntarily turned red. Yan Qianqian felt shy, so she hurriedly covered her head with the quilt, as if that could let her escape those embarrassing memories.

On the other side, Shangguan Xingyu was speaking softly to Yan Si. She told Yan Si that when he saw that person tonight, he should not target him too much and should try to say more good words for him.

Yan Si listened quietly, understanding in his heart that this was Yan Qianqian's wish. For this younger sister, he had always doted on her, so naturally he would not go against her will.

However, deep in Yan Si's heart, he had his own thoughts. He secretly pondered: if that person looked decent, he would unhesitatingly help his younger sister; but if that person did not look like an upright person, he would surely drive him away without mercy.