688 The Countdown of Yan and An 2

Lu Yan picked up the phone and heard the girl's soft and gentle voice coming through the phone. She had said, \"Ah Yan, how are you?\"

He peered through the glass partition at the girl. Today, the girl was wearing a form-fitting fringe skirt with a white cardigan. Her silky hair cascaded down, and the hair beside her cheek was tucked behind her fair earlobe, revealing her youthful and ravishing face.

She was raised by him and her basic needs were all provided by him, but he did not know what good food he had given her to make her skin as smooth and white as the suet of a sheep, which enticed one to take a bite.

He had not seen her for only four months and she seemed to have grown a little more mature and beautiful.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. \"I'm very well. How about you?\"

Was she well?

She was very unwell.

An'an looked at him tenderly. She did not wish to say that she was very well. There would always be someone else in the world that could make one remove her facade and reveal her vulnerability beneath. This person would make one desire to rely on him.

Seeing that she did not speak, Lu Yan knitted his brows and his tone was a little sharp. \"Have you been bullied?\"

An'an's luscious, long lashes quivered and she pouted her pink lips.

\"Don't pout!\" The man said in displeasure.

She raised her head and saw that the man's brown eyes were fixated on her lips, and his gaze was hot and smouldering.

An'an blushed. She felt that he had kissed her with merely a gaze.

If there was no glass partition between them, Lu Yan thought that he would definitely pull her onto his thigh and kiss her with no restraint. He did not lack anything in the prison, except for a woman.

She was sashaying in front of him dressed in such pretty clothes. Her skin was white and her body was soft. It was excruciating.

Lu Yan's eyes became solemn. \"What happened? Tell me!\"

These few words were threatening, stern and oppressive. An'an felt warm inside. She liked him even more when he was so overbearing.

Now she really did not want to do anything. She only wanted to lean in his arms. It was only in his embrace that she felt safe and secure.

\"If someone bullied me, what would you do?\" she asked.

Lu Yan answered without thinking, \"I'd kill him.\"

\"Braggart. You can't even come out of here now.\"

Lu Yan relaxed his tightly-knitted brows and smiled seductively. \"Why, you missed me?\"

Nobody had actually bullied her. She missed him, and that was why she had acted pitiful just now.

Mm, she missed him.

She missed him so much.

It would be nice if he could accompany her at the hospital.

Actually, she had not wanted to go through chemotherapy, take medicine and even eat her meals. She was unable to sleep every night, but she could not tell it to anyone.

She could not let Sister-in-law be sad or disappoint her Elder Brother.

If he had been there, he would surely coax her.

Her luscious, long lashes quivered and two droplets of luminous tears fell from her eyes.

Initially, there were only two droplets, but after that there were two streams. Women were truly made of water.

Lu Yan knitted his brows tightly again. She was crying very sadly and pitifully.

Her head was bowed, and she resembled a little kitten that had been abandoned on the streets. Lu Yan felt as though his heart had been pierced by a long needle and there were pricks of pain.

He wanted to comfort her but he could not touch her. At last, he said impatiently, \"What are you crying for? I'm still here. I'm not dead yet.\"

An'an raised her head and looked at him even more woefully. \"Lu Yan, do you miss me?\"

His vision was flickering looking at the girl's watery eyes. Lu Yan 's throat bobbed and he did not answer.

He did not speak.

He did not answer whether he missed her or not.

An'an's tears flowed down relentlessly, just like pearls on a broken string. \"Lu Yan, do you love me?\"

She asked him again if he loved her.

She had asked him this question twice when they were at Miaojiang, but he did not answer.

Lu Yan's sharp eyes swept his surroundings. There were a few couples, and everyone's gazes were riveted on them.

An 18-year-old girl was relentlessly asking a 37-year-old man if he loved her or not.

Everyone looked at them suspiciously.

Lu Yan had never proclaimed his love for anyone in his life before. Now, he was being stared at by everyone and his handsome face tightened.

\"Lu Yan, please say you love me. I want to hear it.\" An'an pleaded in a choked voice.

Lu Yan's face became grim and he admonished her in displeasure, \"An'an, stop playing around.\"

He had just uttered these words when An'an hung up the phone immediately and turned around to run away.

An'an had run away.

Her delicate figure swiftly disappeared from his vision. Lu Yan was still holding onto the phone, and there was a pang in his heart when he heard the 'Doot, doot' sound coming through the phone.

What had happened to her?

…

Lu Yan returned to his own prison cell. The inmate in the neighboring cell had just finished his visitation and was looking for him to chat. \"Brother, who is the young lady who just visited you. Your girlfriend?\"

As Lu Yan lay on the wooden bed indolently, his strong arms supported his head, and his legs were crossed on top of each other and swinging away.

\"My woman,\" he replied.

\"Wow, Brother, is that young lady even 18 years old? You actually managed to get hold of such a young one?\" His neighbor was extremely envious.

Lu Yan arched his brows and did not say a word.

\"But Brother, I saw that you made the young lady angry just now. She will surely ignore you in the future.\"

She would ignore him?

Lu Yan moved his lips and said confidently, \"She won't.\"

She would not ignore him.

\"Brother, why are you so confident? That young lady ran away just now. You be careful that she runs away with some other man.\"

After hearing these words, Lu Yan's handsome features became somber. He suddenly remembered that Li Junxun.

She was only 18 years old and in the prime of her youth and beauty. Besides Li Junxun, there would be other men waiting in line to pursue her.

Lu Yan felt frustrated and unhappy at the thought of this.

\"Brother, I see that you are quite cold towards the young lady. This is wrong of you. Young girls nowadays like to be coaxed with sweet-nothings or money. It's not easy for women to wait outside for inmates like us. They need someone they can lean on and protect them. Like that young lady, when she wants you to say that you love her, you say it to her. If you don't say it, how does she know you love her?\"

The inmate in the neighboring cell was yammering away. Lu Yan's entire mind was consumed with An'an's miserable face and the pitiful way she had looked while she was crying.

That little thing was so beautiful.

Lu Yan sat up suddenly and said, \"Prison warden, open the door! I want to make a phone call!\"

…

Lu Yan stood in front of the telephone. One hand was stuck in his pocket, and the other hand was holding the telephone. He did not dial immediately, but merely looked at a prison warden. \"You, yes, you. I want to ask you something. How did you say 'I love you' to your wife?\"