jdhmnovel Chapter 119 Special Handkerchief
Chapter 119 Special Handkerchief
Chapter 119 Special Handkerchief
Yan Ye curled his lips into a smile, quite satisfied with the effect.
Without glancing at Lu Tingyun, he continued walking with Yue Yirou in his arms.
How could Lu Tingyun let them leave so easily?
“Yi Rou, don’t go with him. Yan Ye only brought one of his men with him, don’t be afraid of him. Quickly tell everyone the truth. As long as you tell the truth, the villagers will definitely not stand by and watch you be taken away by Yan Ye.”
Unable to rush forward, Lu Tingyun could only shout at Yan Ye's back.
Yue Yirou was held in Yan Ye's arms. Upon hearing this, she glanced around and, sure enough, saw the unfamiliar man who had walked in front of them wearing the uniform of a Xingye Pavilion bodyguard.
She then realized that Yan Ye had only brought one bodyguard.
She really didn't want to go back to Xingye Pavilion with Yan Ye.
Suddenly, she felt a flutter in her heart.
In some ways, Yan Ye and she were indeed quite in sync. The moment she was moved, he stopped in his tracks and stared intently at her with a sharp gaze.
"Folks, I understand if you don't believe me, but surely you won't disbelieve Yi Rou, right? Yi Rou, tell everyone quickly, tell them that you are my fiancée, that Yan Ye forcibly took you, that you don't love him, and that you don't want to go back with him at all."
Lu Tingyun's voice was choked with sobs, heartbreaking.
Hearing this, the hearts of these simple and kind-hearted fishermen were deeply moved.
One of the men, an old man around sixty years old, spoke up: "Miss Yue, as long as you say you are not Young Master Yan's wife and are unwilling to go back with him, we will fight to the death to prevent him from taking you away. We have lived here for generations. Although we are poor and powerless, we have conscience, kindness, and justice. Once you come here, you are our family, and we will never stand by and watch you be bullied."
Hearing the old man's words, Yue Yirou was moved to tears.
She loves this island and every kind and simple fisherman on it.
If she could, she would love to stay here and spend the rest of her life here.
"So moved you cried?" Yan Ye sneered.
A stranger's words could move her to tears. He hadn't slept for two days and two nights, his eyes were so tired he could barely keep them open. Didn't she see that? Why wasn't she moved at all?
After wiping away her tears, Yue Yirou said to the old man, "Thank you, sir. I will come back to visit you often when I have time."
She wanted to stay, she really wanted to stay, but she knew Yan Ye wouldn't let her stay here and live a peaceful and comfortable life.
She also wanted to get rid of Yan Ye, especially wanted to get rid of him, but she knew that since Yan Ye was able to find this place in such a short time, he would definitely find her no matter where she hid.
It's rare that he's willing to let Tingyun off this time; she can't guarantee he won't be so accommodating next time.
Moreover, if everyone helps her drive Yan Ye away, Yan Ye will definitely not let these simple fishermen off the hook.
She couldn't disrupt the island's tranquility or bring suffering to everyone just to escape Yan Ye.
Yue Yirou gazed intently through the crowd at Lu Tingyun, who was stunned by her words.
She saw disbelief and sadness on his face.
I'm sorry, Tingyun, for your safety and for everyone's safety, I have to go back with Yan Ye.
Tears welled up again, and Yue Yirou withdrew her gaze, turning her head away cruelly, refusing to look at Lu Tingyun again.
The instant she turned her head, tears fell onto Yan Ye's chest, instantly soaking the thin shirt and burning his skin and his heart.
She's crying for Lu Tingyun again!
That stupid woman!
That wretched, stupid woman!
Yan Yezhen wanted to tell her right now that Lu Tingyun was just using her and didn't love her at all.
But he knew she wouldn't believe him.
Since she was willing to go back with him, he didn't want to create any more complications.
Let's tell her everything when we get back to Starry Night Pavilion.
Even if she doesn't believe him, he'll feel safer once he returns to Starry Night Pavilion.
He was afraid of anything that might cause him to lose her.
Yan Ye took another step.
"Yi Rou, don't go with him. Don't you love me anymore, Yi Rou..."
Lu Tingyun's heart-wrenching voice, tinged with sobs, pierced the night sky and reached Yue Yirou's ears.
Yue Yirou's tears flowed like a spring, her heart aching beyond measure.
But she didn't dare to look back.
Amidst her entanglements with Yan Ye and Lu Tingyun, she must make a decision.
She had previously made a decision to go with Lu Tingyun, but as it turned out, that decision was wrong.
She had to make another decision.
"Still crying? You sure have a lot of tears to shed."
On the beach, Yan Ye stopped and glared fiercely at the woman in his arms, his tone harsh.
Yue Yirou glanced at him timidly, sniffed, and tried to stop her tears.
"Clean me up properly. If you dare to cry again when we get back to the ship, and my men laugh at me, I'll throw you into the sea and let you cry your fill before pulling you out."
"..."
Not only was Yue Yirou speechless, but Acheng, who was walking beside them, was also particularly speechless.
Young Master clearly loves her so deeply, yet he treats her so fiercely. Is that really okay?
After glancing at Yue Yirou, whose face was streaked with tears, Acheng reached into his pocket, intending to take out a tissue to wipe her tears.
"Acheng, I have a handkerchief in my pocket. Take it out and throw it to this woman," Yan Ye suddenly said to Acheng.
Acheng was stunned when he heard this. When did the young master develop the habit of carrying a handkerchief in his pocket?
Before he was sent to the countryside to be a cat owner, the young master never carried anything in his pockets other than his phone.
They don't even carry a wallet when they go out, let alone small items like handkerchiefs.
He always reached out to them when he needed to wipe his hands or face.
His subordinates would immediately offer him clean towels, handkerchiefs, and tissues...
When did he ever carry a handkerchief?
"What are you standing there for? Do you want me to throw you into the sea for a soak too?" Yan Ye roared at A Cheng.
Acheng snapped back to his senses after Yan Ye's shout.
Why has the young master's temper become so fiery?
In the past, even when the young master was in a bad mood, he would at most emanate a chill from his body, but he would never roar like an angry lion.
Three years, young master, you've changed so much!
Is it because of Miss Yue in his arms?
As A-Cheng muttered to himself, he shakily put his hand into Yan Ye's pocket and pulled out a clean white handkerchief.
"Miss Yue, my name is Acheng, and I am the young master's personal bodyguard. This is the young master's personal handkerchief, for you."
Acheng respectfully handed the handkerchief to Yue Yirou.
Yan Ye's personal bodyguard?
How come I've never seen this before?
Yue Yirou looked at Acheng for a few seconds, then took the handkerchief, but did not immediately use it to wipe her tears.
He just stared at the clean white handkerchief in his hand.
Yan Ye's special handkerchief?
Yan Ye's handkerchief, or was it specially made for her?
"What? You heard it's my personal handkerchief and you find it disgusting, so you don't want to use it?"