Chapter 3: Mistakes in Her Memories

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After the pleasant dinner ended, the two sets of parents arranged for Jiang Anzhi to send Feng Lanchu home.

They could have gone home separately. 

Feng Lanchu grumbled to herself, but her desire to live stopped her from saying anything.

Meanwhile, Jiang Anzhi had already stood up. He was much taller than she had thought and was about 185cm. The most important thing was that Jiang Anzhi had already put on a mask and a cap when she was not paying any attention. His entire face was thoroughly covered, and he looked like a celebrity going on a trip.

Feng Lanchu looked at him in shock. A regular person probably wouldn’t do this.

She glanced at her parents from the side of her eyes and saw that this had also weirded them out.

Mrs. Jiang saw how suspicious everyone looked, so she started to explain.

“Hahaha, Anzhi has some respiratory problems, so he has to be more careful. Don’t worry. It’s not a big deal.”

Mrs. Jiang’s explanation immediately cleared up Mdm. Liang’s doubts.

“Oh, then he has to be more careful indeed. The air quality in Huaixiang has definitely worsened lately.”

“Yes, yes, yes. Alright, let’s not dawdle. Let’s go.”

“Alright. Lanchu, hurry up and go.”

The Jiang family drove a low-key luxury car. Mr. Jiang got Mr. and Mrs. Feng to get in and left the Feng family’s locally produced car to Jiang Anzhi.

Even though Huaixiang City was not as developed as other first-tier cities like Yehai and Baizhou, the city planning had been done very well. In fact, it was known as little Singapore.

The ordinary locally made SUV sped along the beautiful roads with a luxury car following behind them. It was supposed to be very romantic, but when the people in the car behind them were not bodyguards but their parents, the romanticism just failed.

If her blind date match was like any of the other dates she had had before, and if his looks and family background were passable, she would have just closed an eye and married him. However, it was obvious that Jiang Anzhi came from a well-to-do family and was also very handsome. He did not look like someone who would settle down after marriage. She had better let some other girls have this handsome piece of meat.

Feng Lanchu began to draft up her rejection.

“Miss Feng, what do you think of our meeting tonight?”

Jiang Anzhi said casually. His voice was deep and a little hoarse. It was a delightful voice.

Eh? Feng Lanchu’s eyes glimmered with guilt.

“It was…pretty okay.”

“Pretty okay?” Jiang Anzhi glanced at her.

“Yep.” Feng Lanzhi nodded against her own convictions.

Jiang Anzhi’s eyes filled with laughter for some reason when he heard that. “I quite admire you, Miss Feng.”

Hmm?

Even though only Jiang Anzhi’s eyes could be seen, Feng Lanchu’s heart started to palpitate uncontrollably for some reason.

She finally understood what people meant when they said that good-looking people could do anything they wanted.

She had just decided to reject him. But when she heard him praising her, she could not help but preen.

“To tell the truth, I have no plans to get married. But… well, in any case, I am very serious, and I hope that you can give me a chance. We can give this a try.”

Jiang Anzhi even gave her a firm but gentle look after saying that.

Feng Lanchu did not know what was happening. It felt as if she had been seduced, and it was as if everything had come together just like that. After all, she had been forced into this by her parents as well, so there was nothing wrong with the two of them working together. As such, she nodded confusedly.

After that, they were engaged and married really quickly. She had gotten pregnant and had a baby. Everything had happened so quickly it was as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button. These milestones flashed by one after another.

…

Inside the delivery room, Feng Lanchu could not draw herself from these memories. She desperately wanted to time travel back to ten months ago and strangle her stupid self, who had nodded without knowing what she was getting into.

Just then, her mother-in-law handed her some chicken soup.

“My darling daughter-in-law, have some food so you will have strength later.”

The delicious scent of the chicken soup and the pain in her abdomen brought Feng Lanchu back to reality. She could not eat even if the best-tasting delicacy were placed in front of her.

She waved her hand tearily to stop Mrs. Jiang from feeding her.

“Mom, how many centimeters am I dilated. Can I have the baby now?”

The doctor told her to wait to be four centimeters dilated before going to the delivery ward, but her abdomen hurt very badly. She had already recalled how she had gotten married in a flash several times to distract herself. The more she thought about it, the more depressed she felt.