Eternal Love: The Billionaire's Relentless Pursuit-Chapter 242 - 235: Sorry to Keep You Waiting

Your husband?

The female student was stunned at first, then looked incredulous, "Impossible! You two seemed like strangers all the way here!"

Indeed, without conversation or interaction, it was easy for others to mistake Bai Yiran and Qiao Jie as a couple.

Bai Yiran found the girl’s words amusing, yet patiently said, "Do I need to show you my marriage certificate?"

Bai Yiran’s words left the female student speechless; after all, she had no right to see someone else’s marriage certificate, especially when she and that man had no relationship. She was just one-sidedly fond of him.

The female student looked at Leng Yichen, hoping to get a different answer from him. However, the man didn’t even glance at her; instead, he kept smiling at the woman who was occupying her seat.

The female student’s companion tugged at her, whispering, "Forget it, you can sit here next to me."

"Forget what!" The girl’s emotions got agitated, successfully drawing the entire bus’s attention to them. She stared at Bai Yiran, stubborn about the seat, as if getting the seat meant getting Leng Yichen. "This seat is mine, the guide already said we should sit in our original spots, you’re occupying my seat now!"

The tour guide found herself dragged into the situation, opened her mouth to speak but didn’t know what to say. She felt she’d really been unlucky, this was her first solo tour leading and there were already so many mistakes.

Sitting, Bai Yiran looked up at the female student’s collagen-rich yet flushed face, chuckled, "Alright, I’ll give you your seat back."

With that, Bai Yiran got up and sat next to Qiao Jie. Watching her with a proud expression, the female student felt she’d won a significant battle, happily preparing to sit down. Inside, Leng Yichen also stood up with Bai Yiran and pulled Qiao Jie sitting behind them.

"Let’s switch seats."

The girl’s eyes followed Leng Yichen’s movements, her eyes quickly turning red.

Qiao Jie sighed; he disliked seeing girls getting all teary-eyed. He casually patted the man from last night who shared a room with Leng Yichen, "Let’s swap seats too."

Her face flushed with shame and anger, tears welled up in her eyes, feeling everyone was mocking her.

Her companion also felt rather embarrassed, whispering complaint, "Didn’t I tell you to just let them have the seat earlier?"

All this fuss over a seat, being laughed at by everyone on the bus, how unworthy.

The girl seemed to persist stubbornly, even now saying defiantly, "Why should I give my seat to someone else!"

Bai Yiran felt the chill from the girl’s gaze, reached out to hold Leng Yichen’s large hand beside her, and humorously said in a small voice, "Girl, I can give you the seat back, but I’m taking my husband with me."

The female student tightly pressed her lips, resentfully looking at Leng Yichen. Her companion quickly turned her around, fearing she’d say something that would get laughed at.

Leng Yichen smiled widely, thoroughly enjoying Bai Yiran’s jealous fuss over him, squeezing the soft hand in his palm.

Maybe it was really bad luck from the guide, as this trip seemed destined for mishaps. The bus broke down halfway, and everyone was forced to wait at a nearby service area.

The guide anxiously contacted a new bus to retrieve the tourists, but was informed the earliest it would arrive was in two hours, causing momentary grievances from passengers.

The girl’s gaze never left Leng Yichen, watching his side profile, watching him speaking softly on the phone, watching the beautiful woman beside him, she bit her lip.

"Just give it up; haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough?"

The girl glared at her companion, continuing to watch Leng Yichen.

About half an hour later, a Bentley came driving over from afar, followed by a bus adorned with Huamei International’s signage.

The tour guide was stunned, wasn’t it supposed to take two hours for the bus? Then she took a closer look, Huamei International?

The Bentley car stopped first in front of Leng Yichen and Bai Yiran, and the driver got out politely approaching them, "Mr. Leng, madam, sorry for keeping you waiting!"