From Runaway Bride to Global Queen-Chapter 24 - Ruffian

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Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Ruffian

Qiao Yi was woken up by a series of phone calls, and as she sleepily opened her eyes to reach for the phone, an arm across her waist snapped her back to the bed.

Huh? What’s going on?

Qiao Yi wasn’t fully awake yet and had to use her not-so-sharp mind to figure out what was happening!

She, she, she! When did she roll into Lu Yanchuan’s arms!

The owner of the arm around her waist was none other than Lu Yanchuan!

Qiao Yi stiffened her neck as if her joints were rusted, slowly turning her head to see Lu Yanchuan, who was lying beside her and had seemingly opened his eyes at some point.

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“You…I…”

Lu Yanchuan squinted and slightly furrowed his brow, his arm tightened and pulled her back into his embrace.

“Sleep well.”

Sleep what sleep!

Qiao Yi kicked her legs and struggled out of Lu Yanchuan’s embrace.

Outside, the sky had already turned slightly white, and in a few hours, Lu Yanchuan would have to get up and go to work; now was the prime time to be sleeping soundly.

“What are you doing?”

Lu Yanchuan sat up impatiently, and it was then that Qiao Yi noticed he wasn’t wearing any clothes!

He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and Qiao Yi subconsciously swallowed, then quickly turned away as if shocked by electricity.

“You! Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”

“I am sleeping in my own bed.”

Lu Yanchuan, now thoroughly woken up by Qiao Yi, looked at her and found the situation amusing, like a flustered rabbit.

While Qiao Yi was turned away, he reached out and pulled her back into his arms again.

“You rolled into my arms and hugged me all night, and now you suddenly feel shy?”

Qiao Yi really wanted to tear Lu Yanchuan’s mouth apart!

What is this man talking about! Saying she hugged him all night! It was clearly Lu Yanchuan who was holding her!

Lu Yanchuan watched all the changes in Qiao Yi’s expression, his eyes filled with laughter and even a warmth he didn’t recognize.

Since he was woken up by Qiao Yi’s kicking at midnight, every night after Qiao Yi fell asleep, Lu Yanchuan would hold her in his arms.

Initially, it was just to help her sleep more peacefully, but later he got used to it and would probably feel uncomfortable without this human pillow some nights.

“You hug me to sleep, don’t you plan on taking responsibility?”

Qiao Yi turned around abruptly, extremely surprised, staring at Lu Yanchuan, unable to believe he could say something so shameless!

Lu Yanchuan remained unfazed, his gaze audaciously lingering on Qiao Yi’s body.

Following Lu Yanchuan’s gaze, Qiao Yi’s eyes landed on her slightly disheveled collar, and her face instantly flushed red!

“Like what you see?”

Qiao Yi, clenching her back teeth, sinisterly squeezed out the words, expecting Lu Yanchuan to back off, but he instead looked her up even more brazenly, changing her position to get a better view.

“Not bad, maybe you should ask Auntie to make you more papaya milkshakes.”

Qiao Yi, holding her blanket, ran into the room next door.

Lu Yanchuan is just a shameless rogue!

Everyone out there says how ruthless, cunning, and vicious the Third Young Master Lu is, but all Qiao Yi has seen so far is his bad taste and rascality!

Qiao Yi fiercely pounded the blanket as if the lump underneath her was Lu Yanchuan’s handsome face.

“Ding ding ding—”

Qiao Yi’s phone rang again, this time from the doorway.

“Your phone.”

Qiao Yi leapt up, snatched the phone from Lu Yanchuan’s hand, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Outside, Lu Yanchuan touched his nose, wondering if he had teased her a little too harshly.

“My darling, why did it take you so long to answer my call? Don’t you love me anymore?”

When Qiao Yi got back to bed, the call had already disconnected, and despite her chagrin, she couldn’t help but smile wryly when she saw the missed call notification.

She dialed back, and the call was picked up after just one ring.

Qiao Yi held the phone away from her ear to avoid Feng Siyu’s piercing scream.

Once Feng Siyu finally calmed down, Qiao Yi brought the phone back.

“My darling, you really don’t love me anymore after getting married, I’m so heartbroken!”

“Stop it, you know exactly what kind of marriage I’m in; get to the point, I need to sleep.”

Qiao Yi ruthlessly cut off Feng Siyu’s wailing, who muttered a bit before continuing, “I’m coming back to the country. I will arrive tomorrow at eleven in the noon. Remember to pick me up!”

Qiao Yi sat up straight in surprise and asked, “You’re coming back? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“You know, the training base I went to was fully enclosed. I only got released this afternoon. As soon as I was free, I heard you’d gotten married. I tried calling you, but you didn’t answer!”

Feng Siyu started a lengthy rant, but Qiao Yi felt warmed by his words.

“Alright, alright, go to sleep. As long as you’re fine and still up for bickering with me, I can rest easy. To think I still wanted to comfort you.”

Feng Siyu grunted a few times and decisively ended the call.

Qiao Yi was genuinely happy; she and Feng Siyu had been classmates since elementary school, the Qiao Family and the Feng Family were good friends, just not as intimately involved as with the Lu Family.

They had played together since childhood, and Qiao Yi’s affection for him was even deeper than for her own sister Qiao Xin.

This time Feng Siyu had gone abroad to participate in a program, only to find out it was a closed training camp, and he had only just been released.

He had missed her wedding entirely over these three months.

But for a marriage of convenience like hers, his attendance hardly mattered.

Qiao Yi laid back onto the bed, and somehow Lu Yanchuan’s smirking face popped into her mind.

High attractiveness certainly had its perks; if it were anyone else making that expression, it would definitely be creepy.

Qiao Yi buried her head in the blanket, her mind a cluttered mess, and somehow, she drifted back off to sleep, bottom up.

After Qiao Yi fell asleep again, the door to her room silently opened.

Lu Yanchuan walked in, saw the figure on the bed, and with a curl of his lips, picked her up and returned to his own room.

In the morning, Qiao Yi was jolted awake by her alarm, and as she rubbed her eyes sitting up in bed, she realized she was inexplicably back in Lu Yanchuan’s room.

Could she be sleepwalking?

Unable to figure it out, she shook off the confusion. Glancing at the time and seeing it was running short, Qiao Yi hurriedly got ready, grabbed her keys, and dashed out.

She rushed to catch her flight and managed to arrive at the airport just before the agreed time. As soon as Qiao Yi got out of the car, she heard a voice excitedly calling her from not too far.

“Qiao Qiao! Darling, I’m over here!”