The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 212 - 216: Angel in the Mortal World (6)

An Yingming planned to wait until Ye Qiu’s injuries healed a bit before he took her to find another hidden place to recover.

Somehow, the wound on Ye Qiu appeared extremely terrible, with a slash that turned over flesh and blood, stretching from her scapula down to her waist on her smooth back.

Her pristine white wings behind her were nearly severed at the root, a bloody, muddled mess.

However, Ye Qiu now seemed much better, except for her face still pale and her lips devoid of any color, everything else was fine.

An Yingming couldn’t help but marvel at Ye Qiu’s recuperative abilities.

He optimistically thought that before long, he could go back and explain everything to Su Li.

As An Yingming pondered, Ye Qiu clung to him like a boneless creature, pressing herself against the man and asking, "Ming, what are you thinking?"

"Don’t I look nice?"

Yielding to Ye Qiu’s intermittent provocations pushed An Yingming, no matter how strong his resolve, to the limit. When he came back to his senses, his eyes were filled with the magnified innocent visage of Ye Qiu, and coupled with the boneless softness of her body, he truly grasped the mystique of an angel’s face with a devil’s figure.

Despite his undistracted heart, the unusual stirrings in his body could not be concealed.

An Yingming stood up in panic, raising his hand to push away the person on him, yet afraid of hurting her—

after all, Ye Qiu still had injuries.

The result of his brief hesitation was that Ye Qiu took the opportunity to press even closer to him.

With her large innocent eyes blinking insistently, she asked relentlessly, "Ming, don’t I look nice? Why won’t you look at me?"

Now this was incredibly awkward; An Yingming looked left and right but didn’t dare meet her gaze.

He felt ashamed of the reaction his body was having, how could he harbor such indecent emotions—he considered even the thought to be an absolute offense to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu was like an innocent young girl, utterly unaware of how tempting her actions were.

Suddenly, An Yingming’s resolve to protect Ye Qiu strengthened even more. Such a good girl, with such a special identity—if he didn’t take care of her, she’d surely be dissected and analyzed by those perverts.

"There, there, don’t be like this... you... you have injuries..." An Yingming spoke, covering his blushing ears and shivering.

With her long eyelashes trembling gently, Ye Qiu asked with a lovely smile, unaware, "Ming, what are you talking about?"

Her eyes were filled with scattered starlight, and her smiling crescent-shaped eyes were extremely attractive.

An Yingming covered his fiercely throbbing chest again, thinking that this was too much of a foul play.

He reflected that he ought to give this angelic little lady a crash course in ethics and morals soon. Otherwise, if Ye Qiu repeated the scene just now, he absolutely wouldn’t withstand it.

An Yingming kept confessing to his fiancée in his heart; he, he definitely didn’t have any other intentions.

It was simply a man’s nature.

While An Yingming hung his head, not noticing, a slight smugness flickered in Ye Qiu’s eyes opposite him.

It seemed she was quite pleased with the charm she had allowed to surface just now.

An Yingming was holding a precious treasure in his arms, while on the other side, Su Li, whose call had just been hung up, was not at all irritated.

If An Yingming really ditched that female Birdman and came back to marry her, now that would give her a headache.

Su Li was not the least bit troubled by An Yingming’s words and had a good sleep.

When she woke up early the next morning, Su Li opened her eyes, got out of bed, and chose for herself a silver-white lengthy dress embroidered with golden threads. Her long, shiny black hair, which reached her waist, was all swept up, leaving only a wisp hanging down by her temples.

And the wedding dress delivered from the bridal shop the day before was propped up on a stand, prominently placed in the most visible part of the bedroom.

Su Li glanced at it carelessly and then spared it not a moment more of her attention.

As she went downstairs, she casually mentioned to the aunt at home, "That wedding dress in the room, you see to it."

Downstairs, Su Family’s parents were already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. They were both startled by their daughter’s attire.

Mr. Su frowned and asked, "Are you still going to attend the wedding later?"

Su Li took a sip of the hot porridge in front of her and smiled contentedly, "Dad, what are you talking about? The wedding is mine, after all. Since the groom is gone, the bride can’t be missing, can she?"

"Have the company’s PR pay attention. When the time comes, make sure they cooperate well with my moves. I, Su Li, eat everything but never suffer a loss."

Su Family’s parents didn’t find anything wrong with their daughter, who had suddenly become so vindictive. On the contrary, they were relieved and nodded in joy, their mouths almost unable to close, "Alright, my good baby, do whatever you want. Mom and Dad will definitely support you."

After thinking for a while, Su Family’s parents were also filled with distress, blaming An Yingming for all of it. Look at what he turned their soft and tender baby into.

In fact, Su Li’s personality really wasn’t much like the original owner’s. Su Li had no intention of maintaining the original owner’s gentle nature, but these silly parents provided a ready-made excuse for the change in Su Li’s character.

Wouldn’t it be strange if someone hurt by their most beloved showed no change at all?

The Su family of three affectionately enjoyed a warm and hearty breakfast, while at the An Family’s place, there was a chaotic scene. An Pei and Madam An were nearly going mad.

Everything was ready, and yet, the groom who was about to set off to pick up the bride had vanished...

An Pei’s dark face deepened with wrinkles as he sternly asked Madam An, "Where’s our son? Have you contacted him?"

Madam An was also terribly worried, her hands gripping the phone that had grown quite hot. She had called An Yingming’s phone many times with no answer, and now that the auspicious hour was nearly upon them, the phone had been turned off.

Madam An shook her head, "No..."

An Pei slammed his hand against the wall next to him, startling Madam An so badly that her heart pounded wildly.

It had been a long time since her husband had been this angry.

An Pei lowered his voice and clenched his teeth, "Useless, how do you even call yourself a mother, not knowing where your son is."

"What about the things I asked you to do yesterday? How could such a problem arise at the last minute?"

Madam An felt as though a bucket of ice water had been poured over her from head to toe, cooling her to the bone. She felt wronged and somewhat frightened as she said, "I, I did talk to Yingming yesterday, and our son promised he would handle everything. Yingming has always been good and obedient. I never expected..."

An Pei spat, "You’re only good at failing tasks, not completing them. Being Madam An all these years, you’ve grown too comfortable even minor matters you’ve started messing up. What use are you?"