Chapter 65: I’ll See You Home

Chapter 65: I'll See You Home

These were Jiang Yu's last few days in the city, as her letter of introduction had expired, and she had to return to the countryside.

Fortunately, she had successfully resolved her marriage situation, so she wasn’t leaving empty-handed.

"It’s going to be hard to see you go after all this time."

Jiang Yu said with a smile, "Auntie Ya, I'll come to see you often."

Ya Xiangling nodded, "Besides, you’ll be getting married soon, so I can see you anytime I want."

He Tingyue had brought a lot of things over these past few days, but Jiang Yu didn’t want to take them.

"Leave them all for Auntie Ya."

Ya Xiangling said with a feigned anger, "Do I really need all this stuff? You’ve been here for so long, you can’t just go back empty-handed. He Tingyue is your supporter, and his name carries weight. You need to return in style so that your parents will be wary and won’t dare to scheme about selling you off again."

Especially Jiang Hao—he’s probably up to no good.

Jiang Yu felt a warm glow in her heart. During her time in the city, she had gained a lot, not just because of He Tingyue.

She had made friends and grown closer to Auntie Ya.

"Auntie Ya, thank you."

Ya Xiangling waved her hand, "Don't mention it. Go now, Little He has been waiting impatiently."

Jiang Yu's face flushed, and she went downstairs with her luggage.

When she came, her luggage was light, with barely any clothes.

When she left, her bag was bulging and almost couldn’t be closed.

"Auntie Ya, I'll go home first. I'll come back to see you soon."

"Go, go, if you don’t leave soon, Little He will turn into a stone waiting for his wife."

Old Lady Zhao stuck her head out and asked, "Old Ya, does Jiang Yu have a partner now?"

Ya Xiangling, with whom she had never gotten along, was quite unfriendly.

"She does. Stop eyeing our household."

Old Lady Zhao had a nephew in the countryside who had come to mooch off her many times. The man, already in his thirties, was lazy and couldn’t find a wife.

Ever since Jiang Yu arrived, Old Lady Zhao had been trying to set her up with her nephew.

Old Lady Zhao looked embarrassed at being shot down.

"Who’s been eyeing? I was just asking."

Saying so, she closed the door with great dissatisfaction.

By this time, Jiang Yu had already gone downstairs.

He Tingyue took her luggage and tied it to the back seat.

Jiang Yu was stunned. Then where would she sit?

He Tingyue kept a straight face and tapped the bar in front of him.

"I’ve put something down for you to sit on, so you can sit here."

Jiang Yu’s eyes widened a little. It wasn’t that she found sitting there uncomfortable.

But if she sat there, it would feel like she was practically sitting in his lap.

He Tingyue got on the bicycle first, his phoenix eyes deepening.

"Xiao Yu, get on."

Jiang Yu felt a bit embarrassed. "Is it really okay?"

He Tingyue said, "We’re a couple, and we’re getting married soon. There’s nothing wrong with that."

A lot of couples ride like this on the street.

Truth be told, he wouldn’t have thought of it if he hadn’t seen others doing it.

Sitting behind wouldn’t let him see her face at all.

Reluctantly, Jiang Yu climbed on, with He Tingyue helping her up.

The bar was so high that she needed He Tingyue’s help to get on, and her feet dangled mid-air.

With something underneath, it wasn’t too uncomfortable, but she didn’t feel very secure.

"If you feel like you might fall, you can hold onto me."

Jiang Yu was sitting sideways, and if she hugged his waist, she would have to bury her face in his chest.

She shot him a playful glare. "I’m fine, let’s go."

A flicker of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but being this close to her was enough for now.

Their relationship had rapidly warmed over these days, but they had both been very proper, never crossing the line.

Other than holding hands, they hadn’t done anything inappropriate.

When Jiang Yu told Xie Feifei about it, Xie Feifei just shook her head, saying He Tingyue was way too old-fashioned.

She and Lin Chang’an had already kissed a long time ago.

Jiang Yu couldn’t help but glance up at He Tingyue’s strong jawline.

Beyond his firm jaw was his lips.

His lips were a bit thin, with a natural color, and she wondered what it would feel like to kiss him.

Realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Yu hastily lowered her head, her face flushing. How could she think of something so embarrassing?

Before they knew it, they arrived at the station.

He Tingyue pulled out some cash to buy the tickets, and Jiang Yu quickly offered, "I can handle it," but he was already done buying two tickets.

Jiang Yu frowned. "I have money."

He Tingyue said, "If we got married, would you still keep track of every little thing?"

"But we're not married yet." Ya Xiangling had given her twenty yuan, specifically instructing her that since they weren't married yet, she shouldn't always rely on the guy for money.

"After we're married, there'll be plenty of time for that."

However, He Tingyue said seriously, "To me, you're already my wife, and it's only right that I spend money on you."

Jiang Yu blushed again, her face flushed so badly it felt like it was on fire, and shot him a glance that didn't even faze him.

"Stop saying silly things."

"Alright, let's get on the bus first and grab a good seat."

That's when Jiang Yu realized he'd bought two tickets.

"You're coming with me?"

He Tingyue stowed the luggage away, took her hand, and guided her onto the bus, letting her sit by the window and opening it.

These days, buses carry not just people but all kinds of animals too, filling the air with all sorts of smells that were quite overwhelming.

"I'll take you home, okay?"

That had been his plan all along.

Jiang Yu didn't say whether it was okay or not, but instead asked, "Why?"

She thought it was a hassle.

It would take just over an hour to get from the city to Funan Commune, and then another half hour to walk home from there.

It seemed like too much of a hassle.

He Tingyue said in a low voice, "There are many reasons."

Jiang Yu bit her lip and tilted her head. "Then tell me the first one."

"I can't bear to part with you and want to spend more time together."

His words and gaze were both intense, filled with a sense of possessiveness.

Jiang Yu nervously looked away, her red lips slightly pouted.

"You're always talking nonsense, you've learned from bad influences."

He Tingyue chuckled softly and turned his head, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

Every part of Jiang Yu was perfect.

Even her ears were daintily shaped, like little shells.

"I never talk nonsense."

Jiang Yu gave him a sideways glance. "What's the second reason?"

He Tingyue's gaze darkened. "I don't trust your family. I need to tell them in person that you're my future wife, so they won't dare to harm you."

It was a way to claim her as his own, but also to protect her.

After all, Jiang Hao’s situation was a warning, and He Tingyue was worried.

He Tingyue couldn’t wait to marry Jiang Yu and take care of her.

"But if you come back home with me, there won’t be any turning back," Jiang Yu whispered softly.

Her words made He Tingyue frown. "Are you still leaving room for regret?"

His question caught her off guard.

How did you get so good at turning things around like that?

"I haven’t. When it comes to relationships, women often have it harder, and I’ve already told a lot of people."

Even if He Tingyue didn’t go, she would still openly tell everyone in the village that she has a boyfriend.

He Tingyue looked somewhat satisfied. "I’ve never considered backing out. On National Day, I’ll go to your family to ask for your hand in marriage, okay?"