When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase Chapter 504: Let’s Give It a Try (Part 4)

After coaxing the little girl into her room, Su Anle stood up straight, turned around, and looked at the man behind her with calm eyes: "Why?"

Sheng Jianan stepped towards her: "Why what?"

Without waiting for Su Anle to speak, Sheng Jianan continued: "If you’re asking why I brought you here, first, I’ve said I won’t let you go. If you’re not ready to accept , I can wait, but in the anti, don’t think about leaving B City. Given that, how could I let you and Xiao Yi stay in a hotel all the ti? Second, hotel als can’t be one hundred percent up to par, and I don’t want Xiao Yi to suffer another bout of gastroenteritis. Third, Xiao Yi likes it here."

Su Anle opened her mouth, then closed it again. Well, what he said makes perfect sense, what more could she say?

How could soone express such forceful dominance so righteously?

Why can’t she leave B City? Why does she have to stay just because he said he won’t let go?

"Anle."

While Su Anle was in a daze, Sheng Jianan stepped closer and took her hand, not with the domineering force from before, but with deep and serious eyes: "Stay, give a chance. I won’t force you. You and Xiao Yi can live here. If you don’t like it, I’ll leave, but don’t think about leaving."

Su Anle looked at him steadily for several seconds, sighed deeply, withdrew her hand: "I’m tired, I want to rest. You should go."

The smile reappeared in Sheng Jianan’s eyes; does this an she has accepted his arrangent?

Things can’t be rushed, especially when it cos to her.

"Alright, rest early, good night."

Sheng Jianan didn’t linger any further, he turned around and opened the door to go downstairs.

Su Anle’s gaze swept around the room; the decoration of Lake Bay Villa was decided by Mr. Sheng, regular and demure, while Sheng Jianan’s apartnt was too cold, with black, white, and gray tones that felt unwelcoming.

But this place is different. Although black, white, and gray still dominate, there are many detailed touches, like the white TV cabinet in European pastoral style, and the walls are not pure white paint, but slightly soft yellow wallpaper instead.

Many paintings hang on the walls, a wicker chair and hanging swing on the balcony, a gray and white plush carpet in the living room, and succulent plants and pothos on the corner shelf.

Overall, this place feels like a ho.

Su Anle walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, which was stocked with milk, eggs, and bread, everything was present. The pots and pans, grains, oil, salt in the kitchen were all there too, truly like a ho.

She walked into the master bedroom, with a two-ter by two-ter bed, light gauze curtains falling from the ceiling, a photo of her and a humidifier on the bedside table.

Looking at the wardrobe, it held a lot of clothes, tops, pants, dresses, clothes for inside and outside, ho wear, and evening wear. Compared to Lake Bay Villa, the items here weren’t abundant, but it included everything.

Without exception, they were all in her size.

Saying she was unfazed would be a lie; perhaps this was just Sheng Jianan pretending to be a good man to make her stay.

But Su Anle felt sothing; he had put effort into this, and for him as a businessman, putting so much thought into keeping her here was absolutely uneconomical.

She turned to look at Su Weiyi’s room, which was completely decorated like a dreamy princess room that girls would love, with various plush dolls on the bed.