Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 337 - 338 I’ll Take You Home_1

Chapter 337: Chapter 338 I’ll Take You Home_1

As everyone finished their performances, the banquet was nearing its end.

County Magistrate Song and his wife, freed from their official veneer, bid farewell to the guests at the entrance. Originally, Yege was supposed to be on duty that evening, but considering Nan Feng’s presence, the County Magistrate arranged for Yege and Wu Yang to swap shifts, allowing Yege to escort Nan Feng home.

Wu Yang protested, bemoaning singlehood’s disadvantage and promising to get married sooner rather than later.

Song Xiaoyue would stand next to Lady Song, watching the pair leave, feeling a deep sense of defeat.

Given that her father held a significant position, was an official, she usually felt confident, almost arrogant. After all, Yege was merely a bodyguard, and disliking him felt beneath her. And yet, the bodyguard apparently had no interest in her. For the first time, she found herself doubting her worth.

Song Xiaoyue accepted that Nan Feng was capable of making money. However, in an era where agriculture was prioritized over commerce, and ’wealthy’ was merchant’s only upside, she found it hard to believe she, an esteemed official’s daughter, could fall behind.

How could it be possible?

...

Nan Feng left the Yamen (magistrate’s office) with Yege. They had come by carriage, but they were leaving on foot.

The late autumn night was cold, so Yege took off his coat and draped it over Nan Feng. Despite this, he continued to study her.

Feeling uncomfortable under Yege’s intense gaze, Nan Feng asked in a low voice, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Because you are lovely," Yege responded instantly.

Nan Feng felt a flush creeping up her face, she shyly protested, "Still, you should watch where you’re going."

Yege took Nan Feng’s hand, but his gaze didn’t waver, "One should not only be aware of the road but also the fellow traveler."

"..." Nan Feng, in this moment, felt a strong desire from Yege, almost as if he had transformed from a wolf into a tiger.

She accelerated her pace and muttered, "Isn’t it normal for me to look nice? I look nice usually too, don’t I?"

"Tonight... I saw another side to you," Yege intercepted, his masculine aroma overwhelming her, "Tell me, who exactly are you?"

Nan Feng felt her heart flip.

Had Yege begun to suspect that she was not from this era?

"I...am not I just Fengfeng?" Nan Feng replied.

"No, you’re not," Yege said as he suddenly embraced Nan Feng.

Nan Feng’s heart pounded almost audibly. She questioned herself, should she tell him the truth? But, would he understand if she did?

However, Yege’s gravelly voice gently cascaded into her ear, "You must have been sent to me by some immortal being, right?"

"..." Nan Feng let out a large sigh of relief.

If Yege wanted to use flattery, why did he need to be so mysterious and indirect? A normal woman might have been flattered by these words, but she was nearly scared to death.

Yege was still hugging Nan Feng tightly, "The Gods must have pitied my hardships in the first half of my life, so they deployed you, the most beautiful you, to accompany me. However, they had one stipulation: I must be patient and wait for your transformation. Nan Feng, I am so lucky to have waited for you."

Yege rarely spoke at such length, Nan Feng was initially anxious, but after hearing his words, she felt touched. She hugged Yege back, nodding gently, "Yes, you’re also a gift to me from the Gods. I was in a bad situation before, naive and foolish, and it was you who transformed me into the best version of myself."

In the quiet street of the late night, they held each other tightly.

It was not until the sound of curfew being called in the distance, and the patrolling team from the Yamen approaching, that they let go of each other. Then Yege looked at Nan Feng, "Let’s go, I’ll walk you home."

"Okay."