An Ruo didn't press him; she took out a note, wrote down an address, and handed it to An Ji.
"This is where your sister currently lives. If you can't find me by calling in the future, you can go to this place to find me."
"Mm, I got it." An Ji carefully stored away the address, then cautiously asked, "Sister, are you angry?"
An Ruo shook her head with a smile, "Seeing you safe and well, I'm no longer angry."
"Not that... I mean, are you angry because I made you marry someone you don't like?"
"Of course not!" An Ruo's response was very natural, "Why would I be mad? It's normal for girls to get married; someday, girls will marry you too."
"Sister!" An Ji's face turned red with embarrassment, and he hurriedly changed the subject, "Sister... is your husband good to you?"
"Very good. He lets me live in a big house, and everything from food to clothing to daily necessities is even better than before."
An Ji smiled because, in his view, as long as life was better than at Uncle's, it must be a good life.
He was very happy that his sister could escape Uncle's house and lead a better life.
An Ruo's smile faded as she said apologetically, "Xiao Ji, your sister left you behind to get married, I hope you don't blame me. Right now, you can only stay temporarily at Uncle's house. Study hard, and once I find a way, I'll be able to take you out."
"Mm, I know. Sister, don't worry about me, I'm doing very well. Actually, Uncle treats me quite well, so you don't need to worry about me."
An Ruo knew that what he said was the truth.
No matter how you put it, An Ji was the only boy of the An Family.
Even if Uncle held no regard for her, he wouldn't be too harsh on An Ji.
After the siblings talked for a while, An Ruo was about to send An Ji back.
They went to eat at a restaurant first before returning to the An Family house.
When it came to An Ji running around everywhere, Xu Huwen made some sarcastic remarks, but neither of the siblings took it to heart.
An Ruo got back to the villa by eight o'clock in the evening.
As she walked into the living room, she could feel a very tense atmosphere.
"You actually dare to come back." Tang Yuchen sat on the couch, speaking in a frosty tone.
An Ruo, seeing his unpleasant expression, felt some trepidation, but she maintained a calm facade, not letting her feelings show.
"It's eight o'clock now, I didn't come back after nine," An Ruo said indifferently, meaning she hadn't broken the rules set by their agreement.
Tang Yuchen sneered, "So what? You still didn't prepare dinner for me."
"Young Master Chen, I don't make tasty meals, and I don't think you really want to eat what I cook. You just want to use this as a way to trouble me, but don't you think what you're doing is rather childish?" An Ruo said, annoyed.
Being married to him was humiliating enough.
She had no intention of kowtowing to him, being a person without dignity.
Tang Yuchen's expression darkened; An Ruo's temper exceeded his expectations.
He had always been above others, and everyone in his presence showed him respect.
But not her. Time and again, she spoke unpleasant words to him, time and again challenging his dignity. Was she too confident, or was she ignorant of the way of the world?
"Ha, you're right, I am deliberately making things difficult for you. An Ruo, I don't want you to have it easy. What can you do about it?" Tang Yuchen boldly admitted, speaking as if his words were not lethal.
An Ruo stared at him in disbelief, "Suit yourself; you may want to give me a hard time, but I won't necessarily oblige. Don't think that by making my life difficult, I'll be afraid of you."