Sweet Wife in My Arms Chapter 2505

Yan Huan had fully quenched his curiosity as well. Naturally, he now understood the origin of that hot spring land.

Truth be told, it was more of an accidental scheme.

The government reclaimed Su Qingdong’s land and compensated him with another unremarkable plot. Just like the Ye family in his past life, Su Qingdong got duped by that ancient tomb, nearly ruining himself completely.

Back then, officials offered him two options: land beside the Ye family airport or a spot featuring a hot spring. Both would skyrocket in value later on. Yet at the moment, they were merely worthless barren stretches.

Su Qingdong loathed the very mention of “Ye” to the point of nausea. No way would he pick anything near the Ye family airport. Thus, he opted for the hot spring site instead.

Regardless of the choice, he never planned to hold onto it. His goal was to offload it and cover the massive bank debt.

Selling that land was his only shot at patching the enormous financial gap from this setback. Admittedly, his losses fell far short of the Ye family’s near-collapse in his previous life. For him, parting with some cash was a mere slap on the wrist.

Lu Yi snapped up that land without a second thought, securing it at rock-bottom price.

Previously, Yan Huan leveraged Su Qingdong’s plot against her to coerce a land transfer from him—the stunning plot in question.

Back then, his aim was to infuriate Su Qingdong into coughing up a liter of blood. Now, offloading yet another golden nugget—would it finally push him over the edge?

“Have you truly never considered recognizing him?”

Lu Yi posed the question to Yan Huan once more. He sought to gauge her stance clearly, dictating his approach to the Su family. Should she harbor any lingering fondness for them, he’d spare them a lifeline down the road. Absent that, they’d remain utter strangers.

Debts to settle and scores to handle would be addressed decisively. End of story.

“Why acknowledge them? Just so they can scheme against me again?”

Yan Huan snorted coldly. Even on his deathbed, Su Qingdong schemed to lure one of her kids into the Su fold. Now blind, would she bow to the Su family?

“Anyway, I’m done with them and won’t recognize him. Keep my ties to them hidden forever, or they’ll scheme anew. I wasn’t born to be their plaything.”

Yan Huan yanked the quilt over her face, hiding away. The Su family’s people and schemes repulsed her. Any mention of them sparked irritation and malice. She despised them utterly.

In this lifetime, couldn’t she just enjoy some tranquility?

Su family folks? What business was that of hers? Her surname had never been Su anyway.

With her mother there, the Ye family would stay intact.

As for herself, she’d mirror Lu Yi from her past life—blissful and content. This time, she’d safeguard her health fiercely, aiming to outlive even Old Master Lu.

Becoming an immortal elder.

That stood as her life’s grandest, most splendid dream.

Quite the lovely vision, wasn’t it?

“Oh right,” Yan Huan abruptly widened her eyes and flipped over, nestling into Lu Yi’s arms—his arm serving as her pillow.

“School starts soon, doesn’t it?”

She rubbed her eyes.

Lately, her schedule had been a whirlwind, leaving her disoriented. Post-filming, she’d indulged in a long binge of sleep. She’d lost track of days blurring into nights and seasons shifting.

Time itself had slipped her mind. So, what date was it today? Could school begin now?

She’d forgotten, but surely Lu Yi hadn’t?

“Five days remain,” Lu Yi knew it precisely. He tracked Yan Huan’s affairs more sharply than his own. This life, his recall had sharpened dramatically.

With Yan Huan’s school start just five days off, forgetting was impossible for him.

“Oh...” Hearing that, Yan Huan got it. Shut her eyes for sleep, and five more days of hazy rest awaited. Then, university life beckons—normal days ahead, starring in top films, earning stellar fame.

Noting her drift into slumber, Lu Yi fetched his laptop, rested it on his thighs, and delved into plans for the hot spring land.

The land's ownership now lay securely in his possession, establishing it as his personal estate. To date, he hadn't contemplated developing the site. A few years from now, with a new road constructed nearby..., whispers of a hot spring would emerge. Then, he'd construct a private villa there, akin to a tranquil garden. It all seemed perfectly natural.

He was convinced that Yan Huan would absolutely love it.

True enough, Yan Huan indulged in a leisurely haze at home for five straight days. She ate, slept, and repeated the cycle daily. Such carefree relaxation was a rare treat for her. Back when she was filming nonstop..., rest was impossible. At last, these days allowed her to eat heartily, sleep soundly, head to school, and pour her efforts into studies.

Indeed, the time slipped away swiftly. Before she knew it, five days were gone.

Lu Yi drew his car up to the school entrance. He favored this modest vehicle. Plus, its unique license plate added distinction. No matter how you sliced it, parking there... immediately captured everyone's attention.

Students and parents alike couldn't look away. They all pondered the luxury brand. In a city like Hai City, displaying such a plate... meant it belonged to no ordinary individual.

Banners draped across the entirety of Hai City University, bearing the message, “Welcome, Yan Huan, to our school.”

Yan Huan shielded her eyes. She truly couldn't stand the sight.

“Don’t you feel that you’re very high-profile?”

“You’re high-profile.” Lu Yi fitted the mask over Yan Huan's face. “Celebrity, you should be more careful.”

“I’m clearly very low-profile.”

Yan Huan had always kept a low profile. She was the epitome of low-key. When had she ever acted flashy?

“You didn’t go to a famous university, but you managed to get into Hai Gao’s acting department. Hai Gao’s acting department is a new department, and the number of students there is pitiful. Now that you’re so famous, do you think you can keep a low profile?”

“I just want to be closer to you.” Yan Huan removed her mask and planted a hard smack on Lu Yi’s face.

No way would she be dumb enough to attend school elsewhere. Four years of classes, on top of filming in various locations, required her to stay near Lu Yi. Otherwise, Lu Yi might end up as a wife-gazing stone, or she'd become the husband-gazing one.

Lu Yi gently ruffled her hair. He fully grasped Yan Huan's intentions. She had never fretted over which university to pick or what reputation to chase there.