Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Mo Lan saw no fear in Xue Lingfeng's eyes, and she continued slowly, "In another memory, my family looked exactly like the family here. My grandmother loved me very much and was very kind to me. Unfortunately, she passed away when I was thirteen. As I grew up, I often felt that I had not repaid her and regretted it."

When I arrived here, I met my grandmother. I felt that God was giving me a chance to take good care of her and to make up for the regret I had.

Xue Lingfeng, you should be able to see that I love my grandmother very much, and I love my family very much. I don't ask for much, I just want them all to be well, to have enough to eat and wear, and to live a peaceful life.

Upon hearing Mo Lan's words, Xue Lingfeng nodded to himself. This girl truly didn't have any grand ambitions; she just wanted a peaceful life. He would definitely protect her and give her a stable life.

Seeing that Xue Lingfeng didn't respond, Mo Lan continued, "Because I have an extra memory in my mind, that's why I'm a little different. Actually, I'm just an ordinary girl. I admit I like you, I admire you, but I won't force you to accept me. If you feel we're not suitable, if you're afraid, well, we're not engaged yet, you can..."

Just as Mo Lan finished speaking, Xue Lingfeng suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Silly girl."

A simple address, just three short words, yet Mo Lan couldn't stop her tears from flowing. Those three words were filled with his pity and love for her. She felt relieved and incredibly content.

At this moment, Mo Lan felt incredibly lucky. She had read many stories about time travel, and many of the women who traveled through time hid their identities, fearing discovery. But what about her? She had already told two people that she felt her personality wasn't suited to survive here, yet she hadn't expected to receive so much recognition.

"Xue Lingfeng." Mo Lan cried out his name, her voice filled with a great deal of emotion.

"I'm here, Lanlan, I'm here, I'll always be here." Xue Lingfeng hugged Mo Lan and said with deep affection.

"Mmm." Mo Lan gave a soft "Mmm," her voice nasal, filled with gratitude and satisfaction.

Xue Lingfeng helped Mo Lan up and wiped away her tears. His hand touched the finger marks Mo Lan had left from slapping herself, and he touched them tenderly, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

Mo Lan's eyes were filled with tears, but she smiled sweetly and shook her head.

Xue Lingfeng gently stroked her twice more, then stared at Mo Lan and said, "Lanlan, listen to me. I've fallen for you, for Mo Lan after your soul has returned. I love your generosity, your intelligence, your decisiveness, your naturalness, and your sincerity. In short, everything about you has entered my heart; I can't let go of you. No matter what you've been through, you are you, and no one can change that. No matter what, I love you. So, silly girl, don't overthink it. But you mustn't tell anyone else about this. Understand?"

Xue Lingfeng earnestly explained things to Mo Lan. Actually, he was also a little confused, but as he himself said, no matter what kind of soul was inside Mo Lan's body, as long as she was her, the one he liked, that was enough.

"Mm." Mo Lan nodded gently in agreement. She truly hadn't expected Xue Lingfeng to accept everything so easily; her grandmother had been terrified for a while back. Perhaps it was because he had no feelings for the original Mo Lan and only knew the transmigrated version of himself, which made it easier for him to accept.

"Girl, I really want to marry you as soon as possible. But do you really want all that dowry before you'll marry me?" Xue Lingfeng asked, looking at Mo Lan's blushing face.

"What would I do with those? I was just joking around back then. I'm not stupid. Would wanting those things just make it harder for me to get married? Besides, you've already given the betrothal gifts, and you've already sent the deeds to the Mo family for those mountains, haven't you? That's enough." As Mo Lan spoke, her face turned red with shyness. She had always thought she wouldn't be shy, but now she realized that in front of the person she liked, no matter what she had been through or how generous she was, she would still feel shy.

Xue Lingfeng smiled upon hearing Mo Lan's words. Looking at Mo Lan's rosy cheeks, he gently embraced her again, but this time a surge of heat coursed through him. He felt his breathing quicken. He tightened his grip on Mo Lan's arm.

Mo Lan blushed even more. She wasn't an inexperienced young girl; she had experience in her past life, so she knew what Xue Lingfeng's current behavior represented.

Mo Lan felt a heat rising in her body, and an indescribable feeling was spreading through her heart. She struggled slightly.

Mo Lan's struggles did not make Xue Lingfeng let go; on the contrary, he felt even hotter. During Mo Lan's struggles, her body brushed against his. Because Xue Lingfeng was aroused at the moment, this small contact made his body hot. He felt excited and wanted more.

His hands wandered unconsciously over Mo Lan's clothes on her back, and hot breath began to escape his mouth. He didn't know what he wanted to do, only that his blood rushed to his head and his body felt like it was about to explode, making him want to vent. He knew it was wrong, but he was reluctant to let go.

Mo Lan felt their bodies pressed very close together, as if there was no space between them. Xue Lingfeng held her tightly, unwilling to let go, but he didn't make any further moves. Mo Lan shifted her body and suddenly felt a hard object at her waist. She didn't understand what was going on. She panicked, feeling both anxious and ashamed, and hurriedly pushed Xue Lingfeng away.

Xue Lingfeng's eyes were somewhat dazed, and his mind had long since lost its composure. He felt that the person in his arms was so wonderful, and the feeling was extremely beautiful. He was unwilling to let go.

"Xue Lingfeng, let go. Let go quickly." Mo Lan whispered, she couldn't let him hold her like this anymore, or something bad would definitely happen.

"Lanlan, when will you grow up? When will I be able to marry you?" Xue Lingfeng murmured in Mo Lan's ear. His voice was a little hoarse, but it was very pleasant to hear. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt that Mo Lan had a kind of magic that made him unable to let go.

Mo Lan bit her lip to clear her mind. "My body isn't fully developed yet. I can't marry you so soon. If I have a child, my life might be in danger. Wait for me for two years," Mo Lan said in a voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay. I understand, I'll wait for you." Xue Lingfeng nodded in agreement and slowly released Mo Lan. Even though he was a little anxious, he couldn't joke with Mo Lan's health and life. If he caused Mo Lan to lose her life for a moment of pleasure, he would regret it too late.

Mo Lan looked up at Xue Lingfeng. His face was also red, and his breathing was still a little heavy. He was obviously trying to control himself and calm himself down.

Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief as her face slowly returned to normal. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the room became quite strange.

Mo Lan lowered her eyes; she couldn't look at it like that anymore. She was afraid that the atmosphere would raise her body temperature.

Mo Lan, anxious, changed the subject: "I'm afraid we won't be staying in the capital for much longer, I estimate only about half a month. What about you? If you're going to open a restaurant, you'll have to stay, right?"

Xue Lingfeng smiled slightly and said to Mo Lan, "I'll go back with you. You don't need me to handle things in the capital; Seventh Brother will take care of them."

"You're going to leave Seventh Young Master behind and run a restaurant? Do you think he'll agree to that?" Mo Lan was somewhat skeptical that Xue Lingyun would obediently stay.

Xue Lingfeng gave a slightly wicked smile, and Mo Lan, seeing this, said nothing more. She knew Xue Lingfeng had a plan.

"Now that no one's around, let me tell you about a restaurant from another part of my memory. Although many aspects are not applicable here, some can still be learned from." Mo Lan found a topic and began to speak.

For example, each private room can be staffed with a waiter specifically to attend to the guests in that room. The waiters can be trained to provide smiling service and to be taught how to better serve the guests.

The restaurant can offer a special dish every week, which costs only one cent. This is a way of giving back to the restaurant's customers.

There must be a new dish every month. When a new dish is introduced, you can have a free tasting for the first three days. The menu can be changed according to the season, etc.

Xue Lingfeng listened attentively, asking Mo Lan questions about anything he didn't understand. Once he grasped the point, he realized that Mo Lan's points were quite insightful. He also understood that restaurants were places where all sorts of people mingled, offering not only opportunities to make money but also a wealth of information—all of which would be beneficial to him.

Thinking of all this, Xue Lingfeng suddenly said solemnly to Mo Lan, "Lanlan, there's something I need to make clear to you. You know my sister is a Noble Consort, and she has a prince and a princess. The prince is the third in line, and the princess is the eldest. Both the prince and the princess are very favored by the Emperor. Although my sister is favored in the palace, she has too many things that are not her own."

The Empress has no children, so the current Emperor has no legitimate son. The Xue family probably intends to support my sister in helping the Third Prince ascend to the throne in the future.

Therefore, although the Xue family, including myself, has enjoyed considerable wealth in recent years, disaster may befall us many years from now. Lanlan, you love your family, but marrying me might bring great misfortune in the future. Have you thought it through?

After Xue Lingfeng finished speaking, he stared at Mo Lan, carefully observing her expression. He wanted to take in every single one of her expressions.

Mo Lan smiled and said softly, "What you said makes sense. Many years later, things we don't want to happen may indeed happen. We may become richer and more powerful, or we may face great disaster. But you must know that no one can see the future. I can't see the future, nor can I think about it. Xue Lingfeng, if you ask me, then I'll tell you, I only have one sentence to say about this."

Mo Lan stopped there.

"What did you say?" Xue Lingfeng asked, his nervousness becoming more pronounced, and he felt his palms getting sweaty. He didn't know what Mo Lan would say to him, whether it would warm his heart or chill him.