142: Chapter 142 Wife, Don’t Be Angry 142: Chapter 142 Wife, Don’t Be Angry Su He’s heart raced unnaturally as he gazed intently at her.
Thump thump thump!
It felt like a little deer was running amok.
She blinked her alluring peach blossom eyes, the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye adding a touch of allure.
“I…”
She had just begun to speak, uttering only a word, when he pulled her abruptly into his broad chest.
Immediately after, her red lips were sealed by a kiss.
“Mmm…”
Lips and tongues intertwined, passionately fiery.
He clasped the back of her head with one hand, and her slender waist with the other.
Nipping, biting, teasing…
To describe the kiss in one sentence: It was a bit rough!
This sensation was something she had never experienced before; his kisses usually carried a gentle dominance.
Yet, she could also feel the restrained emotions within him.
All she could do was inwardly sigh—after all, it was she who had provoked this.
She didn’t struggle, partly because she was mindful of the injuries on his body, and partly because her heart didn’t want to refuse.
She placed her hands on his shoulders, circling his neck and shoulders.
Feeling her response, Jiang Yan’s emotions calmed down as well.
Gradually, his kiss transformed from rough to tender and delicately capturing the delicate flower bud.
“…”
Upstairs, the little one wanted to find his mom, so he came out of the room.
But—
It seemed, he came at an awkward time.
The little one stood in the corridor, looking at the two people hugging each other downstairs, silently sighed, and turned back to his room.
Muttering under his breath: “There’s still an underage kid in the house, can’t they be more mindful?”
“…”
Under his skilled and seductive kissing technique, Su He kept losing.
Her entire body went limp, she couldn’t even stand straight, merely leaning against him for support.
Her chin rested on his shoulder as she panted heavily.
Both of their hearts were beating wildly.
Jiang Yan’s deep and magnetic voice sounded by her ear, “Let’s not divorce, okay?”
After speaking, he kissed her ear lightly.
She felt an electric current shoot through her, a tingling sensation sweeping over her.
She simply couldn’t resist his magnetic voice.
And there was a hint of a whining tone in it.
Even though this man had an awe-inspiring aura, giving off a dark, cold high-level boss vibe, he turned into a occasionally whining puppy in her presence.
This image was a bit collapsing…
She rested her head on his shoulder, looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
After a moment, she finally spoke, “Are you cooing to me?”
As soon as she asked, the man was momentarily stunned.
Then he nuzzled her neck and hummed softly.
In the angle he couldn’t see, Su He’s eyes slightly lifted, her lips curled up, a trace of a smile appearing on her face.
She hadn’t expected him to admit it.
Although he had always done it unintentionally, she had acted as if she knew nothing about it.
“President Jiang, where’s your aloof demeanor?
Using the word ‘cooing’ doesn’t really suit you as the domineering CEO,” she said with a bit of helplessness.
Jiang Yan hugged her tighter and tighter, “It suits me, but only for you alone.”
Su He: “…”
Jiang Yan then spoke again in a deep, low voice, “If you really want a divorce, then take me with you, wherever you go, I’ll follow.”
She chuckled softly, how was that any different from not divorcing?
She wasn’t immediately sure how to respond, so she gave him a sincere answer, “I’ll consider what you said carefully.
It’s getting late, let’s rest now.
I need to return to the hospital for work tomorrow.”
–
The next day at noon.
In a private room of a small restaurant.
“Baobao, are you falling in love with your husband?”
After listening to her, Jing Xuan pointedly said.
Upon hearing this, Su He furrowed her brows, puzzled, “Are you sure?”
Why did she feel like she was spouting nonsense?
Facing her skepticism, Jing Xuan chuckled, “Baobao, let me tell you as someone who’s been through it, you’re definitely smitten with Jiang Yan.”
Su He: “…”
Jing Xuan continued, “Think about it yourself and tell me, is your desire to get a divorce as strong as before?”
Su He actually gave it some serious thought.
Then, looking at Jing Xuan, she said uncertainly, “It seems…
a little less than before.”
Right after she finished speaking, Jing Xuan excitedly slapped the table, “That’s right, this is the beginning of your heart fluttering.”
Uh…
Su He was still unconvinced, “How do I feel like your statement is totally unreliable?”
Hearing this, Jing Xuan got unhappy, “How is it unreliable?
I have more romantic experience than the salt you’ve eaten.”
Su He chuckled, “Miss Jing, unless I’m mistaken, you’ve only dated once so far.
Where do you get off talking about a dating history?
What, you’ve secretly dated someone else without telling me?”
Jing Xuan: “I…
anyway, I’m more experienced than you.
At least I have a dating history and an ex-boyfriend; what about you?
You don’t even have an ex-boyfriend, so what do you know?”
With Su He’s beauty, countless boys chased her in junior high and high school, but she wasn’t interested in any of them.
At that time, she only cared about “studying” and often advanced grades, so she didn’t spend much time at school.
Su He sipped her tea leisurely and said, “I may not have an ex-boyfriend, but I could have an ex-husband, and I also have a lovely son.”
Jing Xuan’s lips twitched: “…”
“Ex-husband?
If Jiang Yan hears this, he’d probably faint in the bathroom.
He’s probably not interested in those two words.”
Su He: “…”
“Baobao, let me tell you, men who can act coquettish are rare, but a rich, handsome, and high-status man like Jiang Yan bowing his head to coo at a woman is an exceptionally rare breed, probably impossible to find a second one.”
Jing Xuan continued analyzing on the side.
“Also, these words wouldn’t be believable unless they came from you.
To say that a proud and aloof man like Jiang Yan can act coquettish, people wouldn’t believe it if they heard it elsewhere.
It’s almost unthinkable, like the feeling of a tough guy breaking down in tears.”
“…”
At two o’clock, she went back to the hospital.
While waiting for the elevator, Xing Siyang called.
“Susu, Lou Ziang has been bailed out,” Xing Siyang said from the other end.
Su He felt both unsurprised and slightly surprised upon hearing this.
“An hour ago, the police in Country Y said someone turned themselves in.
They re-examined all the evidence, all of which matched, and he indeed had a motive for the crime.
He’s a foreigner who orchestrated the explosion after discovering his wife cheated on him with someone with manic syndrome and extreme personality, which directly triggered him to commit murder.”
“Although there was some evidence pointing towards Lou Ziang, it has all been overturned.”
The elevator arrived, and Su He walked in and pressed the floor number.
She remarked, “The Lou Family acts quickly.”
In less than a day, they found a scapegoat.
It seemed like handling such matters was second nature to their family.
The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and standing outside was none other than An Xueyin.
Su He merely glanced at her briefly before shifting her gaze.
“Okay, I know now.
Thank you, Siyang…
Yeah, bye.”
After hanging up Xing Siyang’s call, she began texting, completely ignoring An Xueyin.
An Xueyin found it surprising and astonishing to see Su He at the hospital this morning.
She had been missing for so long, and no one in the hospital knew what she’d been up to, and since no one gossiped about her whereabouts, she couldn’t find out anything if she wanted to.
Seeing that Su He ignored her, An Xueyin sarcastically said, “Some people, their husband just died, and they immediately find the next one.
Really water-like, utterly shameless.”
During this, she glanced at Su He.
But Su He turned a deaf ear as if she hadn’t heard at all, focused on replying to her messages.
Though there was no one else in the elevator, there were cameras, and An Xueyin didn’t dare do anything inappropriate.
But what she couldn’t stand was Su He’s perpetual aloof demeanor, as if whatever happened had nothing to do with her.
An Xueyin gritted her teeth and called out, “Su He, are you deaf?
I’m talking to you.”
Su He had just finished sending a message to Jiang Yan and looked up, casting her a glance, “Oh, so you were talking to me?
I thought you were talking to a female ghost.”
“You…”
“What’s wrong with me?
Go on, elaborate,” Su He crossed her arms, leisurely watching her.
An Xueyin mocked coldly, “Su He, you’ve lost all your backers, what are you still swaggering about?”
Su He raised her finely arched brows, and with a slight tilt of her red lips, laughed, “Do I need a backer?
I am my own support; why can’t I be arrogant?”
“Su He, stop pretending, everyone knows you’re just a widow now.”
An Xueyin’s words became increasingly absurd and her language more piercing, her gaze towards Su He carrying a mixture of derision and disdain.
However, Su He was not angered; she remained calm and composed.
After all, a person who can control their emotions is greater than a general who can conquer a city.
Conversely, angry words are likely to reveal truths.
Su He said casually, “Oh?
Is that so?
Miss An, where did you hear such a rumor?
Share it with me so I can have a lawyer sue the person spreading it.”
“Su He, do you think you are so…”
An Xueyin’s sentence was cut off abruptly as she paused, squinting her eyes at Su He, “What did you just say?
What rumors?”
“Twelfth floor has arrived.” A mechanical voice announced.
The elevator doors opened and Su He walked out first.
Before leaving, she cast a glance back at An Xueyin with an ambiguous smile.
She hurried after her, wanting to shout out loud, but seeing other colleagues in the hallway, she held back.
Once Su He returned to her office, Helian Lu called her.
She hesitated for a few seconds before answering.
She started the conversation, “Hello, if you have something, speak quickly, I’m very busy.”
Helian Lu raised an eyebrow.
Did the ancestor eat gunpowder?
He didn’t seem to have provoked her.
After waiting a few seconds without him speaking, Su He was about to hang up when Helian Lu hurriedly said, “Don’t hang up, I have something important to tell you.”
Su He spoke rapidly, “If you’re about to bring up the bombing incident, there’s no need, I already know.”
Helian Lu: “…”
“This was the first thing I wanted to tell you, but since you know, I’ll go onto the second,” said Helian Lu.
Su He commanded, “Speak!”
Helian Lu replied, “Ye went to look for you.”
Su He: “Is he idle or something?”
Helian Lu pursed his lips on the phone, “I don’t know about that, but he has already gone.”
Su He asked, “What does he want from me?”
Helian Lu chuckled, “You haven’t forgotten, have you?”
“What have I forgotten?”
“Last time, in your husband’s hospital room, you promised to go on a date with him for a day.
Since you suddenly returned to the country, he had to follow.
Lately, he’s been stirring up the Xuanqing Organization’s branches and assets into chaos, nearly pulling them out by the roots.
Of course, the strength of Xuanqing is still quite strong, uprooting them will take some time,” Helian Lu explained.
Su He: “…Did I agree to that?”
Far away in country Y, Helian Lu lit a metaphorical candle for Ye Jiuqing in his heart.
Ye, take care, and hope you have a good experience in Yue City!
–
After a day’s work, Su He left the office on time as usual.
Although she hadn’t been to work for almost half a month, thankfully Lan Yan was there, and upon her return, everything was unchanged.
Today, Lan Yan left with her.
“By the way, boss, there’s something I forgot to tell you.” After they reached the parking lot, Lan Yan suddenly spoke.
Su He: “Hmm, what is it?”
Lan Yan continued, “About the patient with the surname Wen, his family said they found Nil and surgery is the day after tomorrow.”
Su He paused slightly while opening the car door, looking at her with a puzzled face: “?”
Lan Yan said helplessly, “I don’t know where they found the counterfeit; I’ve warned them, but they don’t believe me.
I couldn’t do much about it.
The hospital director also advised them, but it was useless.
Two days before you came back, they transferred to another hospital.”
This was absurd; even doctors were being impersonated.
What’s worse is that people believed it.
When Su He returned to Moon Gift Villa, Jiang Yan was seen playing in the living room with Su Yimo.
Upon entering the house, Su He saw this scene, and admittedly, it was quite a heartwarming moment.
Before the events in country Y, although there had been communication between the father and son, it wasn’t as harmonious and warm as it was now.
The little guy saw her, immediately crawled up from the blanket, ran over and hugged Su He’s legs.
Looking up with his small head, he called out in a tender voice, “Mommy, you’re back～”
Su He slightly bent down and pinched his chubby little face: “Hmm, what are you playing with?”
“Playing with Lego,” the little guy replied.
Su He was slightly stunned, looked up at the man not far away, then at the son clinging to her leg.
She whispered softly, “Didn’t you say playing with this is very childish?”
Once, when she offered to play with him, he said it was too childish, and since then, she never asked him again.
When did this little guy start having two faces?
Su Baobao pouted and muttered, “Mommy, Baobao didn’t want to either, but Daddy wanted to play with me, Baobao couldn’t bear to refuse.
Didn’t you say Baobao needs to take good care of injured Daddy?”
Su He: “…”
Uh…
she did seem to have said that.
The little guy grinned, “It’s good that Mommy you’re back, now Baobao doesn’t have to play with such childish toys with Daddy anymore.”
If the man heard this, he would probably question life.
After dinner, Jiang Yan went to the study.
Though he’s returned, he hasn’t announced it publicly yet.
He hadn’t appeared yet, but that didn’t affect his handling of company affairs.
Su He then accompanied the little guy to take a bath, played with him for a while; it was supposed to be together, but rather it was each playing their own, he didn’t need her to accompany him.
When he was tired, or it was about time, he’d climb onto the bed, cover himself with the duvet, and go to sleep.
After he fell asleep, she then left and went back to her room to wash up.
When she finished washing and came out, Jiang Yan still hadn’t returned.
She glanced at the time; it was ten o’clock.
He’s working so hard even with his injury not fully healed yet?
She went to the study, knocked on the door, and upon hearing the man’s voice, she then pushed the door open.
She was worried he might be in a video conference; suddenly barging in would be embarrassing for her.
Jiang Yan sat in the large chair, watching her enter in a black silk nightgown.
Her exposed skin was as white as snow, clear and translucent.
As she entered, a rich scent of milk fragrance filled the air, driving him wild with desire.
“Are you done working?” she asked with her hands behind her back, standing in front of the desk.
Jiang Yan hummed in acknowledgment, “What is it?”
Su He glanced at the location of his wound, “Let me check your wound.”
Jiang Yan calmly said, “No need, it’s almost healed.”
Su He narrowed her eyes slightly, “Are you sure?”
She spoke as she walked around the desk to his side.
She looked down at the man’s handsome face, which was so handsome that it was almost sinful, speaking in a faint voice tinged with seriousness, “Do you want me to do it, or will you lift your clothes yourself?”
As she drew closer, the milk scent became even more intense.
He couldn’t help but want to hold her in his arms and give her a thorough rub.
However, he restrained himself; now was not the time.
Jiang Yan looked at her and still lifted his clothes.
Then, Su He crouched down; her nightgown’s collar was somewhat loose, showing a glimpse of spring when she crouched, but she didn’t notice because her focus was entirely on the wound on the man’s side.
But Jiang Yan caught every detail.
If he didn’t know her personality, he would have thought she was intentionally seducing him.
She furrowed her brows and said sternly, “Jiang Yan, do you not want to live anymore?”
She just saw a few blood-stained papers in the bathroom trash can, which reminded her.
Because no one else was injured at home, except for the man in front of her, and they were found in the master bedroom.
“Didn’t I say you shouldn’t get it wet, and you can’t do strenuous exercise for now.
You just had stitches removed, do you want them to be sewn again?”
“Do you think you are a nine-tailed fox with nine lives?
Do you realize how easily such wounds can get infected?
If it gets infected, no god could save you!”
“…”
Although she scolded, she still said, “Go lie down on the sofa, I’ll reapply your medication.”
Seeing her truly angry, the man had no choice but to obediently lie on the sofa.
He turned his head to look at Su He, who was treating his wound, and said somewhat aggrievedly, “Wife, don’t be angry, I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I think you did it on purpose!” Then she added, “I’m not angry, after all, it’s your own body, if you don’t cherish it, I can’t do much.
It’s just my professional habit, I can’t stand seeing patients mistreat themselves, also, doctors don’t like patients who don’t listen.”
Jiang Yan hurriedly said, “No, you do have a say, you must intervene, only you can manage it.
From now on, whatever you say goes, I will listen.”