160: Chapter 160 Not Dying For Now 160: Chapter 160 Not Dying For Now 9 PM.
Sang Luo kept watching the time, but Su Zhimian just sat in the living room, not moving or showing any signs of leaving.
“Susu, your brother isn’t going to stay, right?” she asked Su He with a bit of worry.
Hearing this, Su He said, “I’m not sure, but he’s never stayed the night at my place before.”
Sang Luo sighed and frowned, “Then why hasn’t he left yet at this hour?”
Su He glanced at her intertwined hands and gently smiled, “Probably because you’re still here.”
Sang Luo: “…”
If this man doesn’t leave, she won’t be able to take Xuanxuan and leave together.
Then, Su He suggested, “Why don’t you stay here tonight?
It’s getting late, and going back means you’ll have to tidy up the house.
Besides, your mother might still be waiting for you at home.”
Speaking of Chen Jinmeng, Sang Luo also felt a headache.
Su He had Uncle Zhong prepare a room for her.
What Sang Luo didn’t know was that while she was waiting for Su Zhimian to leave, Su Zhimian was also waiting for her to go.
As time ticked by, minute by minute, and it reached 10 PM, neither had any plans to leave.
Consequently, both of them ended up staying at Moon Gift Villa.
In the master bedroom.
Having just taken a bath, Su He was sitting in front of the vanity, applying skincare products, when the man leaning on the headboard suddenly looked at her and asked, “Do you think your brother might sneak into Miss Sang’s room in the middle of the night?”
Su He paused in her hand movements, glancing back at him, “Since when did President Jiang become such a gossip?”
Moreover, this man seldom talked about these things.
He always seemed like a noble king, too dignified and elegant to engage in worldly affairs—gossip was almost never associated with him.
Su He did not answer his query but countered, “What about you, President Jiang, would you do it?”
The man’s deep dark eyes, sparkling with starlight, stared straight at her and replied without hesitation, “If it were you, I would.”
Su He: “…”
She glanced at him dispassionately, “It seems you men are all creatures that think with the lower half of your bodies.
President Jiang seems pure and restrained, but that’s just to deceive those women who admire you.”
The man’s gaze was intense, his voice deep and magnetic, “Why should one be pure and restrained in front of the woman they love?”
Su He was momentarily stunned, her usually calm heart stirring once again.
Before she could say anything, the seductive voice of the man rang out again, “After all, I’ve only ever wanted to sleep with you, only ever wanted to make love with you, and only ever wanted to enjoy the bliss of family with you.”
His voice was indeed soothing, but these words…
To her, they sounded both blunt and ridiculous…
Gradually, she felt her ears begin to heat up as the man became more indulgent.
Just as she was spacing out, the world spun around her, and she was pulled to the center of the bed, with the man’s tall figure pressing down on her, sinking the soft mattress once again.
Su He glared at him, “Stop it, I still have to go accompany the children to sleep.”
The scent of milk characteristic to women wafted towards him, her black hair sprawling across the pale blue bedding, the dim light casting on her delicate fair face, captivating his soul.
The man bent down, burying his head into her neck, his hot breath on her fair skin causing her to sensitively tilt her head and withdraw slightly.
His cool lips brushed against her ear, his voice hoarse and full of temptation, “What about me?
I need you to accompany me too.”
Su He felt a jolt of electricity shoot to her forehead, her fair toes curling slightly.
But reason told her not to be enchanted by the man before her.
The man gently bit her earlobe, making her shiver uncontrollably.
“Jiang Yan!”
She gritted her teeth and called out his name.
She looked up at him and said, “You’re an adult, not a child anymore.
If you genuinely can’t sleep, just hold my pillow.”
The man was momentarily stunned, then lifted his eyes to look at her, and pursed his lips saying, “It’s not as soft as when you hold it, nor is it as fragrant as you.”
“…”
“I, um…”
Just as she spoke, the man’s kiss descended upon her.
Her mouth was instantly enveloped by his masculine pheromones.
She wanted to move, but one of his hands was pressing down on her wrist, and the other restrained her waist, locking her against his chest, rendering her completely immobile.
He didn’t just stop at a mere taste; his capture was both gentle and aggressive, and Su He was totally unable to resist his relentless persuasion.
His heated lips and tongue enticed her skillful tongue, rampaging wildly in her territory.
The man was not satisfied with just her soft, sweet, fragrant lips, his hot lips trailed from the corner of her mouth down… to her fair neck and her delicate clavicle.
Every time, Su He was subdued by his superior flirting skills.
She tilted her head back, bit her teeth, and said in a somewhat ambiguous voice, “Jiang Yan, don’t go too far!”
The man buried his head in her chest and chuckled lowly, his deep panting accelerating one’s heartbeat.
“What should I do, wife, I want to go further.”
“…”
“Thud thud!”
At this moment, there was a knocking sound at the door.
The two on the bed were both slightly startled.
The man’s face visibly darkened at a noticeable speed.
Su Baobao’s somewhat frantic voice also came in from outside: “Mommy, Mommy, help.”
Both of their brows tightened, and they instantly got up from the bed.
Even though their intimate moment was interrupted, the sound made the man’s heart tighten.
Su He pulled open the door abruptly, and Su Baobao stood at the doorway.
Su He crouched down, looking at him unharmed, “What’s wrong?”
Su Baobao pointed at the room and said, “Sister Xuanxuan seems to have a fever.”
Su He was stunned for a moment, then immediately got up to go to the children’s room.
The man also turned to grab the medical kit.
Soon, Sang Luo had just heard the sound and came out from the guest room.
Half an hour later.
There was medicine at home, and fortunately, the little girl’s fever wasn’t much higher; Su He didn’t give her medicine but used physical cooling instead.
Sang Luo, being overly worried, temporarily forgot that Su Zhimian was also present.
“Susu, is Xuanxuan okay?” she asked anxiously.
After hearing this, Su Zhimian’s deep eyes looked at her with confusion.
Being a businessman, he possessed extremely sharp senses.
Su He glanced at her and said, “Hmm, it’s nothing serious, just a common fever.
I’ll watch over her tonight, you all can go back.”
She knew Su He was a doctor, so if she said it was fine, then it should be fine.
When returning to the guest room, Sang Luo was still distracted.
Su Zhimian’s low and indifferent voice, slightly lazy, rang in her ear: “Someone who didn’t know better might think that was your child.”
Sang Luo’s heart skipped a beat, her face turned slightly pale, and her hands curled up at her sides.
She took a deep breath internally, then turned sideways to look at him, “Mr.
Su, I’m not as heartless as you.” She spoke unhurriedly and calmly, “Does every child I care for have to be mine?
Mr.
Su, you shouldn’t generalize from specific cases in a sarcastic tone.”
After speaking, she no longer cared about his increasingly dark expression, immediately turned around, opened the door, returned to her room, and locked it.
The man stood outside with his tall figure, his gaze dark and forbidding like the deep sea, staring at the door for several seconds.
Su He stayed in the children’s room accompanying Xuanxuan, and by late night, her fever finally subsided.
The next morning.
After coming downstairs, Su Zhimian didn’t see Sang Luo anywhere.
Moreover, at the dining table of the restaurant, there were only Su He’s family of three.
The little girl from last night was also nowhere to be seen.
“Uncle, what are you looking for?” Su Yimo was sitting in a chair, munching on the egg white, and asked Su Zhimian.
“…”
The little guy thought he was looking for Sang Luo, and in fact, he was.
So, he pouted his little mouth, and in his childlike voice, he said, “Auntie Sang Luo has just left, and Xuanxuan was picked up by her parents.”
Su He, upon hearing her son’s words, silently gave him a thumbs up.
Su Zhimian: “…”
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Three days later.
The entire internet was paralyzed.
Because last night, someone suddenly exposed that the chairman of the Jiang Group had been hospitalized due to illness, and someone saw him being taken to an ambulance in the Jiang Group’s parking lot.
This morning, the entrance of the Jiang Group and City First Hospital were completely blocked by reporters.
In a VIP hospital room.
The man was sitting elegantly on the sofa, his handsome and distinguished face was full of vitality, showing no signs of illness.
“Are you planning to become a big internet sensation?”
Gu Beiyan was sitting on a single sofa with his legs crossed, lazily glancing at the man in front of him.
“Now, everywhere is swarming with rumors that you are dead, you’re not really going to play out a scene where you won’t live past thirty and then stage a miraculous recovery, are you?”
Tomorrow is this man’s birthday, and there has always been a rumor outside that he wouldn’t live to see his thirtieth birthday.
Yet, who knew, he staged such a big scene the day before.
The man on the sofa narrowed his eyelids, his ink-like eyes twinkling with starlight, his angular face exceptionally cold.
He curled his thin lips, speaking slowly: “Some people want to see me dead; not satisfying them would be a disservice after they’ve waited for so long.”
Since this rumor about him spread, people have been anticipating this day.
At this moment, there was a noisy commotion outside the door.
“Why are you stopping me?
I am, after all, your master’s mother.”
Lou Ruozhi was dressed plainly, shedding her usual bright and glamorous appearance.
The men in black stood still, immovable like a wall of iron and brass.
Jiang Feng stood there with a stern face, expressionless, and said, “Mrs.
Lou, please go back.”
Lou Ruozhi was vehement and stern: “Step aside, I want to see my son!”
The bodyguards remained motionless, as if deaf.
At that moment, Jiang Feng called out to someone behind her: “Young Madam.”
Lou Ruozhi turned around and saw Su He standing there in a white coat behind her.
Su He, with her hands in her pockets, looked at her indifferently.
“Mrs.
Lou, who is your son?” She spoke blandly, “I recall your son’s surname is Lou, my husband’s surname is Jiang, perhaps you’ve mistaken the room?”
As she spoke, she moved a few steps forward.
Lou Ruozhi frowned slightly, her voice serious, admonishing with a hint of seniority: “Su He, is this how you were brought up?
Always speaking rudely to elders, as Jiang Yan’s birth mother, do I not even have the right to see him?
Why are you stopping me?”
Su He seemed unconcerned, her eyes lazily lifting, her tone neither cold nor eager, “Well, how I was brought up is none of your concern.
At least I couldn’t do something like abandoning my husband and child.”
Lou Ruozhi’s face turned pale instantly.
Su He acted as if she didn’t see it, then continued: “Indeed, you do have the right to see him, but my husband doesn’t want to see you.
As his wife, I naturally have the right to stop you.
Seeing you would only worsen his condition.
Since you care about him so much, you wouldn’t want his condition to worsen, right?
Or do you, Mrs.
Lou, actually want to see his condition worsen?”
Lou Ruozhi: “…”
Jiang Feng silently watched and listened nearby.
Only their Young Madam dared to confront Mrs.
Lou like this.
Seeing her gloomy face and her silence, Su He indifferently asked, “Mrs.
Lou, do you still want to go in?”
Hearing this, Lou Ruozhi was caught in a dilemma.
In the end, she could only grit her teeth and say, “I just want to know how he is doing now.”
Su He simply stated five words: “Not going to die yet.”
Jiang Feng’s mouth twitched slightly at the side.
Lou Ruozhi was stunned, a flash of unusual color crossing her eyes.
Su He looked at her, hooked her lips, and smilingly said, “What’s the matter, Mrs.
Lou?
Aren’t you happy to hear this news?”
Lou Ruozhi, struck with panic, immediately retorted, “I’m not, don’t talk nonsense, he’s the child I carried for ten months.”
Su He “Oh”ed meaningfully and indifferently.
After saying that, she no longer paid her any attention and walked past her, pushing open the door of the hospital room and walking in.
Lou Ruozhi just thought about moving, but the bodyguard immediately stretched out a hand to stop her.
She could no longer move.
Having been rebuffed, she had no choice but to turn around and leave.
Back in the car, she made a phone call.
“I didn’t see him, there were always people guarding outside the hospital room,” she said to the person on the phone.
Moreover, she couldn’t make out any hint of emotion from Su He’s face; she hid her feelings too well.
“Why don’t you try to bribe one of the hospital’s nurses,” she then said.
The man on the other end of the phone spoke with a heavy voice, “I’ve already tried that, no use, they maintain confidentiality very well.”
“What should we do?”
“Why don’t you try going back to the Jiang Family Mansion?”
“Do you want me to start with the Old Madam?”
“Mm.”
Lou Ruozhi pondered for a moment: “Alright, understood.”
Inside the hospital room, Su He looked at the distinguished man sitting on the sofa and asked, “You don’t really want to spend your thirtieth birthday in the hospital, do you?”
Gu Beiyan, hearing “thirtieth birthday,” couldn’t help but laugh.
“Spending it in the hospital isn’t too bad either, it could be a quite unique experience,” Gu Beiyan said.
“I’ll call everyone over, and we can sing the birthday song for you here in the hospital room.”
“…”
At dusk.
Jiang Family Mansion.
The housekeeper walked into the living room with a somewhat solemn expression.
“Old Madam, someone is looking for you.”
The Old Madam was sitting on the couch in the living room, intently watching a variety show.
“At this hour, who is coming to see me?”
The housekeeper hesitated.
The Old Madam waited for a while but didn’t hear him speak, so she turned her gaze to him, “Speak up, don’t beat around the bush.”
“It’s someone from the Lou Family.”
Upon hearing this, the Old Madam was taken aback, then scoffed, “Hasn’t come knocking for eight hundred years, but comes when Ah Yan is in trouble.
Humph, a night owl entering the house, no good intentions.”
The housekeeper asked, “Should I send her away?”
The Old Madam thought for a moment and said, “Let her hang for a while, then bring her in.”
The housekeeper nodded, “Alright, Old Madam.”