109: Chapter 109: He Concocts a Plan 109: Chapter 109: He Concocts a Plan September mornings in Yue City are still unbearably sweltering.
The air conditioning indoors is left on from dawn to dusk.
When Su He wakes up, she immediately feels a heat at her back.
A heavy hand rests on her waist, and another supports her neck.
The moment she stirs, the man embracing her awakens.
“Be good, don’t move, sleep a bit more.”
His voice, rough and husky from just waking up, carries a bewitching charm, irresistibly tantalizing.
At the same time, his hand around her waist tightens.
Her back presses against his warm chest.
She’s wearing a thin silk nightgown, through which she can distinctly feel the firm, iron-like muscle contours of the man.
Last night, the two didn’t return to Moon Gift Villa.
Instead, they stayed in an apartment he owns—Yueluo Xingchen.
The location is close to the hospital, chosen for her convenience for work the following day.
His chin rubs against her neck, grazing it.
The stubble just starting to prick out feels like tiny spikes, tickling and teasing, making her neck involuntarily shrink.
His lips brush over her ears, “Did you sleep well last night?”
Su He feels a tingling sensation throughout her body.
The sleepiness is swept away by his magnetic voice.
“Mm, quite well.”
She has always had good sleep quality, seldom troubled by insomnia, and is not particular about her sleeping environment.
But the man leans close to her ear, his voice laced with a hint of grievance and self-pity, “But I didn’t sleep well.”
Huh?
“Why?” Su He turns slightly to look at him and earnestly asks, “Did you have insomnia?”
“You think I can sleep well with you in my arms?”
Upon hearing this, Su He is speechless.
She doesn’t intend to indulge him; she knows exactly what he’s up to.
With an honest face, considering his wellbeing, she says, “Since my presence affects Master’s sleep, then we should probably sleep separately from now on.”
The next second, she’s turned onto her back by the man, and he looms over her.
From his elevated position, he looks down at her, his dark eyes reflecting her delicate, fair face.
His refined features are reflected in her shining eyes.
Her face, devoid of makeup, pure and innocent like a freshly peeled egg, radiates a stunning purity, making it impossible not to fall for her at first glance.
“What did you just say?
Hmm?”
One hand encircles her waist while the other touches her cheek, his long fingers grazing her smooth skin.
Su He watches him, his enticing Adam’s apple moving up and down with his words.
The combination of his pleasant voice and seductive Adam’s apple is like a visual feast.
At least, she is thoroughly enchanted.
Her eyes blink, her wet tongue absentmindedly licks her slightly dry lips.
Unaware to herself, this subconscious act is another temptation for the man before her.
Jiang Yan squints his eyes, feeling a slow burn growing in his lower abdomen.
“Mrs.
Jiang, are you trying to seduce me?” he asks in a hoarse whisper.
Su He snaps back to reality, her face innocent: “Don’t talk nonsense; I didn’t do anything.”
It’s clearly you who’s seducing me, she mutters to herself.
Though she’s smitten with his good looks, thankfully, she still retains some sanity and willpower, not entirely swayed by his allure.
Su He can feel his gaze towards her growing intense.
She looks at him calmly and counters, “You’re the one who said you couldn’t sleep well with me, so I made a suggestion.
Is there anything wrong with that?”
Jiang Yan: “Does Mrs.
Jiang want to find out why I said that?”
Her lips curve in a slight smirk, responding without hesitation, “Sorry, but I’d rather not know.”
“You should get up; I need to go to work soon.”
Her hands press against his shoulders, pushing him, urging him.
“Mrs.
Jiang, with all your wealth, why do you still keep to a nine-to-six job every day?”
“Because I don’t like being idle, isn’t that reason enough?”
No sooner had she spoken than her lips were sealed with a kiss.
She frowns, “Jiang Yan, stop it, I haven’t brushed my teeth yet!”
“I don’t mind.”
“But I do.”
“…”
Jiang Yan didn’t care whether she minded or not, he kissed her first anyway.
One hand encircled her slender waist, the other weaving through her hair, cupping the back of her head to deepen the kiss.
The morning kiss, like bamboo shoots after the rain, was sweet and vibrant, quickly becoming uncontrollable.
His tongue, soft as an arrow, pried open her lips, capturing her sweet, tender tongue…
Not until she had no more air in her lungs did he finally let her go…
His warm lips trailed from the corner of her lips down to her delicate white neck, her exquisite collarbone…
As intense as any adhesive bond, enchantingly tender, sparking a trail of fire.
Their breathing was in disarray…
The man buried his head in her neck, his scorching breath singeing her skin.
Su He’s delicate arms wrapped around the man’s neck were now somewhat limp, not only her arms but her entire being felt weak.
But she still managed to regain her rationality, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry and huskiness: “Jiang Yan, get up, I have to go to work.”
The man on tenterhooks paused slightly upon hearing this.
He breathed hotly into her ear in a deep, hoarse voice: “Wife, are you trying to light a fire and then run away?”
Su He gasped for air, blinking her dewy eyes, “I didn’t start this, you did it yourself.”
The implication was clear: you can’t blame me.
“Let go of me quickly, or I’ll really be late.
I have surgery to do this morning!”
His strong arms tightened slightly, drawing her into his embrace, aligning her closely.
Every sensory detail was exceptionally vivid.
Su He’s fair face was already tinged with a hint of red, now it looked even more like a blazing flame.
The man lifted his head, his eyelids drooping as he looked at her with a pair of deep, black eyes glinting with a crimson light, pitifully pleading: “What about him then?”
Su He’s gaze wavered as she cleared her throat, “Ahem, President Jiang, you can handle this kind of thing yourself, after all, you’re an adult now, and shouldn’t need me to teach you.”
Afterward.
Under his intense gaze, she resembled somewhat of a heartless woman who would leave after a fling…
Nonchalantly she got out of bed to wash up, then went to the dressing room to change clothes.
She had to admire the man for being ostensibly a temporary resident yet as if he had planned this far in advance, the dressing room was already prepared with spare clothes, and they were all in her usual style.
Not only clothes, but also her regular skincare products and makeup were all well-prepared.
By the time she stepped out of the dressing room, no sign of the man could be seen on the bed, but the sound of splashing water could be heard from the bathroom.
Her lips slightly curled upwards as she sat down in front of the vanity.
She did her skincare routine and applied a light makeup.
She didn’t wait for him to come out, but picked up her bag and left.
However, she left a note for him at the door.
By the time Jiang Yan emerged from the bathroom, the woman’s presence was absent from the room, and he certainly didn’t expect Su He to wait for him.
Wrapped in a white towel around his waist, the glistening water droplets glided down the chiseled lines of his jaw, past the tempting eight-pack abs, and then slid into the towel around his waist.
He had the typical inverted triangle physique, with muscles on his body that were not overly defined but just right.
Slim when clothed, muscled when unclothed, the sleek lines of muscle on his arms and the graceful adonis belt made one’s heart itch.
What a pity, now he was alone here, with no one to admire him.
He walked into the dressing room and leisurely changed into an outfit.
When he was about to leave, he noticed a red sticky note attached to the door.
He stepped forward and took it down.
The handwriting on it flowed like clouds, with beautiful regular script.
It’s just that—
The content wasn’t quite as “beautiful.”
[Husband, an occasional cold shower can improve immunity, so it’s quite healthy, but I wouldn’t recommend it often~]
In the bottom right corner were three words: Left by Wife.
Actually, aside from the sentence following “Husband,” the five other words, he quite liked seeing them.
He curved the corner of his lips, took a photo with his phone, and then put away the note.
Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi were already waiting downstairs.
Upon seeing Jiang Yan, they could tell he seemed to be in a good mood today.
It looked like they wouldn’t have to work on eggshells today.
Otherwise, these past few days, Master had always left for work with a gloomy, frustrated look on his face.
It seemed that private time with Young Madam could cheer Master up.
They wondered if the young master knew about this; if he did, it would probably cause quite a stir.
After all, Master hadn’t quite managed to deal with the young master yet.
They had heard from Uncle Zhong that since the young master was brought back, he insisted on sleeping with Master every night.
Claiming it was to keep him company, but actually, the young master did not want Master to stay with Young Madam.
Hence, the mischievous act of Master whisking Young Madam to stay in Yueluo Xingchen last night.
Meanwhile.
Su He arrived at the hospital at 7:55 AM.
As soon as she got there, she didn’t have time to check her own phone.
This morning she had a meeting, and after the meeting, there was a surgery to perform.
She was like a spinning top all morning.
Just like Jiang Yan asked her this morning, she had already inherited his billions in wealth; she could’ve just laid flat at home.
Even without his billions in wealth, she could’ve laid flat.
But sometimes, when you’re interested in something, you want to push it to the limit.
She studied medicine because she really liked the field, and at the same time, she enjoyed that feeling of struggling with the Grim Reaper for human lives.
As long as you earnestly want to do something, no matter how tiring, you won’t feel tired.
–
In the afternoon, after Su He had just finished a surgery, she stepped outside and saw Lu Zhenyu pacing anxiously in the hallway.
She walked over, “What’s going on?
You look like the sky is falling.”
As soon as Lu Zhenyu saw her come out, he quickly said, “Director, something has happened to Si Qianqian.”
Su He: “What has happened to her again?”
“Half an hour ago, she got agitated over something, suddenly became very excited, and had a cardiac arrest.
Fortunately, she was discovered early on and her life was saved for the moment, but her condition is very grave now.”
In the VIP ward.
Si Qianqian was wearing an oxygen mask, her face so pale it had no trace of color.
Su He looked at her with furrowed brows.
She turned to the nanny Mrs.
Li beside her, “What sort of upsetting news did your miss encounter?”
Mrs.
Li’s complexion wasn’t great either.
She shook her head, “I don’t know.
I just went out to fetch something, it was only about ten minutes or so, and when I returned, I saw a crowd of doctors and nurses resuscitating my miss.”
At this moment, a nurse said, “Director Su, two minutes before Si Qianqian’s incident, I saw someone leaving the ward room, wearing a mask and a hat, it seemed like a man.
Shortly after this person left, the emergency button in Si Qianqian’s ward was pressed.”
Now, Su He’s brows were even more tightly knit.
Although Si Qianqian had a bad temper, according to Si Jinchuan, she hadn’t been in contact with anyone and should not have provoked any enemies, right?
So, who deliberately came to agitate her?
And for what purpose?
Half an hour later, Si Jinchuan arrived.
“How’s my sister?”
Su He calmly said, “She was agitated, and her heart stopped suddenly.
Although her life is saved for the time being, she has fallen into a coma, and it’s uncertain when she will wake up.
Also, her surgery can’t be delayed any longer.
The surgery must proceed as soon as possible.
If there is still no news from Xinyuan, then we will have to consider implanting an artificial heart.
Otherwise, this is as far as she goes.”
Si Jinchuan’s lips were tight, and his dark pupils conveyed an indescribable emotion.
His gaze was fixed on the lifeless Si Qianqian, lying on the hospital bed.
This morning when he left, she was fine.
“Have you offended someone?” Su He suddenly tilted her head and looked at him.
Si Jinchuan was startled, “Why do you ask that?”
Immediately after, Su He took out her cellphone and showed him the surveillance video sent by the security, briefly explaining the situation.
After watching the video, a cold gleam flickered across the man’s eyes and disappeared just as fast.
“Can you send me this video?” Si Jinchuan asked.
Su He nodded and sent it to him.
…
After Su He left the ward, Si Jinchuan made a call.
At this moment, he was exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.
The call was quickly answered.
His voice was almost terrifyingly cold, “Find the person in the video, no matter where he is.
Within three days, I want him found alive!”
Back in her office, Su He opened WeChat to see several unread messages.
She opened her chat with Jiang Yan and saw the picture he had sent her, the message she left for him this morning, and the sentence below it read, “Mrs.
Jiang, if you keep up this prudishness, then your husband will have to take cold showers every day.
Can you bear that?”
Su He smiled and replied, “I have no qualms about it, no harm no foul for me.”
She had just replied and was about to exit when a response came instantaneously.
Jiang Yan: “No harm?
Then you can give up your happiness for the rest of your life?”
Su He: “My happiness comes from money~ President Jiang should keep earning money, keep it up!”
At this moment, the man in a meeting room with his executives, with everyone looking at the man on the chairman seat holding his phone, his eyes slightly lowered, and a high-cold face that usually terrifies people, now slightly touched with a smile.
Everyone: Am I hallucinating?
Such a serious meeting and Master is not only playing with his phone but also smiling, what’s the joke?
Who’s at the other end of the phone?
Could it be the mysterious Mrs.
President?
Or is it someone else?
Everyone instantly started to speculate various things in their hearts.
Only Jiang Feng, who was closest, saw who Master Wu was chatting with.
However, he wasn’t going to tell them; let them use their own imagination!
In a rental room in the urban village.
“The thing you asked me to do is done.
Shouldn’t you transfer the final payment to me now?”
The man was lying on the sofa making a phone call.
“Alright, that was straightforward.
Remember to look for me again if there’s any more easy money in the future.”
Not long after, one hundred thousand dollars was deposited into the man’s account.
He happily muttered to himself: “I didn’t expect to earn $100,000 just by running my mouth.
This is way too cool.”
He instantly adopted a laid-back attitude.
It was seven-thirty.
Su He had just arrived at the old mansion.
She arrived just in time for dinner, so she simply joined them.
After dinner, she prepared to return to Moon Gift Villa with Su Yimo.
Su He: “Grandma, you don’t need to see us out.
Go back, we’ll call you when we arrive.”
Su Baobao said in a sweet, childish voice: “Great-grandma, baby will come to be with you again tomorrow~”
Old Madam stood at the entrance of the hall, smiling affectionately and waving her hands at the mother and son, “Alright, alright, great-grandma will be waiting for you.”
In the car.
Su Yimo was sitting in the back seat, his round eyes fixed on Su He, who was driving, and he asked in a somewhat serious tone: “Mommy, tell me the truth, where did you and Old Antique go last night?
Were you hiding from me?”
Last night, when he arrived home, other than Grandpa Zhong, the two of them were nowhere to be seen, and their phones were unreachable.
Su He: “…”
“There was an incident last night; your Uncle Siyang got injured, and we were at the hospital until dawn, so we didn’t come back.”
She calmly explained.
“Really?
You’re not lying to me?”
“Do you think Mommy would joke about Uncle Siyang with you?”
Su Baobao was indeed very trusting of this.
Su He: “I’ll take you to see him tomorrow.”
Su Baobao pouted her little mouth: “Alright~”
When they got back to Moon Gift Villa, it was already nine o’clock, and Jiang Yan hadn’t returned yet.
There was a problem with a company project, and he had sent a message to Su He in the morning, saying he would work overtime tonight.
Once they got home, she let Su Baobao go find his clothes to take a bath while she prepared the water for him.
After he finished his bath and came out, he looked at Su He and asked: “Mommy, where’s Old Antique?”
Su He: “Oh, he’s working overtime.
It will probably take a while before he comes back.
If you’re sleepy, you can go to bed first.”
Su Baobao blinked his round, glistening eyes, “Mommy, you sleep with me tonight.”
Su He, upon hearing this, did not refuse, “Okay.”
“I’ll come to you in a bit.”
“Mhm, okay~”
After taking a quick shower, Su He went to Su Yimo’s room.
Then she hugged him and they both fell asleep.
One thing she loved most about Su Yimo was that after he turned two, he stopped fussing for bedtime stories.
At one o’clock in the morning.
The door of the children’s room was gently pushed open from outside.
The man tiptoed to the bedside.
Standing at the bedside, he looked down; under the dim light, he observed the heartwarming scene of the mother and child embracing in their sleep.
But just as he started to watch, Su He suddenly opened her eyes.
Jiang Yan: “…”
Su He woke up because she sensed someone approaching.
But when she saw Jiang Yan, her tense nerves instantly relaxed, and drowsiness overtook her.
She immediately closed her eyes again, murmuring in a haze, “You’re back.”
He crouched down, looking at her and whispered, “Did I wake you up?”
Su He didn’t respond but instead turned over, facing him.
Jiang Yan glanced at the little guy, who was sleeping soundly while clutching the blanket, and came up with an idea.
Without any hesitation, he picked up Su He and left the children’s room.