112: Chapter 112: The Fluffy Little Lioness 112: Chapter 112: The Fluffy Little Lioness Su He stood at the bathroom door in silence for a while.
“Then when it’s convenient for you to get it, call me.”
After she spoke, she turned around and had only taken one step when the sound of something heavy falling to the ground came from the bathroom.
She was always sensitive to sounds, and her brows furrowed slightly.
“Jiang Yan, are you okay?”
She turned back, staring at the bathroom door, hearing only the sound of running water; Jiang Yan did not respond.
Whether it was a doctor’s instinct or something else, she didn’t overthink it and quickly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
After entering, she was stunned.
The man was standing in front of her completely naked, his tall and robust figure caught her eye, strong, safe, powerful…
These phrases flashed through Su He’s mind instantly.
Water droplets flowed down his smooth muscles, and as she looked down following the droplets, she saw the alluring V-line…
Upon seeing this, she immediately stopped her gaze.
Then, she thought of four words: Majestic and imposing!
She turned around abruptly, her back facing him, with her heart pounding and cheeks burning.
She said irritably, “If nothing’s wrong, why didn’t you say anything?”
She thought he might have slipped while showering.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come in.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear what you said just now,” the man’s deep and husky voice fell from above her head.
Su He stared unwaveringly ahead and extended the sleepwear behind her to him, “Here, your clothes.”
She didn’t want to stay here for another second.
It was too much!
Jiang Yan glanced at her delicate and fair hand holding his sleepwear, a slight smirk on his thin lips, “So, you were worried about me just now?”
Su He ignored his question, “Are you going to get dressed or not?
Hurry up.”
Once he took the clothes, she immediately headed towards the door.
However, just as she reached the door and before she could open it, she was gently pulled back, and with a turn, her entire body was pressed against the door.
“Jiang Yan, what are you doing?” She widened her eyes at the man in front of her.
The sleepwear was thin, and he was bare, this close contact allowed her to clearly feel the hard lines of his muscles on her body.
“Weren’t you just asking me how I managed our son?” the man looked at her and said, “Let me tell you now.”
Su He licked her lips, “I don’t want to know anymore, let me go.”
“But I want to talk.” The man said with an irritating tone.
“…”
Her gaze drifted as she said, “Then, could you please put on your clothes first?”
Jiang Yan saw her flushed cheeks and smiled, “Is Mrs.
Jiang feeling shy?”
Su He stubbornly replied, “No, I’m just worried you might catch a cold later.”
“Is that so?
Since you’re worried about me catching a cold, why did you let me take a cold shower?
How do you explain that?
Hmm.”
“That’s different!”
“How is it different?”
Su He: “…It just is.”
The man used one hand to grip her slender waist while his other hand brushed the hair on her cheek behind her ear, his fingertips caressing her smooth cheek.
Su He shivered.
Jiang Yan could naturally feel the changes in her body, his fingers with pronounced knuckles pinched her smooth jawline, leaning closer to whisper in her ear, “The little guy said he wants a sister, and I agreed, so he stopped clinging to me.”
Su He’s pupils dilated, slightly taken aback.
That was outrageous!
The warm breath of the man burned her skin, and she bit back, “Then go find him a sister, it has nothing to do with me!”
“How could it have nothing to do with you?
I can’t do it on my own, wife.”
His deep voice resonated in her ear, with a hint of huskiness and charm.
Jiang Yan’s dark pupils focused on her red ears, a smile curling on his lips.
He lowered his head and nibbled at her neck.
Her skin was very white, and the slightest touch would leave a mark.
Su He felt a tingling on her scalp.
“Jiang Yan, don’t leave marks on my neck, I have to go to work tomorrow.”
“Not on the neck, so elsewhere is okay?” he raised his gaze to her.
Su He glared at him and exclaimed in disbelief, “I didn’t say that, don’t mess around…”
Before she could finish speaking, the man’s kiss had already landed.
Gentle yet domineering, leaving no room for refusal.
His kissing skills were impeccable, and soon, she was led astray by him.
Their hot breath intertwined, lips entwined and tangled.
“…”
Su He felt weak in her legs from the kissing, and had he not held her in his embrace, she would have been unsteady on her feet.
At this moment, she felt enveloped in fire, completely unable to escape.
The man whispered hoarsely in her ear, “Wife, is it okay?”
Su He could feel his arousal, and hearing his words, a strange thrill surged in her heart.
He really did ask for her consent as promised.
She bit her teeth, her face burning, and murmured a low “Mm-hmm.”
Having received her consent, the man pounced like a leopard out of its cage.
The bathroom was already cool, but suddenly, the temperature seemed to rise rapidly.
“…”
Afterward, the man carried her out.
Su He had been kissed until she melted into a puddle, her slender arms clinging to the man’s broad and sturdy shoulders.
Suddenly, she felt a familiar warmth in her lower abdomen.
“Wait a minute!”
Jiang Yan looked up at her instantly, his voice hoarse and barely recognizable, “What’s wrong?”
Su He’s starry eyes misted with a thin layer of moisture, and she looked at him somewhat awkwardly, “Heh, sorry, it seems I’ve gotten my period.”
“…”
Three minutes later.
After Su He fiddled with herself in the restroom, she came out to see the man sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, his handsome face clouded with gloom.
All she could do was give an awkward laugh, “This, it wasn’t on purpose, I didn’t know it would come early.”
Jiang Yan: “…”
Su He coughed lightly and pointed in the direction of the restroom, “I’m done using it, now it’s your turn.”
The man pondered for a moment, stood up, but as he passed by her, he took her hand.
Su He looked up at him, puzzled.
“Wife, didn’t you say it’s not good to take too many cold showers?”
Su He blinked, “Ah.”
“Then come with me.”
Su He: ?
Before she had a chance to ask why, the man had already pulled her into the bathroom.
…
Three days later.
Inside the intensive care unit.
Si Qianqian is currently in a relatively stable condition, with her rejection reactions being minimal and within controllable limits.
“Get some rest.
If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, make sure to tell the nurse immediately,” Su He looked at her and said, “Also, you’ve narrowly escaped death, so cherish your life from now on.”
Just as she turned around, Si Qianqian grabbed the hem of her clothes.
Su He: “What do you want to say?”
Si Qianqian slowly began to speak: “Whose heart is this inside me?”
This was the first time she had spoken since she woke up.
Su He was somewhat surprised that she asked this question; she thought Si would ask about her brother instead.
“I’ll tell you when you get out,” Su He responded.
After hearing her words, Si Qianqian did not press on but obediently nodded her head.
After leaving the ICU, Su He encountered An Xueyin in the elevator.
She didn’t even spare her an extra glance, only showing her the back of her head.
But the more Su He ignored her, the more uncomfortable An Xueyin felt inside.
Fortunately, there were no other people in the elevator.
“Su He, don’t think you’re something special just because you performed a major surgery!” An Xueyin chided.
Su He: “?”
But she did not engage with her words.
Beside her, Lan Yan listened to An Xueyin’s words and knitted her brows, choosing to ignore her as well.
Seeing Su He ignoring her completely, An Xueyin couldn’t hold back and spoke again: “Su He, don’t even dream of returning to the An Family; there’s no place for you there.
Even if you do well in the hospital, what difference does it make?
Do you think Uncle An will still want you?
You’re nothing but a wild child with no mom and a dad who doesn’t want you!”
Her words were laced with sharpness and mockery, and she intended to rub salt into Su He’s wounds.
What she didn’t realize was that Su He had no interest in the An Family whatsoever.
Su He pressed her tongue against her molars, and a cold light flashed in her almond eyes.
She turned around, her cold gaze fixed on An Xueyin, “Are you sick or something?
Acting like a rabid dog latching on despite being ignored—did you forget to take your medicine before leaving the house?”
As Su He spoke, she moved forward, the chill emanating from her making An Xueyin frightened to the core; she fell silent all of a sudden.
Su He scolded her, and she didn’t even dare to retort.
With every step Su He took forward, An Xueyin stepped back, eventually being cornered against the wall of the elevator.
“An Xueyin, is your brain filled with paste?” Su He’s gaze was frosty: “Do you think I’d covet the An Family?
Couldn’t the position of Young Madam of the Jiang Family be more appealing than your Miss An title?”
“Since you’ve become Miss An, why do you still call An Chengyuan ‘Uncle’?
If you’re so capable, why not call him ‘Dad’?” Su He’s lips curved into a slight sneer, a hint of mockery in her eyes: “Even if he doesn’t want me anymore, I still have his blood in my veins.
What about you?
What do you have?
Do you think the An Family would entrust their wealth to someone with no blood relation, a stranger?
If I can’t have it, you can’t either, right?
So, what do you have to flaunt in front of me?”
“Just an empty title of Miss An, you think I’d be jealous?
I’m sorry to say, I really don’t envy you at all, in fact, I kind of pity you!”
An Xueyin’s face turned pale for a moment at her words.
But she had to admit Su He’s words made sense.
Since she had moved into the An Family with Lin Yue, An Chengyuan had strictly forbidden her from calling him ‘Dad.’
Even though Chen Shurong treated her fairly well, it couldn’t compare to An Mi and An Rui, who had the An Family’s bloodline.
“An Xueyin, it’s best if you don’t test my limits again.
I’ve already told you before, I’m not a kind person.
The matter with Si Qianqian and those online trying to slander me, I will find time to settle these accounts with you one by one!”
When An Xueyin heard her words, a warning bell went off in her head.
A trace of panic crossed her eyes: “Su He, don’t throw all the dirty water on me!”
Su He snorted disdainfully: “Just remember, I’m no philanthropist.”
“Ding!”
“”
The elevator reached their floor.
Su He turned around, ignoring her, but before she left, she threw out one last comment: “You must be familiar with Ji Lei, right?”
After saying that, she left her with a view of her retreating back.
An Xueyin, still in the elevator, turned pale with fright at Su He’s last remark, a hint of fear appearing on her face, looking utterly panicked.
How does Su He know about Ji Lei?
How much does she know?
Or does she know everything?
Or is she, setting a trap for me to fall into?
An Xueyin’s mind was a mess, filled with turmoil.
No, it’s impossible, how could she possibly know, she couldn’t know, she must be framing me.
Lan Yan followed Su He back to the office, “Boss, why did you let her go this time?”
Su He picked up her cup, took a sip to moisten her throat, “Keeping her around is still of some use, her existence isn’t harmful for now.”
…
Two o’clock in the afternoon.
A private restaurant.
Jing Xuan looked at the refined-looking scoundrel in front of her, feeling a stomach full of fire.
“Mr.
Lu, have you gone out of your mind?”
Jing Xuan didn’t hold back in her cursing, nor did she care about the other person’s status.
Whoever provoked her would have to endure her wrath.
Both of their assistants stood by, silently exchanging glances.
Lu Zhiyang: “Jing Xuan, let’s speak nicely.”
Jing Xuan was like a firecracker, speaking nicely would be a miracle.
“Mr.
Lu, I speak nicely, but can you speak nicely to me?
Huh?”
Lu Zhiyang frowned slightly: “…”
Right now, she was like an angered lioness, not about to listen to him.
“Not only are you being irrational, but you are also deluding yourself, being shameless!
Damn it, you clearly have a fiancée, yet you want me to be your companion, are you jealous of how well I’m doing?”
She was close to slamming the table and walking away.
Then, she pointed at Cheng Yi next to Lu Zhiyang and asked, “Come on, tell me, is President Lu out of his mind?
He could even come up with such an idea!”
Cheng Yi swallowed nervously, scared out of his wits.
How could he dare answer this lady’s question?
He simply lowered his head, pretending not to hear or see anything.
Lu Zhiyang looked at her delicately pretty face; six years ago she was a pure and sweet girl next door, and now she’s enchantingly beautiful and irresistibly charming.
But the one thing that hasn’t changed is her fiery temper.
The man’s thin lips parted, speaking calmly, “Don’t forget the terms you agreed to.”
Jing Xuan took a deep breath, “Yes, I did agree, but can you freaking make requests that a normal person would make?
Ask yourself, were your recent demands reasonable?”
Lu Zhiyang listened to the woman in front of him call herself “老娘” (old mama) over and over, and felt a headache coming on, his face full of helplessness.
“If I attend the event with you, I’ll hit the trending searches tonight, and I’ll even get viciously cursed at!”
“Even if you want revenge for Ye Hanqing, do you have to screw me over like this?”
“If you really want to make this request, it’s not impossible, I can find someone for you, she will accompany you.”
The man’s almond eyes concealed behind his glasses narrowed, his voice cool and composed, “I want you.”
“Fuck!!!”