Chapter 559 - 559 545. Grandpa Jing Wants to Earn Money to Support

Chapter 559: 545. Grandpa Jing Wants to Earn Money to Support the Family (4)_1 Chapter 559: 545. Grandpa Jing Wants to Earn Money to Support the Family (4)_1 “I’m not backing down. If you have the guts, spread the video. If you dare to do it, my brother will definitely not let you get away with it. Try it if you don’t believe me.”

Even though her brother is cruel to her, she is still his little sister. At a critical moment, he wouldn’t stand by and let Qin Baihao bully her. She had faith in this.

It has to be said, Chu Ruohan has become a bit sharper this time.

The smile on Qin Baihao’s face gradually disappeared, and he watched her with a grim look. All of a sudden, he smirked coldly and pulled her into his arms.

“What do you want to do, let me go.” She was furious and shouted.

“Ruohan, don’t be angry. I was just joking with you. I admit I wasn’t gentle enough that day. In the future, I will be more gentle with you, so don’t be afraid.”

As he said this, he lowered his head, his lips traveling around her neck.

“Qin Baihao, let me go.”

Chu Ruohan’s eyes flashed with terror, as memories of being humiliated by him in the hotel resurfaced. She didn’t want to experience that feeling of being worse than death again.

“Stop pretending to be pure, Ruohan. Don’t forget, you’ve long since become my woman.” As he said this, he began to remove her thin nightgown.

“If you keep shouting like this, you might draw the attention of your family members here, and then it won’t necessarily be just me who’s embarrassed.”

At his words, Chu Ruohan stiffened, her eyes gradually dimming.

Qin Baihao had a devious grin on his face as he proficiently removed her nightgown. Chu Ruohan closed her eyes, her heart feeling as if it were reduced to ashes.

When it was over, Qin Baihao got dressed and looked at the person lying on the bed with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He picked up the nightgown on the floor and helped her sit up.

Chu Ruohan’s gaze was vacant as she allowed him to dress her.

“Ruohan, if you could’ve behaved like this from the start, I wouldn’t have had to take you prematurely. After our wedding the day after tomorrow, you’ll officially be Mrs. Qin. Then we’ll truly be a family.””Get lost!” Chu Ruohan moved her eyes slightly and uttered hoarsely.

Qin Baihao didn’t mind. He lowered his head to give her forehead a gentle kiss, “I’ll leave for now, we’ll meet again at the wedding the day after tomorrow.”

Having said this, he straightened out his slightly disheveled coat and opened the window to clear the intimate atmosphere in the room.

After a while, he opened the door and left, Chu Ruohan immediately closed it.

She slid down onto the floor, hugging herself tight. With her knees pulled up to her chest, she sobbed quietly.

Qin Baihao, you beast, I won’t let you off!

Jiang Fan didn’t know about the rough treatment Chu Ruohan had received from Qin Baihao. When he saw him coming downstairs, a smile formed on his face.

“Baihao, where’s Hanhan? Why didn’t she come down with you?”

Qin Baihao answered politely, “I discussed the wedding day plans with Ruohan, she is a bit tired now. I asked her to rest for a while, so Auntie you should also let her sleep for a bit and not call her.”

Listening to his heartfelt concern for her daughter, Jiang Fan’s smile grew even brighter.

“Alright, I understand.”

“Then Auntie, I’ll be leaving now, so as not to disturb you.”

“Okay.”

After seeing off Qin Baihao, Jiang Fan went on to look at the guest list for the wedding day.

…

Just as the wedding of Chu and Qin families were drawing near, the news that Song Corporation’s stock had plummeted also spread, causing an uproar in Beijing.

Quite a few savvy people knew that JK International had broken off all cooperation with Song Corporation. Consequently, many groups that had cooperated with the Song Corporation began to find excuses to dissolve their contracts, fearing they would be implicated by Song Corporation and inadvertently offend JK International, the big Buddha.

Early in the morning, Jian Qing was “kidnapped” by Quan Jingwu and taken to the JK company. He said sweetly that only by looking at his wife would he have the motivation to earn milk powder money.

Jian Qing was curled up on the sofa, fast asleep with Quan Jingwu’s coat draped over her. She was sleeping very peacefully.

The man sitting at the desk occasionally glanced at the sleeping woman, then returned to dealing with the piles of documents.

All of a sudden, the phone on the desk vibrated, waking the sleeping woman.

Jian Qing, still groggy from sleep, picked up the phone and glanced at it. Seeing the name displayed, a faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

She answered the call, with the clear and resonant voice of a woman coming from the other end.

“Jian Qing!”

She responded, pulling up the coat that slid off her, “Mingyan, why did you think to call me?”

“Jian Qing, I returned to Beijing yesterday. Are you free today?” Zhan Mingyan said, “Let’s meet for afternoon tea.”

“Where?” Jian Qing sat up and rubbed her head.

“I’ll send you the address, let’s talk when you arrive.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up the call, Jian Qing stretched lazily and yawned.

Noticing that she was about to go out, Quan Jingwu immediately dropped the documents in his hand and walked over to her.

“Planning to abandon your husband and go on a date with someone else?” He pulled her up, his deep eyes filled with humor as he asked.

Jian Qing smiled and nodded decisively.

“Do you need me to drive you there?” His head lowered to light peck her lips, his cool hand smoothing her slightly messy hair.

“No, you’d better stay here and earn money to support the family.” She teased with a smile.

“You heartless little devil!” He lightly bit her delicate earlobe, earning him a coquettish glare.

She held his face in her hands, planting a ‘mwah’ on each of his cheeks, “I’ll bring back something for you to eat when I return.”

Having said this, she slipped out from his embrace and ran toward the door.

“Wait, take your scarf.” Quan Jingwu called out to her, grabbing the scarf on the sofa and walking over to put it around her.

Jian Qing looked down at the scarf around her neck, chuckling helplessly.

He was so fond of giving her his scarf, even though her own was on the sofa.

After putting on the scarf, he lowered his head to peck her lips, finally letting her go with satisfaction.

“Be careful on the road.”

“Okay.”

Jian Qing grabbed her car keys and left.

The cold wind blew, causing the wind chimes hanging at the cafe to tinkle, emitting a clear sound.

By the window, Zhan Mingyan ordered a cup of hot coffee and read a magazine.

Upon hearing the sound at the door, she lifted her gaze. When she saw who it was, her face broke into a warm smile.

“Jian Qing, over here!”

Jian Qing saw the person waving at her and gave a light smile.

She walked over, asking softly, “Have you been waiting long?”

“Not really, I just got here not too long ago.” Zhan Mingyan replied, “What would you like to drink?”

“A black coffee!” Jian Qing said.

The waiter took down the order, smiled faintly, and then left.

“Jian Qing, I just got back to Beijing yesterday and you guys stuffed my mouth full of dog food right away. Why are you guys being so heartless?” Zhan Mingyan joked.

“You saw it?”

“Of course, the internet almost broke down because of you guys.” Zhan Mingyan complained.

Couldn’t they consider the feelings of single dogs like her when they flaunted their happiness?