Chapter 650 - 650 636 My Husband (1)_1

Chapter 650: 636, My Husband (1)_1 Chapter 650: 636, My Husband (1)_1 The smile in Jian Qing’s eyes faded, “Chu Yihen?”

“It’s me.” The gentle voice came again.

As both of them were close together, Quan Jingwu naturally also heard Chu Yihen’s voice.

A cold light flickered in Quan Jingwu’s deep eyes. He slightly tilted his head, and his thin lips brushed lightly against her cheek.

Jian Qing side-eyed him, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

Strong jealousy filled the air.

“Jian Qing, I know you cannot forgive Chu Ruohan for her mistakes, but now she has been punished, please spare her.” Chu Yihen spoke in a low voice.

Jian Qing scoffed, “Chu Yihen, wasn’t it thanks to you that Chu Ruohan is in the mental hospital? You’re asking me for mercy now, perhaps you’ve got the wrong person.”

It was Chu Yihen who produced the certification for Chu Ruohan’s mental illness and had her put in a mental hospital. Now, he’s asking her to spare Chu Ruohan. Is he joking with her?

Meanwhile, Chu Yihen’s handsome face clouded over, tightening the grip on his phone.

Remembering his visit to the mental hospital yesterday and the sight of Chu Ruohan, his gloomy mood deepened.

His tone changed abruptly, “Jian Qing, do you really know what kind of person Quan Jingwu is? Do you truly believe he is as you see him?”

Upon hearing his words, the smile in Jian Qing’s eyes disappeared. She said indifferently, “Who he is—I suppose I need you to tell me?”

“Jian Qing, you don’t understand Quan Jingwu at all. He’s ruthless and brutal, he secretly orders people in the mental hospital to torment Ruohan. He’s nothing but a cold-blooded animal.” Chu Yihen spoke vehemently.

He had made arrangements in the mental hospital. It wasn’t until his visit yesterday that he realized Chu Ruohan was going through hell in there. Nobody could disobey his orders to abuse Chu Ruohan unless there was someone else interfering on purpose.

Among everyone in Beijing, only Quan Jingwu dared to openly challenge him.

Quan Jingwu, who had been silently listening to the conversation, raised an eyebrow nonchalantly.

It seems that Chu Yihen has too much idle time. What has Shen Hao been doing?

Slandering him in front of his wife? He wouldn’t be fair to himself if he didn’t settle scores with Chu Yihen.

“Chu Yihen, let me tell you, I love that my husband is ruthless. I love that he protects me. Chu Ruohan tried to harm me, isn’t it right for my husband to avenge me?” Jian Qing sneered, “Besides, when Chu Ruohan got into the mental hospital, did she dream of having a good time there?”

Every time she said “my husband”, it grated on Chu Yihen’s ears.

Fury surged in his chest, veins in his temples and along his neck bulging.

“Jian Qing, you…”

Before he could finish, Jian Qing interrupted him sharply, “I hate when people badmouth my husband. Chu Yihen, you are as disgusting as your sister.”

Having said that, she hung up the phone.

Throughout the call, Quan Jingwu remained silent, a smile unconsciously curving up the corners of his lips.

He gazed at the woman in his arms and laughed softly.

“Ha ha!”

Jian Qing looked up at him, raising her brows, “You can still laugh when people slander you.”

“Didn’t you help me curse him back?” Quan Jingwu looked at her, warmth flickering in his eyes.

The phrase ‘my husband’ had made him so happy, he wanted to hear it over and over again.

Jian Qing laughed as well, “What did you do to upset Chu Yihen?”

Based on Chu Yihen’s tone, it seems that something happened to Chu Ruohan again.

“Nothing much, I just asked Shen Hao to notify the people at the mental hospital to help Chu Ruohan turn that fake mental illness certificate into a real one.” He spoke as if it were merely a trivial matter.

Jian Qing blinked in realization, no wonder Chu Yihen sounded like he had just been stepped on.

She lifted her head, her hands cradling his face, and planted a quick kiss on his lips. “Jing the Tyrant, I love you the most.”

The soft sensation on his lips deepened the color in his eyes, his hand that was on her waist tightening slightly.

“Jing the Tyrant?” His low voice was husky and sexy.

Jian Qing nodded with a grin, her fingertip mischievously poking his cheek. “You’re so domineering, so ‘Jing the Tyrant’ suits you just right.”

Quan Jingwu smirked, lowering his head to find her lips and kissing her.

Jian Qing was kissed to a daze, her fingers clutching his collar slipping, and her fair face flushed crimson.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally let her go. Jian Qing leaned weakly against him, a soft mist clouding her eyes.

The two of them were very close, and the man’s evident arousal caused Jian Qing’s face to redden even more. She cautiously tried to separate herself from Jingwu’s embrace.

However, his long fingers held her firmly, not allowing her to escape.

“My dear, don’t move!”

His hoarse voice betrayed his restraint.

Dammit, they couldn’t have sex for three months.

Who the hell thought of this rule?

Jian Qing froze, she dared not move an inch. Lowering her gaze and speaking in a voice no louder than a mosquito, she said, “Xiaojing, would you… like some help?”

The moment the words left her mouth, Jian Qing regretted it.

Why had she let her soft heart get the best of her? She had put herself in such an embarrassing position.

“If you can’t hear me, just forget it.” She pulled his hand away and cleared her throat to hide her embarrassment.

However, what was said could not be taken back.

Quan Jingwu’s eyes reflected his amusement as he lifted her into his arms and walked towards the bathroom.

At the sight of this, Jian Qing buried her face into his chest.

Whining inwardly, she regretted her decision.

…

Chu Group

CEO’s office

After the call was ended, Chu Yihen looked as if he had swallowed a mouthful of bitterness. Everything on his desk was scattered on the floor. The loud noises made the person delivering files outside the door too afraid to knock, leaving them trembling at the door.

“Knock knock knock––”

“Who is it?” Chu Yihen asked impatiently.

“Sir, your mother is here.” The assistant respectfully answered through the closed door.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yihen furrowed his brows.

“Come in.”

Jiang Fan walked in after opening the door.

Her expensive suit made her look dignified and elegant, but even makeup could not hide her haggard face.

“Mother, why did you leave home to come here instead of resting?” Chu Yihen’s face softened as he gently asked.

Jiang Fan quickly walked up to the desk, anxiousness reflecting in her eyes, “Yihen, how is Ruohan’s situation being handled?”

She couldn’t just let her daughter be destroyed in the mental hospital.

“Mother, you don’t need to worry about Ruohan’s problem. I know what to do.” He said.

“But how can I not worry? Ruohan can’t wait any longer. If it goes on like this, she will be ruined.” Jiang Fan said with a heartbroken expression.