NOVPUBChapter 125: 125, His Dominance and Tenderness (Third Update) _1
Chapter 125: 125, His Dominance and Tenderness (Third Update) _1
Quan Yifei was truly a food lover, having tried all sorts of delicacies in Beijing. She took Jian Qing to the most famous hot pot restaurant in Beijing.
Enjoying hot pot in the height of summer, with the air conditioning on, was a unique pleasure.
In the private room, Quan Yifei watched the person opposite her, who was eating without breaking a sweat, a twitch at the corner of her mouth.
She couldn’t help but ask, “Jian Qing, don’t you think it’s too spicy?”
She considered herself a spice fiend, but this person outdid her. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
Jian Qing, “It’s okay.”
Quan Yifei fell over, “…”
Halfway through the meal, Quan Yifei put down her chopsticks, “Jian Qing, do you know that Xiang Cheng’s legs are paralyzed, and he’s also become mute?”
“Huh?” Jian Qing looked at her, a flash of puzzlement in her eyes.
She remembered that she was the one who had crippled Xiang Cheng’s hands, but she didn’t remember ruining his legs.
Quan Yifei, “My aunt is the deputy dean of that hospital and also a doctor. She happened to be at home when she had come back and talked about it.”
A glint of thoughtfulness flashed in Jian Qing’s eyes, and she asked, “When did this happen?”
“It was the day when you ruined Xiang Cheng’s arms and he was sent to the hospital. He was said to have been taken away in the middle of the night, and when he was found again, he ended up like this.”
Seeing Jian Qing’s confusion, Quan Yifei propped her chin on her hand and said, “Don’t you know? I thought you already knew.”
Jian Qing shook her head, “I haven’t been back to the An Family house in the past few days, and I wasn’t paying attention.”
She had crippled Xiang Cheng’s hands, and coincidentally his legs got paralyzed that night. There couldn’t be such a coincidence.
She lightly tapped her fingers on the table, a flash of thought passing through her eyes.
Could it be…
While thinking, the smile on her lips spread to her eyes, with a touch of warmth spreading from her heart.
That person always protected her with his actions, domineering yet gentle, it was irresistible!
“Jian Qing, what are you laughing about?” Quan Yifei asked.
“Nothing, let’s eat.” Jian Qing lowered her head and kept eating, but the curve of her smile stayed intact.
…
At the Chu Family house, it was gloomy.
Once back home, Chu Ruohan rushed back to her room, totally on edge, almost smashing everything in her room. The loud noises from inside scared the servants away.
“Young Master!”
Seeing Chu Yihen come back, the servants breathed a sigh of relief.
“Where’s Hanhan?” Chu Yihen glanced around the room, finally looking to the butler.
“Miss went upstairs as soon as she got home. She’s now…” The butler started to stammer towards the end.
“Bang－－”
A loud noise suddenly came from upstairs. Chu Yihen’s eyebrows froze. He didn’t wait for the butler to finish speaking and directly went upstairs.
“Jian Qing, why do you always try to compete with me?”
“Jian Qing, I hate you, I hate you…”
As he reached the door, Chu Yihen heard the shouting from inside the room. He hesitated for a moment before he knocked on the door.
“Hanhan, open the door.”
There was a slight noise from inside the room. Before long, the door was opened.
“Brother!”
Chu Ruohan was barefoot, her hair disheveled, and her face still held a trace of residual anger.
Chu Yihen looked past her, observing the wreckage in the room, his eyes darkening, “Hanhan, what have you done?”
Chu Ruohan twisted her hands, not daring to meet Chu Yihen’s gaze, “Brother, I…”
“As the Young Miss of the Chu Family, is this all you’re capable of? Throw a tantrum and break things whenever something doesn’t go your way, huh?” Chu Yihen’s tone was neither harsh nor light, but it made her feel inexplicably scared.
“Brother, I, I was wrong, just now I only…” Chu Ruohan said carefully.
“Only what, only you provoke others and end up getting trampled, so you felt wronged and came back to break things, is that right?”
She had been nursing her grievances, but now even her own brother was scolding her. Chu Ruohan couldn’t help but tear up, large drops of tears falling.
“Brother, I just wanted to buy that shirt for you, but Jian Qing was clearly insulting me in the store. It’s all her fault.”
She choked out, her words veiled with loathing for Jian Qing.
Chu Yihen looked at her impassively, “Hanhan, you are no match for Jian Qing. So, stop provoking her.”
