Chapter 12 Jiang Yan Held Her

Su He had just returned to her office when she received a call from her cousin, Su Zhimian.

She furrowed her brows and immediately asked:

"Hello, brother, did something happen to Xixi?"

Because her brother generally wouldn't call her, unless it was about Su Yimo.

Upon hearing her anxious voice, Su Zhimian immediately replied: "No, no, Xixi is fine, he's doing well."

He was standing at the airport exit, a small child sitting atop his suitcase by his feet.

He hesitated, then glanced at the young Su Yimo who was gazing back at him, "Um, Susu, there's something I need to tell you..."

When Su He heard her son was fine, her heart, which had just tensed up, instantly calmed down.

Listening to her brother's cautious words, she squinted slightly and hummed noncommittally.

"I've brought Xixi back to the country."

Su Zhimian blurted out, moving the phone away from his ear the moment he spoke.

Even so, he could hear the explosion of Su He's voice over the phone.

Su He: "Immediately return to Zurich!"

Su Zhimian glanced at the little guy next to him, shaking his head like a rattle.

He handed the phone directly to him, it was his mess, let him handle it: "You deal with your mom!"

The man had an uncompromising expression.

But the next moment, the young Su Yimo hung up the phone and even turned it off.

Su Zhimian: "..."

Su Yimo looked at him with an innocent smile: "Isn't that handled?"

Simple and brutal, but most effective.

Su He, on the other side of the hung-up call, was furious to the point of exploding.

She knew it was her son who had hung up, and he had definitely turned off the phone too, this was his usual style; once he decides on something, he doesn't change and would find ways to achieve it.

She hadn't even divorced Jiang Yan yet, and they would inevitably meet in the future, what if they were found out?

That was her greatest concern.

Su He just felt overwhelmed.

…

As soon as it was time to leave work, she slipped away on schedule.

She needed to get home; the little rascal Su Yimo must already be there.

But just as she stepped out of the hospital gate, Jiang Feng stopped her.

"Young Madam, Master has instructed me to take you home."

Although she had previously told them not to call her "Young Madam", not doing so would result in a salary deduction, so better to just say it; after all, Young Madam wouldn't harm him.

Su He's beautiful brows furrowed as she refused: "I can walk home myself."

Jiang Feng coughed lightly, carefully saying, "Well, Young Madam, the hospital is quite far from Moon Gift Villa, walking might be a bit strenuous."

"What?" Su He looked at him with wide eyes full of confusion, "What Moon Gift Villa?"

It sounded vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quite remember.

Jiang Feng: "That's the new house you and Master bought, essentially your home."

The words 'new house' triggered memories from the night of her marriage four years ago.

No wonder it sounded familiar.

She indeed stayed there for one night and lost her virginity as well.

From a maiden to a woman, her identity transitioned to a wife, then a mother; she felt like her life hadn't even started, yet she had already experienced most of it.

"No!"

After a few seconds of silence, Su He refused again.

She had no interest in living under the same roof as Jiang Yan.

She turned to leave, but Jiang Feng stepped in front of her just as she took a step.

"Young Madam, please accompany this subordinate back, Master is just..."

Before he could finish, Su He coldly interrupted, "Assistant Jiang, I told you not to call me Young Madam, you didn't listen, and now you're blocking me from getting off work, do you think your skin is thick enough to withstand beating?"

"Ah?"

Jiang Feng felt utterly confused as he met Su He's half-smiling gaze, a chill running down his spine.

How come the Young Madam's threatening aura felt so strong, and so direct?

He instinctively took a step back.

Mainly because his sixth sense told him that the Young Madam might really hit him.

Although the Young Madam's slender build might not necessarily be able to beat him, he dared not fight back either.

Su He was in a hurry to get home, and didn't have time to waste here.

But just as she had barely taken two steps, she heard someone call her, "Susu."

This voice was very familiar, and somewhat pleasant.

The next second, she realized who it was.

Jiang Yan!

She stopped, turned around, and the man was already standing behind her.

The man gazed at her, his expression deep and tender, his voice low and magnetic, "Come home with me, okay?"

And this man indeed was very handsome and good-looking, but—

"President Jiang, I really don't want to live with you!"

Su He made her stance clear very straightforwardly.

Jiang Feng just wanted to find somewhere to hide.

It seemed that up until now, only their legitimate Young Madam was still rejecting their Master.

Think about it, thousands of girls in Yue City wouldn't necessarily get a chance to see their Master.

Jiang Yan didn't get angry, instead he even smiled and said, "But we are husband and wife, inherently one, how can there be a reason not to live together?"

Su He said, "A month passes in the blink of an eye, it doesn't matter whether we live together or not."

The underlying message was a reminder to him: We are going to get divorced in a month, just a relationship between ex-husband and ex-wife, no need.

The man's thin lips slightly curved, his dark-as-ink eyes fixated on her.

Suddenly, her waist was tightly gripped.

She then fell into a broad embrace, a faint scent of ambergris wafting into her nostrils.

Su He was completely stunned, forgetting to push him away immediately.

The man leaned slightly over her ear and said softly, "Madam, you seem to have forgotten what I said today, huh?"

He deliberately slowed down his speech, also intentionally elongating the ending tone, exuding a charmingly wicked smile.

Fuck!

Su He felt her blood seemingly flow backwards.

The man's breath sprayed on her ear, the skin there felt as though it had been branded with a burning hot iron.

Also, that deep, pleasant voice, floating into her ear, seemed like a little paintbrush, making her heart itch uncontrollably.

But once she thought of his threat, that initially inexplicable palpitation instantly disappeared.

Her jaw rested on his shoulder, in a place he couldn't see she wickedly smiled, a sly light flashing through her clear eyes.

Su He also intentionally got close to his ear, her breath completely spraying on his skin.

She asked softly, "Jiang Yan, do you know what kind of person I am?"

Her voice was light and crisp, like clear spring water, a gentle stream, bringing a refreshing sensation through one's heart in this sultry summer.

Just after she finished speaking, she could clearly feel a subtle change in Jiang Yan's body.

Then, the man uttered a muffled groan into her ear, the kind that comes from unexpected pain.

Su He took advantage of this moment and fiercely pushed him away.

Fortunately, he was prepared and only stepped back one step to steady himself.

Jiang Feng watched this scene wide-eyed but dared not get involved.

Jiang Yan's eyes slightly knitted, his deep gaze fixating on her, just now she raised her hand unknowingly pressing on a certain acupoint on his shoulder, causing his arm to suddenly numb followed by pain.

Su He just slightly curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile.

But in the man's eyes, it was a triumphant, wicked smile.

He of course knew she wasn't an obedient girl.

Being pushed away by her didn't anger him, instead, he even smiled.

Su He looked at him with a stern face, "Jiang Yan, you can threaten me with words, but after the second time, it's useless, because it will really annoy me!"

She wasn't someone with a good temper and would retaliate on the spot if provoked.

The man looked at her flustered expression, reminiscent of a kitty denied its treats.

He spoke gently, "Hmm, sorry, I shouldn't make you unhappy."

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