Chasing My Husband! The "Crown Prince" of the Beijing Circle Is Wildly Unruly! - Chapter 34

Wang Xinghe felt his lower back tightly circled by a strong arm.

Thinking about the unhealed wounds on Lu Jingze’s body, he didn’t struggle forcefully to break free. Instead, he turned around, lowered his gaze, and looked at the somewhat messy bandage on Lu Jingze’s forehead.

His sight moved to Lu Jingze’s tearful, scarlet-rimmed phoenix eyes, which seemed to contain endless sorrow.

Wang Xinghe’s heart softened. He pulled a wet wipe from the side and gently wiped the blood from the tip and wings of Lu Jingze’s nose.

Lu Jingze’s long, dark eyelashes trembled slightly, giving him a broken yet beautiful appearance.

“A-Ze, everything is over now,” Wang Xinghe’s voice was soft and calm.

His fingers were long, fair, and his nails were neatly trimmed. He lightly touched Lu Jingze’s cheek.

“Don’t cry. Even if our relationship is not that of lovers, we can still be friends.”

Lu Jingze still shed tears; hot tears landed on Wang Xinghe’s fingertips.

“I’m sorry… I failed you…”

“Brother Xinghe… I’m sorry… I was never properly loved. I thought every relationship in the world could be solved with money, measured by money…”

“I’m sorry…”

His crying wrung Wang Xinghe’s heart. Harming others was never his intention.

He took two steps forward and gently hugged him. The smell of blood mixed with the expensive cologne was conveyed to his nose.

“If you ever feel tired in the future, come to me. We can be friends.”

Lu Jingze didn’t argue further. He knew that Wang Xinghe had already conceded.

He just held him tightly, his voice hoarse with tears: “Okay.”

The apartment had only one bed, measuring 1.5 by 2 meters.

Lu Jingze didn’t want to go home and looked at him pleadingly.

Wang Xinghe took a shower and found him a set of clean clothes to change into.

The two squeezed onto the small bed. Wang Xinghe had his back to him, and Lu Jingze merely held him tightly, not overstepping any boundaries.

Outside, the snow fell soundlessly. The Bugatti Veyron was cloaked in a layer of snow.

Inside the room, Lu Jingze’s empty heart was slowly mended and filled by Wang Xinghe in his arms.

However, the guilt and remorse he originally felt had already reached its peak.

He thought, if there truly was time travel in this world, he wished to go back six years ago.

Go back before Wang Xinghe’s parents’ accident, so he could save them.

So he could make him happy.

—

Chen Junsheng pushed open the front door and his gaze fell upon his wife, Wang Mingyue.

She had become bloated due to long-term hormone injections for fertility treatment, which inevitably sparked disgust in his heart.

But he quickly masked his emotions, replacing his expression with one of delighted surprise.

He pulled out a pre-prepared test report from his pocket and excitedly handed it to Wang Mingyue. “Wife, look! We succeeded!”

Wang Mingyue’s movements seemed clumsy. She slowly turned around and took the test report.

The moment her eyes saw the writing on the report, they instantly turned red.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her voice was choked with sobs. “I… I’m pregnant…”

Chen Junsheng nodded forcefully, his smile even brighter. “Yes, you are pregnant. We are going to have a baby.”

Wang Mingyue’s tears streamed down like broken pearls, never stopping.

She threw herself into Chen Junsheng’s embrace, sobbing. “We finally have a child… Wuwuwu…”

The accumulated grievances of these years erupted at this moment.

Chen Junsheng gently patted Wang Mingyue’s back, comforting her. “You’ve just conceived. You must not disturb the fetus.”

Meanwhile, he frowned in disgust. The smell on her was truly nauseating.

But compared to the fear of being rendered useless (by Lu Jingze), he patiently continued to play the role of a good husband.

“Mhm, mhm. I must rest well to prepare for the baby…”

Wang Mingyue was eleven years older than Wang Xinghe and was nearing forty, which already classified her as an advanced maternal age mother.

This pregnancy was hard-won for her, and… this pregnancy…

Chen Junsheng suppressed his revulsion and comforted her. “I’ll hire an ayi (nanny/helper) to come and take care of you.”

“You focus on resting. With Xinghe keeping an eye on me, you don’t need to worry about my fidelity. The company is just starting up, and there are times I’m busy until three or four in the morning.”

“Don’t worry too much. For the sake of the child, shift all your attention to the baby.”

If Chen Junsheng had said these words before, Wang Mingyue would certainly have mocked him, calling him smooth-talking.

But now that she was pregnant, and for the sake of giving birth smoothly, she couldn’t be bothered to quibble with him.

“How is he settled in?” Chen Junsheng knew that the “he” Wang Mingyue referred to was Wang Xinghe.

“An apartment near the company, with utilities and rent all covered, three meals included. A salary of 10,000 yuan, no need to clock in,” Chen Junsheng reported truthfully.

Wang Mingyue nodded. “That’s not bad. It’s better than the annual income from managing his noodle shop.”

Chen Junsheng restrained his emotions: Your good little brother still cares about that little money? He’s the person the Crown Prince chose, the last thing he should lack is money.

But there was also a hidden tinge of pity. With Wang Xinghe’s condition, he clearly could have earned more resources and money.

Now, though…

It was a total loss.

The ringing of the phone forced Chen Junsheng to interrupt his conversation with Wang Mingyue.

He picked up the phone, listened for a few sentences, and then turned to Wang Mingyue with an apologetic expression. “Something urgent came up with the company. I need to go handle it.”

Wang Mingyue frowned. She looked at the clock on the wall; it was already half past eleven at night. “It’s so late. Are you leaving again?”

Chen Junsheng quickly put on his shoes while grabbing his coat, explaining, “That’s how foreign trade work is, there are time difference issues. It’s their working hours over there now. Our company relies on them for revenue, what else can I do but go deal with it?”

What else could Wang Mingyue do? Every time they argued, he still had to leave.

Now she could only nod. “The snow is heavy and the roads are slippery. Be careful.”

“Okay. Rest well at home for the pregnancy. If you are still worried about me, just contact Xinghe and ask him what I’m doing every day.” Chen Junsheng waved at her.

He closed the door and left.

Leaving Wang Mingyue alone to guard the three-bedroom, one-living room home.

The snow fell silently. A pang of sadness rose in Wang Mingyue’s heart, but…

She lightly caressed her belly, and her whole demeanor softened again.

—

Chen Junsheng used mouthwash in the underground parking lot and chewed a few pieces of gum. He drove toward the residential area near the apartment complex by the company.

The car was recognized by the community’s underground garage system. Chen Junsheng straightened his clothes.

He pressed the elevator button and went straight to the seventeenth floor.

“Beep-beep—Welcome home.”

The elevator reached the seventeenth floor, the sound of the password lock chimed, and the door opened.

Chen Junsheng took off his shoes and coat and walked toward the living room, turning on the light.

Sitting on the sofa was a pale-skinned, handsome young man.

The young man was wearing a jersey with the number 11 on top, barely covering his upper thighs.

His legs were long, slender, and fair, with his ankles wrapped in a pair of pure white socks.

The young man held a glass of juice. He looked up at Chen Junsheng, pouted, and said somewhat angrily, “You haven’t been here for several days. How did you finally manage to spare some time tonight?”

“It’s the New Year season. I can’t very well say the company is busy during the holidays, can I?”

Chen Junsheng sat beside him and pulled him into his arms.

“I just came back from opening the business today, and I’ve come to see our Mingming baby.”

The young man curled up in Chen Junsheng’s arms like a soft kitten and said with some dissatisfaction, “I’m not happy being a mistress.”

He looked up at Chen Junsheng, his eyes filled with expectation and unease.

“Do you really plan to spend your whole life with her? Then what about me?”

“When I’m no longer young, will you dump me? The country doesn’t protect people like us.”

Chen Junsheng thought of Lu Jingze, pondering that even a figure like the Crown Prince liked men.

The sense of humiliation he had felt because of Lu Jingze kneeling gradually dissipated. He kissed the young man’s lips possessively.

He pressed the person down beneath him, his hands becoming restless.

The young man was left panting from the kiss but still held him off with his arm, insisting on an answer.

“You still haven’t answered me.”

Chen Junsheng kissed his earlobe and whispered, “Next year, after she gives birth, I’ll divorce her. Then we can go public, okay?”

“Really?” The young man’s eyes brightened, then he worried. “How will you explain it to my brother…?”

Thinking of Lu Wang, Chen Junsheng said carelessly, “I’ll give him a raise. What else could he be dissatisfied with?”

The young man in his arms nodded, his eyes sparkling. “Okay.”