Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 35

“Husband, don’t you want to know why I was looking forward to Ye Qingyan coming to our house?” Ye Qianqian asked, tilting her head up.

“No. You must be hungry, right? I’ll cook for you. Let’s not talk about irrelevant people or things,” Lu Jingchen replied calmly.

He loved her and was willing to tolerate her, but he still had his pride, didn’t he?

Seeing Lu Jingchen’s expression darken further, Ye Qianqian poked his abs with her finger.

“Husband, why did you suddenly get angry earlier? I wanted to explain, but you didn’t want to listen. Tell me what’s really on your mind, or else…”

Her words were like a bucket of ice water, dousing most of Lu Jingchen’s forced composure. He stared at her for a long moment before his shoulders slumped as if all his energy had drained away.

“Or else what?” he asked.

His mind raced with speculation, was she no longer even willing to pretend to be a loving couple?

Seeing the man grow even more despondent, Ye Qianqian poked at his Adam’s apple, watching his chest muscles tense with each rapid breath.

Pouting smugly, she threatened, “Or else I won’t let you kiss or hug me for three days!”

Lu Jingchen looked down at his wife, wondering how such an adorable woman could exist in this world.

Even her threats were unbearably cute!

But to him, that cuteness was as devastating as a thunderbolt.

“Wife, I called that woman over because I wanted to use her to threaten the woman in the basement into telling the truth. But you didn’t seem to care at all that another woman was coming to our house, and that made me suddenly furious. I was afraid my anger would scare you away, so I tried my best to calm myself down. Earlier, it wasn’t that I didn’t want to know, I was afraid you’d see me angry and force yourself to appease me. As my wife, you should never have to endure any grievances, not even from me. Everything I have, everything I can give you, just say the word, and I’ll offer it to you with both hands.”

Though Ye Qianqian had already learned the reason for Lu Jingchen’s anger from the bullet comments, his words still shook her to the core.

Not a single “I love you” was spoken, yet every ordinary word overflowed with his devotion.

Before, whether in the Ye family or the Song family, she had always been the one desperately trying to please them.

Yet they had treated her like trash, even joining Ye Qingyan in humiliating her.

But this man, whom everyone called the “Living King of Hell,” was thinking of her in every little thing.

The bullet comments said he loved her to madness, and only now did she truly feel it.

The slightest shift in her emotions could shatter him like when she felt just a twinge of heartache, his face instantly paled before flushing red, clearly lost in some wild assumption.

Ye Qianqian kissed his cheek. “Husband, what are you overthinking again? How could I ever feel wronged when I have you?”

Then, without pause, she quickly recounted every detail of the hardships she had endured over the years, leaving nothing out.

At the end, she emphasized, “Husband, I really just wanted to borrow Song Yuntao’s luck to make myself less unlucky. Don’t overthink it.”

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, as if filled with endless grievances. Lu Jingchen’s gaze softened into something so tender it could melt, not even daring to blink.

“Wife, I won’t misunderstand your thoughts anymore,” Lu Jingchen said, then happily lifted her high into the air.

Ye Qianqian’s words exploded in his heart like a dazzling firework.

In this world, no one could love her more than he did. Apart from him, he couldn’t trust her to anyone else. From now on, he wouldn’t let his thoughts wander again.

Lu Jingchen was deeply moved, but he was also worried she might be hungry. For a moment, he hesitated. “Darling, I’ll go make-”

Ye Qianqian’s fingertip lightly traced over his Adam’s apple as it bobbed. “I’m not hungry right now.”

“But I am-” Lu Jingchen’s rationality dissolved, leaving only an overwhelming possessiveness.

…

Ye Qingyan had spent a long, long time meticulously dressing up. Under the complicated gazes of the Song family, she strode out of the Song mansion in her sky-high heels without looking back.

Following the butler through the gates of Lanjing Garden, the first thing she saw was Third Master Lu feeding Ye Qianqian.

Ye Qingyan thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. She rubbed them hard and looked again, only to see boundless affection on Third Master Lu’s face!

Lu Jingchen’s lips curled into a wide smile as his magnetic voice coaxed, “Darling, open your mouth.”

Perhaps beautiful people shared some similarities. How could Third Master Lu and that bitch Ye Qianqian look like a married couple?

The way they gazed at each other and smiled was so harmonious, like celestial lovers descended from the heavens.

To Ye Qingyan, this sight was utterly unbearable.

Her fingers clutching her handbag turned white at the knuckles, jealousy and hatred churning in her chest.

Suppressing her envy, she cooed in a sickly sweet voice, “Third Master~~ Did you ask for me?”

But the deep, magnetic voice from earlier suddenly turned icy, like shards of winter frost.

“Me? Asking for you? Don’t flatter yourself. Go see your mother.” Lu Jingchen was stating facts, not cursing.

“Third Master~~ Wasn’t it you who summoned me?” Ye Qingyan’s voice trembled, her saccharine tone turning shrill and unnatural as she raised it abruptly.

“What are you staring at? Take her to the basement and hand her over to Bai Lang and Ding Fan,” Lu Jingchen ordered the butler with a frown.

“Little sister~~ Big sister hasn’t eaten yet… Mmm… Mmm…” Before Ye Qingyan could finish her desperate words, her mouth was gagged.

[The house has collapsed! The female lead’s face was slapped swollen by the male lead, and even eighteen layers of white powder couldn’t cover it.]

Ye Qianqian glanced over but couldn’t see any swelling on Ye Qingyan’s face. Her skin was fair and flawless, and her outfit was stunning.

She still couldn’t believe Song Yuntao would hit a woman, but the barrage of comments had relayed every word of their argument to her.

She had no choice but to accept it. Ye Qianqian could only sigh inwardly, a scumbag who went back on his word had no qualms about hitting women.

Swallowing the delicious bite in her mouth, she said, “Sister, go talk to your mother first. We’ll come find you after we finish eating.”

“Mmm… Mmm…” Ye Qingyan struggled and whimpered, her gaze at Ye Qianqian venomous.

“Keep staring, and I’ll gouge your eyes out.” Lu Jingchen’s aura turned murderous, as if his rage could materialize into blades to slice Ye Qingyan into a thousand pieces.

Seeing their master’s fury, the butler dragged Ye Qingyan away without ceremony.

Xie Yun watched as her elegant, beloved daughter was ruthlessly hauled in. She was both grateful and heartbroken, her daughter had actually come alone to face the Living King of Hell just to save her.

Her voice choked with sobs, “Yanyan, you shouldn’t have come. I’d rather die than have you risk yourself to save me. These people are devils.”

“What did she say? Assistant Bai called me here to save her?” Ye Qingyan asked in disbelief.

“Obviously?” Bai Lang replied, puzzled.

Ye Qingyan glared at him resentfully. “So, Third Master didn’t actually want to see me?”

“Third Master wants to see you? What kind of joke is that? It’s broad daylight, are you dreaming?” Ding Fan asked bluntly without any courtesy.

“Ding Fan, why waste words on her? Hurry up and stab her,” Bai Lang said, his gentle mouth uttering cruel words.