Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 49

“Honey, why did you come in person?” Ye Qianqian turned around, spreading her arms as she dashed toward Lu Jingchen.

“I was worried about you, so I came specifically to take you to meet the master,” Lu Jingchen replied, also opening his arms as he jogged forward and scooped her up in his embrace.

The couple was so engrossed in their affectionate display that they paid no attention to the other two people in the medical room.

“Oh my god! Is this the legendary Third Master Lu? So handsome, so gentle! Who was the jerk that made him out to be so terrifying?”

Wen Yuxin stared with starry eyes at Lu Jingchen’s retreating figure as he carried Ye Qianqian, indignantly defending his reputation.

Hearing Wen Yuxin’s words, Zhang Tianyi didn’t immediately refute her because he, too, felt that Third Master had changed significantly over the past few days.

“Why are you scowling like you want to eat someone? I didn’t provoke you, did I?” Wen Yuxin’s voice snapped Zhang Tianyi out of his thoughts.

He froze for a moment before blurting out, “Do you… need me to give you psychological counseling?”

“My mind and body are perfectly healthy, I don’t need any counseling,” Wen Yuxin said carelessly.

“……”

“What are you staring at? Let me be honest with you, before, I heard Li Yurou telling Madam that Third Master was sinister and terrifying.

“Then I personally witnessed his personal bodyguard skinning and deboning someone, and I couldn’t handle it, so I fainted.

“But after waking up, maybe it was seeing your incredibly handsome face, then the celestial beauty of Madam, and just now, the legendary Third Master himself…

“Third Master looks like an exiled immortal, but without the aloofness of a deity. He’s gentle and refined, just like the boy next door.”

“Third Master and Madam really are like an immortal couple. Just seeing them, even if my heart had been severely wounded, it’s completely healed now!”

“I’ve already passed Madam’s assessment, you can’t just fire me on a whim, okay?”

“Mm.” Zhang Tianyi responded absentmindedly, his mind replaying and analyzing every word Wen Yuxin had just said.

Third Master’s face resembling an exiled immortal? he could admit that. His radiant expression? he could also agree.

Because over the past two days, he had often seen Third Master smiling like a fool in front of Madam.

He had known Third Master for a full twenty-six years, yet in that single glance just now, he couldn’t detect even a trace of the sinister aura from before.

When he first met Third Master at six years old, the five-year-old boy already had a pair of fierce eyes that hid an unfathomably cold abyss.

Yet in that one glance, they had understood each other’s thoughts. Despite their differences in status, they had become friends who could trust each other with their lives.

As for the accusations Li Yurou had made, he had heard them too. If not for fear of scaring Madam, Third Master wouldn’t have cared in the slightest.

They had always been that kind of people. As the saying goes, “Birds of a feather flock together.”

He, Bai Lang, and Ding Fan, all three of them had grown up with Third Master.

All four of them had extraordinary memories, what others called hyperthymesia. But so what? It hadn’t hindered their growth in the slightest.

All four of them stood over 185 cm tall, with well-proportioned features: eyes, noses, mouths, all perfectly aligned.

When he was three years old, his mother had flirted with a nouveau riche, cooing words he couldn’t understand at the time.

Every movement she made, every word she spoke, he remembered them all with perfect clarity.

Back then, his father’s income couldn’t compare to the wealthy, but it was still higher than most white-collar workers.

His mother had run off with a nouveau riche out of vanity, and what happened in the end? She was dumped when the nouveau riche grew tired of her.

She had no right to come crawling back to them, father and son, now that they were successful, pestering them constantly and even fantasizing about using the media to pressure them…

The fault lay with his mother’s vanity. Neither he nor his father was to blame, so why were people saying they were sick?

In the Lanjing Garden Villa, there was a special basement where those with ill intentions were kept.

Like his mother, the first love of Old Madam Lu, and Ding Fan’s alcoholic father… Bai Lang was an orphan with no family.

Just seven days ago, Third Master had told them, “What’s the use of women? They’re nothing but dead weight!”

His father had been obsessed with love, and what happened? The Lu family was nearly destroyed because of it…

They had once suggested he snatch his bride, but he said he didn’t like Ye Qianqian, he was just grateful for her saving his life.

Who would have thought that after marrying her, the iron-hearted “Living King of Hell” would become utterly devoted to his wife, inseparable every single day.

From then on, the emperor neglected court affairs, too busy indulging in his consort’s company!!!

Was having a wife really that magical?

Then maybe he should try getting married too?

Zhang Tianyi noticed the girl in front of him staring at him intently and blurted out, “You’ve been spacing out while looking at me… do you want to go get a marriage license with me?”

“…” Wen Yuxin’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly unsure how to respond.

Even the air seemed to thin inexplicably, leaving her breathless just from sitting there.

Earlier, she had seen Zhang Tianyi reluctantly grunt in acknowledgment, looking completely distracted.

Gloomily, she wondered, was he dead set on firing her?

Who would have thought… he actually wanted to marry her?

This… was just too absurd!

But she… why did she feel so tempted to say yes?!

Should she play hard to get?

If she took too long to answer, would he change his mind?!

“If one must get married, you really are my best option,” Wen Yuxin said awkwardly.

He probably, maybe, hopefully… hadn’t seen her pathetic reaction just now, right???

“Then let’s go! Wait…” Zhang Tianyi pulled Wen Yuxin along but stopped after two steps. “I’ll call my dad and ask what documents we need to bring.”

Wen Yuxin: “……” Scared me to death, she thought he was going to back out!

First-floor study.

The ethereal-looking master studied Ye Qianqian for a long time before smiling and saying, “Third Master and his wife are truly a match made in heaven, a perfect pair.”

Ye Qianqian: “……”

Was this supposedly transcendent master just buttering them up?

Just as she was about to say something, she heard Lu Jingchen say reverently, “Thank you for your auspicious words, Master.

This one million is for your efforts. As for the Buddha Temple, my wife and I will each donate another million in incense money.”

[LMAO, the look on that broke-ass female antagonist’s face, does she not realize that three million is like pocket change to a big boss like him?]

[She can’t seriously think the master is just flattering her, right? The man has real skills.]

[The master already restored her original fate earlier. The big boss just wanted to make sure she was okay, so he had her come out for the master to check.]

[Her fate was restored? I had no idea. Doesn’t that mean the female lead is screwed now?]

[Being pitiful is the least of her worries. Now that the female antagonist’s fate is fixed, the female lead is in for a world of suffering!]

Ye Qianqian thought to herself: If Ye Qingyan ends up as unlucky as she used to be, then three million really isn’t that much.

Just as she was thinking, Ye Qingyan called. Ye Qianqian swiftly swiped to answer, “Hello~~”

A sharp, accusatory voice came through the phone, “Ye Qianqian, did you guys find the master?”

“What’s wrong with you?” Ye Qianqian asked with undisguised glee.