Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 70

“Darling, wake up. Have some breakfast before going back to sleep.” Lu Jingchen had finished preparing breakfast and changed his clothes before returning to the bedroom.

“I’m not fully awake yet, don’t bother me~” Ye Qianqian grumbled with a hint of irritation as Lu Jingchen’s kisses roused her from sleep.

As her drowsy eyes barely cracked open, she caught sight of a barrage of admiring comments flooding the screen.

[Gasp! The big boss intentionally left three or four buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his firm chest muscles, with the outline of his eight-pack abs faintly visible beneath…]

[Oh my! the low, magnetic tone in which the big boss calls his wife to wake up feels like a subtle electric current, making the rice in my mouth so enjoyable I don’t even need any side dishes!]

[I’m so jealous of the female antagonist! The big boss abandoned a billion-dollar deal to cook for her and even patiently wakes her up like this.]

[This kind of treatment should belong to our female lead! How does the lovesick female antagonist deserve it? Poor female lead, she’s dissatisfied every day and in such a bad mood!]

Originally still groggy with sleep, Ye Qianqian excitedly flipped over and sat up. Ye Qingyan was actually dissatisfied?

Hadn’t she cured Song Yuntao?

Could it be that her medical skills were lacking?

That shouldn’t be the case!

People she had treated before, along with their friends, had all bought medicine from her and said it worked wonders.

“Husband, give me a hug. I’m so sleepy!” Her coquettish voice, tinged with Ye Qianqian’s clear tone, wrapped around Lu Jingchen…

Especially when he saw Ye Qianqian squinting her eyes and reaching out her arms to him, he forcibly suppressed the surge of emotion deep within.

He needed to hurry and let her eat so she could go back to sleep, while he rushed to the company to make money for his wife.

“Darling, rest a bit more. I’ll help you freshen up. Have something to eat and then go back to sleep.”

“Thank you for your hard work, husband. After I finish eating, I want to go shopping. I’ll catch up on sleep when I get back,” Ye Qianqian said in a soft, sweet voice.

“Aren’t you very tired, darling? Don’t go shopping. If there’s anything you want to buy, I’ll have someone bring it over for you to choose from,” Lu Jingchen said generously.

“No way~ That’s no fun at all. I’ve made plans to go shopping with Yao Yao. Didn’t you say I should exercise more?” Ye Qianqian said playfully, running her hand over his abs.

“Darling, don’t start a fire. I have a meeting at 10 that I need to attend,” Lu Jingchen’s voice was husky and irresistibly enticing.

Seeing that Lu Jingchen had important matters to attend to, Ye Qianqian didn’t dare tease him further.

The couple enjoyed a sweet breakfast together before Lu Jingchen headed to the company, and Ye Qianqian went out shopping with Lu Yao.

As Lu Jingchen got out of his car at the company entrance and walked into the lobby, he heard Ye Zhiqiang’s obsequious voice. “Third Master, good morning.”

“Get straight to the point. I don’t have time for idle chatter,” Lu Jingchen said coldly.

“The Ye Corporation’s anniversary celebration is in three days. I was wondering if our daughter would have time to attend?” Ye’s father asked quickly.

“Give the invitation to Bai Lang. I’ll ask Qianqian when I get home. Whether she goes or not depends on her mood,” Lu Jingchen said as he stepped into the elevator.

He really didn’t want Ye Qianqian to attend any banquets, but he couldn’t refuse on her behalf. As long as she was happy, he had the ability to protect her.

He had never cared about family ties or saving face. The reason his birth mother had been able to carry on for so many years was that he felt simply crushing her would be too lenient!

He was an extremely patient man, and what he enjoyed most was gradually destroying what others held dear, making them suffer unbearably to satisfy his vengeance.

“Thank you. I won’t disturb you any further, Third Master.” Ye’s father excitedly thanked Lu Jingchen’s retreating figure repeatedly.

Since Qianqian values family so deeply, she would definitely attend.

He remembered one time when he was in a good mood and took a sip of the soup she had prepared. She was so delighted that she made soup for him every day afterward.

…

In the largest shopping mall in Rongcheng, inside a branded clothing store, Song Yuntao sat on the sofa with an impatient expression.

At a glance, he spotted Ye Qianqian walking in arm-in-arm with Lu Yao, the two chatting as they strolled.

Whatever Lu Yao said made Ye Qianqian laugh brilliantly, her charming dimples and crescent-shaped bright eyes lighting up her face.

The store’s lighting enveloped her like a seraph with six wings, stunning everyone in an instant.

Ye Qingyan emerged from the fitting room, excitedly seeking Song Yuntao’s opinion on her outfit.

But she found him gazing tenderly and affectionately at Ye Qianqian. It had been so long since she had seen Song Yuntao looking so handsome and captivating!

Ever since their wedding, Song Yuntao had always seemed displeased with her, either nitpicking or scowling.

This shattered her illusions of married life. She had dreamed that after marriage, Song Yuntao would dote on her in countless ways every day.

Holding her on his lap for all three meals, feeding her, video-calling during work to ask what she was up to, and even helping her bathe afterward…

Unfortunately, Song Yuntao did none of these things. Instead, he controlled her every move, forbidding her from going out to meet those who secretly admired her.

Now, seeing Song Yuntao’s infatuated smile as he looked at Ye Qianqian, Ye Qingyan was fuming with rage.

She shrieked furiously, “Ye Qianqian, I never thought you’d be so shameless, actually following us here?”

“Ye Qingyan, what nonsense are you spouting? This isn’t your home, it’s a public place. What right do you have to accuse Qianqian?” Song Yuntao roared angrily at Ye Qingyan, leaving Ye Qianqian stunned.

Shouldn’t that kind of treatment be directed at her?

“Song Yuntao, get out of my way! I’ll deal with you later,” Ye Qingyan snapped, shoving him aside as she stormed over to Ye Qianqian.

“Ye Qianqian, don’t think that just because you’ve moved into the Lu family, the Third Master will marry you. The reason he rejected me that day was because I married Song Yuntao. I’m more beautiful than you, received a proper upbringing, and have far more advantages than a country bumpkin like you. Only someone like me is a suitable match for him…”

Ye Qianqian kicked Ye Qingyan away. “If you’re delusional, go see a doctor. If your madness goes untreated, it’ll only get worse.”

“Ye Qianqian, how dare you kick me! I’ll kill you!” Ye Qingyan struggled to get up but failed, left to shout from the floor.

The store was filled with wealthy and noble ladies and young misses, all observing the disheveled Ye Qingyan.

They felt a sense of schadenfreude, chattering mockingly among themselves, “Oh my! I’ve really made it in life, seeing my idol fall from grace.”

“I heard before that the idol married his beautiful childhood sweetheart from a well-matched family… I was so envious for so long. But this is what he ended up choosing?”

“When the idol got married, I was heartbroken for ages. Seeing this today, I suddenly don’t feel so sad anymore.”

“Right? I’m disillusioned too. So, the woman Young Master Song chose is just… this?”

“Does this mean he wasn’t all that to begin with?”

“With such poor taste… and here I was secretly crushing on him before. I feel so relieved now.”

The matrons who had once considered Song Yuntao as a potential son-in-law were even harsher in their criticism, mostly feeling grateful for their narrow escape.

As for someone like Song Yuntao, it was fortunate they hadn’t insisted on making him their son-in-law, otherwise, the one feeling humiliated now might have been themselves…

The familiar mockery reached his ears. Since the bride had been switched, Song Yuntao had heard these words countless times in various settings.

Yet, in front of Ye Qianqian, he still felt a tightness in his chest. He cautiously asked, “Qianqian, do you hate me very much?”