Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 95

“Yes, Madam,” the young man in the passenger seat replied. Unlike the pitch-black darkness outside, the manor was brightly lit.

Lu Jingchen was somewhat physically drained, and Ye Qianqian, along with another young man, supported him on either side.

After walking for about five minutes, they arrived at a door. The young butler entered a series of numbers into the keypad lock.

The door automatically opened, and the butler pushed it aside, allowing them to enter. The lights inside were exceptionally bright.

Ye Qianqian could see clearly that this was the medical room, filled with various medical instruments.

There were also two doctors in white coats, one of whom was a foreigner with a high nose bridge, roughly in his fifties.

“Madam, please leave Third Master to us. Would you like to step outside and rest for a while?” the high-nosed foreigner said respectfully.

“I’m worried about Third Master. I’ll stay here and watch over him,” Ye Qianqian said, tears finally streaming down her face after holding them back for so long.

“Madam, it would be best if you remained quiet, or you might disturb us during the surgery,” the foreigner said with a frown.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make a sound to interrupt you,” Ye Qianqian quickly nodded.

She knew it was her fault that Lu Jingchen had gotten hurt. If he hadn’t been protecting her, he wouldn’t have been injured.

“How dare you speak to Madam like that?” Though weak, Lu Jingchen’s voice was as cold as icicles hanging from the eaves.

He had not only been shot in the arm but also in the thigh. He was afraid Ye Qianqian would worry and wanted her to leave, but he couldn’t stand others giving her orders, which was why he spoke up to warn them.

“I’m sorry, Madam. I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to handle seeing the extent of Master’s injuries!” the foreigner apologized sincerely.

His life had been saved by Lu Jingchen. Once a renowned surgeon in Country Y, he had been pursued after a medical accident and was rescued by Lu Jingchen. Since then, he had lived in the manor, treating those in training and occasionally being flown to the Lu family on a private jet.

Zhang Tianyi was his apprentice, who had surpassed his master. As a result, he rarely went to the Lu family anymore.

With his family in the manor, his loyalty to Lu Jingchen was unwavering.

“Darling, I’m hungry. Could you make something for me to eat?” Lu Jingchen said weakly.

“Alright, I’ll go make some soup for you right now,” Ye Qianqian replied. Hearing that this foreigner was Zhang Tianyi’s master put her mind at ease.

Earlier, she had thought she might have to step in, but since he was so skilled, she decided not to embarrass herself.

The nights in Country Y were already very cold, much colder than winter in Huaguo.

The butler led Ye Qianqian out of the medical room, through a long corridor, and to the kitchen.

Several handsome young men were already busy inside. Under normal circumstances, Ye Qianqian might have had the mood to admire their strength, but now she was too anxious, hastily selecting ingredients for the soup. Fortunately, the kitchen had everything she needed.

…

Rongcheng.

As soon as Lu Zhenting got off the plane, he ordered the driver to take him to the Song residence. The moment he saw Song Yuntao, he shouted furiously, “Song Yuntao, give me Yanyan!”

“She is my lawful wife. Why should I hand her over to you?” Song Yuntao frowned.

“Cut the nonsense. Imprisoning her is illegal. Be careful, or I’ll sue you,” Lu Zhenting said angrily.

“How is it illegal for my wife to live in my own home? I’m so scared… go ahead and sue!”

“Song Yuntao, you’re despicable and shameless. You insisted on marrying her, but now you don’t cherish her.”

“I didn’t cherish her, that was indeed my fault. Are you sure you want to marry her?” Song Yuntao asked, feigning fear.

Now he regretted swapping brides. He wished he could send Ye Qingyan away, and now there was actually a fool trying to take her off his hands!

“……” Lu Zhenting wasn’t sure if marrying Ye Qingyan at this moment was the right decision either. In any case, he didn’t feel as happy as he had imagined.

He and Song Yuntao had been rivals for years, and now that the other was giving in so easily, he felt his victory was hollow.

“Third Master Lu has given orders: wherever Yanyan goes, her mother goes too?” Song Yuntao kindly explained.

He was afraid Lu Zhenting would look down on Ye Qingyan and reject her, if that happened, wouldn’t he be stuck with her for life!

“Is that all? Bring her mother along too. One more person, it’s not like I can’t afford it,” Lu Zhenting said arrogantly.

“Lu Zhenting, your third uncle is becoming more and more formidable. Our Song family doesn’t dare provoke him, and we don’t dare oppose you either. If you insist on taking Yanyan, you’ll have to wait until after I divorce her before you can take her away,” Song Yuntao said, suppressing his excitement and speaking slowly.

He had ordered Ye Qingyan to be tied to a chair, with her hands and feet bound.

Initially, he had only intended to lock her in the room, but who knew she would restlessly call Lu Zhenting.

He knew Ye Qingyan’s capabilities, she would definitely summon someone. But before the divorce was finalized, he absolutely could not let them meet.

Nor could he allow them to call each other. His mind was no match for Ye Qingyan alone; if the two of them conspired together, it would be trouble.

He only regretted realizing this too late. Before, whenever he reminded Ye Qingyan that her elder brother might have unusual feelings for her, she never took it seriously. He had thought she was just “carefree.”

Now, thinking back, Ye Qingyan was clearly playing dumb while fully aware, she was probably secretly enjoying her brother’s infatuation with her.

He still remembered the first time he met Elder Brother Ye as Ye Qingyan’s boyfriend and vaguely sensed hostility toward him.

At the time, he thought it was because Elder Brother Ye was her elder brother. Now, he just wanted to divorce Ye Qingyan, this hot potato.

Handing her over to his rival could also ease Qianqian’s resentment, why not kill two birds with one stone!

“Fine, then I’ll go back first. Call me to pick her up after you’ve divorced,” Lu Zhenting said, then left.

His third uncle had ordered him beaten, though not on the face, so his whole body still ached.

“No! Don’t!” Ye Qingyan cried out in despair, but Lu Zhenting had already left.

Because her mouth was gagged with a cloth, she couldn’t make a sound. She was terrified of the divorce and had no idea what would happen afterward.

She struggled but found she couldn’t move, so she could only sit there and cry.

“Brother Zhenting, don’t go, come save me, take me away,” Ye Qingyan silently wept and pleaded.

Slap, the door opened.

Song Yuntao coldly watched Ye Qingyan struggle. “Ye Qingyan, have you ever considered that Lu Zhenting would be disgusted seeing you like this?”

“My state would only make him feel sorry for me, how could it disgust him? It’s your heart that has changed, so you see me differently now,” Ye Qingyan retorted stubbornly, seemingly unaware that her condition was repulsive.

“Song Yuntao, since we’re getting divorced anyway, why not give it another try?” Ye Qingyan asked, pretending to be shy.

“I have no interest in you,” Song Yuntao said disdainfully.

“Are you really disgusted, or are you just not up to it anymore?” Ye Qingyan asked scornfully.

“I’m just sickened at the sight of you, how could I not be up to it?”

Ye Qingyan shook her head. “I understand it’s hard for you to accept, but facts are facts, Song Yuntao. We used to be romantic too.”

“Romantic?”

“Yes! Do you remember how we used to be on the grass, under the trees, sometimes with people around, and we’d wholeheartedly enjoy the happiness we brought each other…”