Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 96

“Ugh… ugh…” Song Yuntao felt nauseated. If Ye Qingyan hadn’t brought up those things, it would have been better. Her words had stirred up his memories.

Back when he was in a car accident and couldn’t move his legs, it was those beautiful memories that had kept him going through the treatment.

Later, after witnessing Ye Qingyan with Ye Ruixuan, he began to suspect that those beautiful moments had never belonged to him alone.

Now, thinking back carefully to Ye Qingyan’s actions at the time, she seemed like an experienced veteran, he had even needed her guidance. Back then, he thought she was incredibly skilled, as if she had a natural talent, but now he realized he had been a fool!

He was twenty-one then, an inexperienced young man, while the seventeen-year-old Ye Qingyan was already quite adept.

Sometimes she would even call out Xiao Feng’s name. At the time, he thought she had seen Xiao Feng and would immediately crouch down in fear.

The more he recalled, the more disgusted he felt. Song Yuntao’s eyes were bloodshot as he pointed a trembling finger at Ye Qingyan. “You slut, you had your eyes on that country bumpkin Xiao Feng even back then?”

“How did you know?” Ye Qingyan blurted out, watching as Song Yuntao’s eyes widened in shock and rage.

“You slut, you’re exactly as I imagined.” Song Yuntao rushed over, roughly untying the ropes from Ye Qingyan’s hands.

“You’ve always looked down on Qianqian for growing up in the countryside, so why would you be with Xiao Feng?”

“Brother Yuntao, do you really want to know?” Ye Qingyan raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t call my name. It disgusts me.” Song Yuntao pulled her roughly from the chair.

“Disgusts you? Then why did you untie me?” Ye Qingyan asked in a coquettish tone.

Men! They always say one thing but mean another.

She knew that bringing up their beautiful past would stir his memories.

“If you don’t want me to call your name, fine. I’ll go take a shower first.”

“Who said you could take a shower?” Song Yuntao said bitterly. “I untied you only to take you to the civil affairs bureau for a divorce.”

“You’re serious? You really want a divorce?” Ye Qingyan asked in disbelief.

“Yes, I feel sick just looking at you. If we don’t divorce now, should we wait until the New Year?”

“I won’t agree to a divorce. What can you do if I refuse?”

Ye Qingyan hooked her index finger under Song Yuntao’s chin and blew a warm breath into his ear.

“Haven’t you always wanted to sleep with Third Master Lu? If you marry Lu Zhenting, you’ll have your chance.” Song Yuntao coaxed persuasively.

“Husband~~ You make such a good point. It’s not impossible for me to agree to a divorce…”

When Song Yuntao saw Ye Qingyan deliberately pause, he turned to look at her and was stunned.

Ye Qingyan was bent over, holding onto the back of the chair, her hips swaying continuously. From his angle…

Wasn’t this the exact position they had used back when they were “having fun in the wild”?

Song Yuntao suddenly felt as if he couldn’t breathe. His mind went blank, unsure of what to do.

He truly despised her, but…

“Tell me, what will it take for you to agree to the divorce?” Song Yuntao’s voice was hoarse as he spoke.

“Husband, tonight I want to relive our old memories with you, as a farewell keepsake.” Ye Qingyan’s words dripped with seduction.

Song Yuntao felt dizzy from her twisted logic. Was this woman insane?

Did she have no moral boundaries?

They were about to get divorced, and yet…

But Song Yuntao truly couldn’t resist her teasing.

Following his heart, he felt that experiencing divorce this way might not be so bad.

So, he nodded.

“Honey~~ Can I go take a shower now?”

“Mhm.” Song Yuntao instinctively responded with a single word. It seemed he wasn’t feeling disgusted anymore…

…

Lu Jingchen’s private estate.

Ye Qianqian was preparing black bean soup with snakehead fish, adding some medicinal herbs beneficial for Third Master Lu’s wound recovery.

Making soup was her specialty. Ever since she and Lu Jingchen got married and moved in together, he hadn’t allowed her to cook.

When she wanted to help him in the kitchen, Lu Jingchen couldn’t bear to let her, saying all ingredients had been prepped by professionals.

After spending two hours simmering the soup, she tasted a spoonful. It wasn’t exceptionally delicious, but it was palatable.

Ye Qianqian estimated that Lu Jingchen’s surgery should be nearly over, but she didn’t know if he had woken from anesthesia yet.

So, she filled a thermal container with soup and waited outside the medical room. “How is Third Master?”

“The surgery went smoothly. He can be moved to the bedroom once he wakes up,” the foreign doctor replied respectfully.

“Can I go in and see him now?”

“Well… Third Master needs rest right now.”

“I won’t disturb his rest. I’m just asking you, can I go in or not?” Ye Qianqian shot the foreign doctor a glare.

The doctor was taken aback. It seemed he didn’t have the authority to refuse Third Master’s wife from seeing him.

Seeing the doctor step aside, Ye Qianqian slipped into the ward. Lu Jingchen was still fast asleep.

Seeing his pale face, her eyes couldn’t help but redden.

Lu Jingchen was roused by soft sobbing, but his eyelids felt heavy, and he couldn’t open them yet.

“Honey, why were you so foolish? It’s not like I have no ability to protect myself,” Ye Qianqian sniffled.

Hearing her voice, Lu Jingchen anxiously moved his lips but lacked the strength to speak.

Seeing his state, Ye Qianqian quickly moistened a cotton swab with warm water and gently dabbed his lips.

“Darling, I’m not that fragile. You can give me some water,” Lu Jingchen said tenderly as he managed to open his eyes.

Ye Qianqian patiently brought the cup to his lips. “Honey, drink slowly.”

Lu Jingchen took a sip, then drank three mouthfuls in succession before saying, “Enough, darling. What did you make for me to eat?”

“I made snakehead fish and black bean soup. Do you want to drink it here, or should we wait until you’re moved back to the bedroom?”

“Let me taste it first.”

“Okay.” Ye Qianqian scooped a spoonful of the soup and brought it to his mouth.

After tasting three spoonfuls, Lu Jingchen requested, “It tastes wonderful. Feed me, darling.”

“Alright. If you like it, I’ll make you another soup tomorrow,” Ye Qianqian said softly. All she wanted now was for him to recover quickly.

Lu Jingchen had injuries on his arm and leg, but they didn’t affect his ability to drink soup. After finishing two small bowls, he closed his eyes heavily again.

Before drifting off, he instructed the butler to have the kitchen prepare Ye Qianqian’s favorite dishes for her.

“Madam, Third Master needs to rest now. Let’s escort him back to the bedroom first.”

Ye Qianqian nodded. After casting one last worried glance at Lu Jingchen on the hospital bed, she stood up and left.

By the time she finished washing up, Lu Jingchen was already lying in the bedroom bed.

The butler knocked and asked, “Madam, would you prefer to eat in the room or the dining hall? Third Master hasn’t woken up yet.”

“I’ll eat in the dining hall.” Ye Qianqian didn’t want to eat in the bedroom, she didn’t feel like dealing with the cleanup.

Lu Jingchen slept until eight in the evening before finally waking up. “Darling, have you been staying here all this time?”

“Mm, you’re awake? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? I’ll call the doctor now to come and check your wound.”