Chapter 12: Scumbag Man, Get Lost!

“Smack!”

The crisp sound of a slap echoed loudly in the quiet hallway.

Then, there was a long silence.

Not long ago, Chen Baiwei had already known that Jiang Qianchen had arrived.

Perhaps because their voices were too loud, the door of Room 2709 across from them slowly opened at some point. The man’s tall figure appeared particularly deep under the hotel’s lights. The retorts that Chen Baiwei had just prepared were thrown into the trash can in her mind in an instant.

Could it be that he saw everything, from when she came out of Mr. Zhu’s room to their aggressive argument just now?

Chen Baiwei couldn’t help but feel lost, but when she realized that Jiang Qianchen’s gaze had been focused on them the whole time, an uncontrollable thought suddenly came to her mind.

Could the big shot be looking at her?

The fact that she successfully caught Jiang Qianchen’s interest made Chen Baiwei excited. Before she could even think about how to leave a deep impression on the big shot, she almost fell into the enemy’s trap with just a slip of the tongue.

Unexpectedly, Yu Zhi actually got angry and slapped Chen Baiwei in the face. Chen Baiwei couldn’t dodge in time and was hit directly. Although the force wasn’t very strong, it was enough for her to pretend to be in great pain and fall to the ground.

Chen Baiwei covered her face and cried, waiting for the big shot to speak up and come to her rescue like a hero. However, the woman who had just been arrogant immediately changed her attitude by 180 degrees and ran to Jiang Qianchen’s side in a coquettish manner.

“Sob sob sob, hubby, she bullied me!”

Chen Baiwei, who was caught off guard: ???

Chen Baiwei: Damn it! Who does this shameless little bitch think she’s calling hubby!

She silently hoped that Jiang Qianchen would dismiss her like he did that night at Jinghe Restaurant. But at this moment, the unattainable man lowered his head and held the woman’s wrist, carefully examining it.

“Hmm, are you hurt?”

His expression remained indifferent, but his intimate gesture showed his concern.

It was completely different from his commanding attitude towards the bodyguards.

Chen Baiwei sat dumbfounded on the ground, looking up as Jiang Qianchen’s gaze remained fixed on the person beside him, never sparing her a glance. Then, he led the person into the room and instructed his secretary to handle the matter.

The hotel corridor was covered in carpet, and a chill rose from under Chen Baiwei’s feet.

Before being taken away, Chen Baiwei kept her head down and heard someone who had been standing next to the woman who had caused the trouble say:

“Tsk tsk, you shouldn’t have provoked her.”

Chen Baiwei vaguely remembered that the person was a nobody from the production team of “Perfect Heartthrob Idol”, familiar but not worth mentioning.

Lin Ruixuan probably figured out the situation. The famous actress, known for her purity, had probably just come down from her sugar daddy’s bed, and they mistook her for Jiang Qianchen’s lover. Her arrogant behavior, thinking she had someone to rely on, was incredibly foolish.

Perhaps Chen Baiwei’s career was going to end here. Lin Ruixuan pointed and kindly reminded her:

“Also, the implant in your nose is crooked.”

Chen Baiwei looked up and saw her reflection in the elevator door’s mirror. A sharp scream echoed through the top floor’s corridor.

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The door to the room was gently closed by the secretary who had just left.

Yu Zhi followed behind Jiang Qianchen, wishing she could bury herself in a hole.

If it was just a scene of the main wife catching the mistress, it wouldn’t be a big deal. At most, people would say it was inappropriate, but it wouldn’t be a big deal.

The embarrassing part was that the woman just now, Chen Baiwei, wasn’t even Jiang Qianchen’s lover. Boasting about being in his car in the elevator might have just been a made-up lie.

How could she have mixed up 2706 and 2709?!!

Thinking about this farce being seen by Secretary Xu made Yu Zhi feel suffocated.

She could be willful and unreasonable in front of Jiang Qianchen, perfectly portraying the facade of a gentle and virtuous lady with a black heart. But that didn’t mean she could act calmly in front of everyone.

Yu Zhi was known as the “Pearl of Ningcheng,” a peerless socialite. She couldn’t let her marriage prospects be ruined because of Jiang Qianchen’s nonsense.

In the hotel suite, the lights were bright.

Longting’s philosophy had always been to make guests feel at home when they came to the hotel. That’s why the VIP suite on the top floor was designed with a unique layout of two bedrooms and a living room, as if one really had an apartment in the city center. Walking into the room, the warm and cozy color scheme made one feel at home.

Yu Zhi almost fell in love with the layout here at first sight. Jiang Qianchen didn’t like too many people living in his space, so although the Lan Ting Yuan in Ningcheng was a villa, there were very few hired servants in normal times. Basically, it was just her and Aunt Chen, so it could be said to be terribly empty.

Moreover, everything in the house was basically arranged according to Jiang Qianchen’s preferences, especially the master bedroom where she lived. It was mostly in black, white, and gray, as if it were a quick hotel to leave after sleeping, filled with a cold business atmosphere.

Neat rows of documents were still placed on the desk in the living room, and the pen on the spread-out paper had not been capped. Jiang Qianchen placed her on the nearby sofa and took out the medicine box from the drawer.

“Let me see.”

Seeing Yu Zhi seemingly still in a daze, Jiang Qianchen brought the ointment over and said, “Put out your hand.”

She obediently spread out her hand, which was originally fair as jade, but now had a purplish-red color, which looked particularly frightening in contrast to the delicate and white skin around it.

In fact, Yu Zhi didn’t use much force. The moment she heard Jiang Qianchen appear, she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but Chen Baiwei turned her head, and the soft flesh of her palm was pricked by something hard.

Her skin was the type that easily left marks, and she never did any rough work on her hands in normal times, so even a little stimulation would make it look very red and swollen.

So when Jiang Qianchen applied the ointment to the reddened area, Yu Zhi’s fingers immediately twitched.

“Don’t move.”

The man stood by the sofa and placed her hand under the desk lamp. Carefully, he squeezed the ointment onto a cotton swab and slightly bent down. The warm light enveloped them, and Yu Zhi could clearly feel his breath spraying onto the whirlpool on top of her head, passing through her fine and dense hair, and landing on her earlobe.

It was as if… he was whispering sweet words in her ear, saying things that couldn’t be spoken to outsiders.

Yu Zhi tensed her hand and secretly glanced at Jiang Qianchen’s calm expression, feeling that her thoughts were all illusions.

Why did she feel that the section of his fingertip holding her hand was a bit too hot?

Yu Zhi felt a little strange. She could only attribute it to her not being accustomed to Jiang Qianchen’s touch.

It seemed that besides the king-size bed in the Lan Ting Yuan, they hadn’t had such intimate moments of skin-to-skin contact.

Yu Zhi lowered her head and stared at the ointment on her hand for a few seconds before suddenly remembering, wait, she was just about to do something foolish and then divorce Jiang Qianchen!

However, she had already missed the best opportunity. After applying the ointment, Jiang Qianchen inexplicably dropped the cotton swab and hurriedly left. Then, the bathroom light turned on, and a rush of water suddenly sounded.

It was really strange that he didn’t even say a word before going to take a shower. Yu Zhi glanced at the shower room with the scrubbing showerhead a few times, but her interest waned. She then went to the small bed in the suite to prepare for sleep.

She was now a foolish woman who thought her husband was having an affair but was comforted by his protective actions, entangled in anger and hesitation. Sleeping in separate beds was perfectly reasonable.

That’s right, since Chen Baiwei likes to fabricate rumors about her and Jiang Qianchen, she should be the one to bear the blame!

Yu Zhi quietly turned over the mistake of the wrong room, as long as she didn’t say anything, no one would find out.

As for how much Jiang Qianchen heard while standing behind her at that time, she could only arrange it freely.

She closed her eyes, emitting a sad and helpless mood all over her body, turning her back to the whole world, and then shrinking into the corner.

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After Jiang Qianchen finished taking a shower, this was the scene he saw.

He couldn’t find Yu Zhi’s figure on the sofa and the big bed outside, and thought she had gone downstairs to get her luggage and come up. He first dealt with a few documents that were halfway done, but waited for a long time without seeing any signs of Yu Zhi’s return.

First, she came to Huacheng without saying anything, and then she left the room without a word. Jiang Qianchen suddenly felt a little unhappy.

It was like the treasure firmly held in his palm began to slip out of control.

He really didn’t like this feeling of losing control.

Jiang Qianchen pinched his brow and remembered her calling him “hubby” outside, and accidentally touching her skin while applying the medicine. It was so soft and boneless that a slight force could leave a red mark, leaving his mark. The desire that had just been eliminated was now rising again.

I should go to Dr. Qiao’s again to get a prescription, Jiang Qianchen thought.

He couldn’t control his unusual emotions, and some never-before-seen discordant thoughts jumped out of his mind, until he saw the handbag left by Yu Zhi, which slightly improved his mood.

Then he found his wife on the bed in the suite. The moment he slowly opened the tightly closed door, Jiang Qianchen felt like he was on his wedding night.

That night, he only intended to symbolically exchange a few words with his newly-wed wife, and then go to the study to deal with work matters. He had not been in the chairman’s seat for long, and there were many things he needed to figure out one by one, especially the loopholes and hidden dangers lurking in the Jiang family’s giant ship, as well as some dark networks in the abyss. He didn’t have much time to spend on useless small talk and meaningless rest.

But when he walked into the room, all his thoughts changed.

Only the warm light on the bedside was turned on in the room, which seemed to be newly replaced by his wife. The originally dark and deep room suddenly added a bit of fireworks. There was a faint fragrance floating in the air, not as pungent as the smell of those who usually tried to get close to him, but elegant and with a calming effect, instantly soothing his nerves that had been busy all day.

And the source of the scent was his wife, who was nestled in the quilt, with her hair accessory placed on the table beside her, and her wedding dress still not changed, already in a deep sleep.

As if sensing someone coming in, Yu Zhi opened her eyes drowsily, blinked her eyelashes, and hummed unconsciously with a sweet voice:

“Jiang Gege, you’re back.”

In an instant, the string in Jiang Qianchen’s mind snapped.

And now, in the same scene, Yu Zhi was facing away from him, sleeping soundly with her arms wrapped around the blanket.

Jiang Qianchen stared at the swan-like neck exposed behind her, with her black hair clinging to her smooth skin, continuously impacting his visual senses.

After a while, Jiang Qianchen walked forward, covered her with the blanket, and prepared to leave. At that moment, he faintly heard Yu Zhi say:

“You Scumbag man, get lost!.”

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President Jiang: Am I not your beloved Jiang Gege anymore?