flstandardbreds Chapter 145 He Turned His Fake Marriage into a Real One (5)
Chapter 145 He Turned His Fake Marriage into a Real One (5)
The carriage was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing.
Chu Yu scrutinized the man's expression, trying to glean something from his subtle changes.
However, Rong Yanxiu remained calm and composed, instead looking back at her with a slightly probing gaze.
The little girl had just cried so hard, and now her eyes were still misty with tears, and the corners of her eyes were red. She had no air of authority at all.
After a while, the man chuckled softly and took a tissue from the storage box next to him, carefully wiping away the tear stains.
"What happened? Who made Mrs. Rong so angry?"
Rong Yanxiu had a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. Chu Yu could even vaguely detect a hint of coldness and ruthlessness in his gentle tone.
However, Chu Yu remained unmoved, reaching out her small hand to push the man's hand away, and stubbornly asked, "Explain yourself first."
"it is good."
Perhaps seeing that she was determined to know all this, Rong Yanxiu readily agreed.
He didn't mean to hide it from her, but she had never cared or paid attention to it before, so he couldn't very well bring up these trivial matters that he considered unimportant.
Now that the little girl insists on asking, he naturally has to explain everything clearly.
“Yu Wan lived with my grandmother when she was little. She was much younger than me and Yan Song. We didn’t interact much when we were in school. We would only run into each other occasionally when we went back to the old house for a family meal.”
"About ten years ago, during a family dinner, she took advantage of the fact that I had been drinking, took the hangover soup that the maid was going to bring me, and sneaked into my bedroom to try to..."
He paused for a few seconds, seemingly reluctant to use those words in front of the young girl.
Chu Yu had no idea what the man was thinking, and went along with his words: "Seduce you? Make you lose control while drunk? A honey trap?"
Rong Yanxiu's forehead twitched at the sound of it, and he couldn't help but squeeze her waist slightly with his large hand, his tone almost a sigh: "Where did you learn all this nonsense?"
"Go on! And then what?"
"That's all. I wasn't drunk, and I gave her plenty of face. This matter didn't get out; only my grandmother, a few old servants, and I knew about it."
“My grandmother pleaded for her, and I arranged for her to study abroad. She cannot return to China without my permission.”
"It's gone?"
She thought it was some complicated and astonishing secret of a wealthy family.
So it ended before it even started.
Rong Yanxiu almost laughed in exasperation, and gently flicked her smooth forehead. "Mrs. Rong, are you looking forward to something?"
“Hiss—it hurts!”
Rong Yanxiu hadn't used any force at all. Knowing that the girl was doing it on purpose, he still went along with her and leaned over to take a look. "Where does it hurt? Let me see."
Chu Yu covered her forehead to prevent him from seeing, pouting and muttering softly, "We haven't finished talking yet, don't try to get away with this!"
The man's face was inches away, their hot breaths mingling. She barely managed to maintain her composure and continue the "interrogation."
"Okay, Mrs. Rong, if there's anything else you'd like to ask, I'll answer it to the best of my ability."
Chu Yu thought for a moment, then looked down to look for her phone. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her bag next to the seat she had just been sitting on, and without thinking, she leaned over and reached for it.
Her action startled Rong Yanxiu. He tightened his arm around her waist, pulled her back into his arms, and easily took her small bag with his other hand.
Still shaken, she lowered her voice and said, "Just tell me what you need. What if you get hurt from being so reckless?"
Chu Yu pursed her lips and didn't reply. She took out her phone, opened the anonymous text message, and handed it to the man.
Rong Yanxiu glanced at the text message, his eyes suddenly turned cold, his thin lips pursed slightly, and without the slightest hesitation, he took the phone from her hand, tapped it a few times with his long fingers, and then turned off the screen and put it back in his bag.
When he spoke again, his tone had returned to its previous gentleness: "I will investigate thoroughly within a day and guarantee Mrs. Rong a satisfactory answer, is that alright?"
Chu Yu had already guessed that this was probably done intentionally by someone with ulterior motives, and when she heard him say this, she nodded.
The car was already parked in the garage of Zhaoxi Mansion, and the driver had left early.
With the matter mostly resolved, Rong Yanxiu reached for his coat, which he had placed aside, and carefully draped it over the little girl's shoulders.
"Let's go home first, and we can talk about anything else when we get back."
"it is good."
Chu Yu responded and reached for the car door.
"I come."
Rong Yanxiu grabbed her slender wrist and guided her to wrap her arms around his neck, "Hold me tight."
After saying that, he opened the car door, lifted the person out of the car in that position, and walked straight into the elevator without stopping.
The elevator was brightly lit, and all four walls were clean and clear mirrored.
Chu Yu didn't dare to look up; she knew that she was lying in the man's arms like an octopus.
The only thing I'm glad I wore today is a full-skirted dress.
Rong Yanxiu held her firmly in his arms with just one hand, then used the other to grab her calves that were wrapped around his waist and looked at them. Before she could react, he quickly took off her two high heels and threw them into the corner of the elevator, seemingly with some resentment and anger.
"What are you doing?"
Those shoes are so expensive, she really likes them!
The man didn't even spare a glance for the discarded high heels. "Your feet are blistered and you didn't say a word. What's the point of keeping shoes that don't fit?"
Chu Yu was speechless, not because she had nothing to say, but because she could tell that the man was genuinely angry, even though he wasn't addressing her directly.
When the elevator arrived at the second floor, Rong Yanxiu carried the person straight to the master bedroom.
The housekeeper and maid had already been notified and were waiting in the corridor.
"Prepare hot water; the lady will be taking a bath soon. Bring the first-aid kit."
The man walked along, giving instructions in a deep voice. The servants received the instructions and turned to prepare.
The old housekeeper had been in charge of the daily maintenance of Zhaoxi Mansion for the past few years and knew the couple's relationship very well. He had given up all hope that their marriage was only in name, but he never expected that Mr. Rong would bring his wife back on the first day he returned to China!
He was extremely pleased. "Sir, Madam, the bedroom has been prepared in advance. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, I'll have someone change it."
Chu Yu nestled in the man's arms, turned her head, and seeing that he still had a sullen face, she peeked out from his shoulder and smiled at the butler, saying, "Okay, thank you, Uncle Chen!"
The old butler was taken aback; the lady seemed completely different from the person he remembered.
Three years ago, I first met Mrs. Chu, who had just married into the Rong family. As the eldest daughter of the Chu family and the new mistress of the Rong family, she was gentle and dignified, and her words and actions exuded the temperament of a lady from a prominent family.
Everything was so perfect that no one could find fault with it. He thought for a long time about what was wrong, and finally realized that it was vitality.
The former wife perfectly played all the roles, but lost herself and her vibrant life force.
And at this moment, the wife, who is being held in her husband's arms and smiling as she thanks him, seems to have finally found herself again. How wonderful.
After Rong Yanxiu carried her into the bedroom, he closed the door behind him. When he reached the bedside, he knelt down and carefully placed her on the bed to sit up. Then he lifted her two slender white legs to check for injuries.
Her slender, fair feet stood out starkly against his dark trousers.
He glanced at it once, then lowered his eyelashes, unable to look any longer.
He couldn't guarantee he wouldn't do anything outrageous if he kept watching.
It's not the right time yet; we can't scare her.
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