Money flowed like water, and Yan Qing once again doubted whether she could afford to support such a spendthrift husband.
Zhan Yunduan noticed Yan Qing rubbing her temples and asked, “What’s wrong, Qingjie?”
“Nothing.” Yan Qing put down her phone and continued reviewing the documents.
Five o’clock in the afternoon.
As soon as Yan Qing stepped out of the company, she saw Zhan Yan Chen leaning against a brand-new car.
“Honey, try out the new car I bought.”
Looking at the shiny, brand-new Mercedes-Benz, Yan Qing felt a pang of heartache and told him, “Little brother, our family has plenty of cars. If you ever want to change cars in the future, just pick one from home.”
Zhan Yan Chen replied, “Sister, sitting in the office for long hours isn’t good for your waist and neck. This car has a massage function, so you can relax during your commute to and from work.”
A warm feeling spread from Yan Qing’s heart. So, this car was bought for her.
Seeing her smiling without saying a word, Zhan Yan Chen wrapped his arms around her waist. “Honey, don’t you like this car?”
Tears welling up in her eyes, Yan Qing nodded. “I like it.”
Just as she finished speaking, a car screeched to a halt. Xia Jin, bruised and battered, stumbled out of the car and ran over in a disheveled state, kneeling before Yan Qing. “Miss Yan, I know I was wrong. I’ll repay you double what I owe you. Please don’t ruin my company and spare my family.”
Yan Qing asked in surprise, “Who took justice into their own hands and beat you up like this?”
Xia Jin slowly glanced toward Zhan Yan Chen standing beside Yan Qing but didn’t dare to look him in the eye. He kowtowed repeatedly. “Miss Yan, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have deceived you. Please forgive me.”
“Impossible.” Yan Qing sneered. “Xia Jin, back then, our Yan family was endlessly grateful to you and rewarded you generously. Yet, you grew greedy and repeatedly pressured my parents for your own gain.”
“Your downfall today is the result of your insatiable greed and self-inflicted suffering. Not only will I not forgive you, but I will also make you watch as you lose everything.”
After saying this, Yan Qing got into the car. Zhan Yan Chen kicked Xia Jin squarely in the chest, his expression dark and terrifying. “Get lost! Don’t come here again to disgust my wife!”
After the two drove away, Su Qianqian got out of her car across the street, her gaze sinister as she stared at the Yuerong Building. “Yan Qing, I won’t let you stay smug, and I certainly won’t let you and Yan Chen last long!”
Once the car started moving, Zhan Yan Chen turned on the massage function.
Before long, Yan Qing’s aching neck began to feel some relief.
“Honey, is it comfortable?” Zhan Yan Chen asked her.
Suddenly, Yan Qing recalled that night when he repeatedly whispered in her ear, “Is it comfortable?”
Her face instantly flushed with heat, and she whispered, “It’s… it’s okay.”
“Just okay?” Zhan Yan Chen’s brows furrowed. “I’ll go exchange it for another car tomorrow.”
“Don’t you dare!” Worried he might buy an even more expensive one, Yan Qing quickly corrected herself. “It’s comfortable, very comfortable!”
Zhan Yan Chen glanced at her skeptically, but seeing her smiling contentedly, a smile touched his lips.
GK Western Restaurant.
While Yan Qing replied to work messages, Zhan Yan Chen finished ordering and told the waiter, “No basil, please.”
“Of course, sir.”
Yan Qing slowly looked up. Could it be that he couldn’t eat basil either?
“Zhan Yan Chen, why no basil?”
“Mom told me you’re allergic to basil.”
Leaning forward slightly, Yan Qing propped her chin on one hand, smiling playfully. “Little brother, you’re so thoughtful, like someone lovesick.”
Zhan Yan Chen chuckled, his naturally charming face even more mesmerizing as he lowered his voice. “Sister, if a man is lovesick, his wife won’t run away.”
Yan Qing quietly lowered her gaze. Who could understand? She felt like she was about to “drown” in that voice calling her “sister.”
“Little brat, you should focus on your studies right now, no falling in love.”
Zhan Yan Chen: “…”
That night, to ensure her birthday wasn’t disappointing, pretending to be a college student was really a miscalculation.
After dinner was served.
Zhan Yan Chen took the steak in front of Yan Qing, “Wife, have some appetizers first.”
Yan Qing watched Zhan Yan Chen elegantly cutting the steak for her and couldn’t help but wonder: Is this a little puppy dog or a daddy-like husband?
When Zhan Yan Chen placed the plate in front of her, she smiled radiantly and said, “Zhan Yan Chen, can you imagine how much I love you?”
Zhan Yan Chen was slightly taken aback. She hadn’t fallen for him yet, was she trying to trick him again?
He still stared at her intently, “How much?”
“I feed and take good care of your wife.”
“…” Zhan Yan Chen smiled dotingly and casually asked, “Qing Qing, has Dad found out who saved you?”
Yan Qing nodded, “It’s Zhan Yunduan’s uncle.”
Zhan Yan Chen subtly pursed his lips, “The crazy Crown Prince?”
“At first, I also thought he was crazy, but now I have a slightly different view,” Yan Qing said. “If he were really as insane and heartless as the rumors say, he wouldn’t have risked his life to save a stranger like me.”
Zhan Yan Chen breathed a subtle sigh of relief, “Qing Qing makes a good point!”
Yan Qing picked up her wine glass, took a small sip, elegant and charming, like a beautiful painting.
“The Zhan family has strict traditions, and the younger generation is all outstanding. Why is the Crown Prince rumored to be a devilish madman?” Yan Qing couldn’t understand.
Zhan Yan Chen lowered his gaze, hiding the fierceness in his eyes. “When someone is too capable, others will try to suppress and target them.”
Yan Qing thought to herself: The Crown Prince is really pitiful.
When they left the restaurant, it was getting dark.
After getting in the car, Zhan Yan Chen asked, “Wife, shall we go home or…?”
Yan Qing frowned. Was he not going back to school again?
He had been teasing her in various ways at home these past two days. She’d better not go home for now.
“Little brother, do you know how to play squash?”
“Big sister, I can play any sport.”
“Then let’s go play some squash?”
“Sure.”
At seven in the evening, Twin Stars Sports Center.
Yan Qing changed into her sportswear and arrived at the squash area. Noticing that Zhan Yan Chen hadn’t arrived yet, she was about to practice on her own when her squash coach from before walked over and smiled, “Miss Yan, you haven’t been here for two weeks.”
“I’ve been a bit busy lately.”
“I happen to be free now. Would you like me to be your practice partner?”
Yan Qing wasn’t very skilled, and considering she didn’t want to lose to Zhan Yan Chen, she agreed.
A few minutes later, Zhan Yan Chen arrived carrying his racket.
Seeing Yan Qing playing with a male coach, Zhan Yan Chen’s expression darkened. He strode over to Yan Qing’s side and accurately caught the incoming ball.
“Wife, take a rest. I’ll play with this coach.”
“Okay.” She could take the chance to see Zhan Yan Chen’s skills.
As soon as Yan Qing stepped off the court, Zhan Yan Chen’s handsome face instantly turned cold and fierce. The coach sensed an invisible hostility and overwhelming pressure, making his scalp tingle.
The two began playing.
Yan Qing watched nervously from the sidelines. Zhan Yan Chen’s skills were both exquisite and tricky—every ball either bounced off the coach’s face or body.
She couldn’t help but feel intimidated. If she played against Zhan Yan Chen later, would she be killed by the ball?
A few more minutes passed, and Zhan Yan Chen walked out smiling. The coach emerged covered in bruises, thinking to himself once again: This man’s possessiveness is truly terrifying!
He had only served as a practice partner for Miss Yan for a few minutes before being nearly beaten to death by her husband using the ball as a weapon!
“Miss Yan, your husband’s skills are truly impressive,” the coach said before fleeing as if for his life.
Zhan Yan Chen pulled Yan Qing inside, but instead of playing, he pinned her against the wall and whispered in her ear, “Wife, am I impressive?”
The overwhelming masculine aura left Yan Qing with nowhere to escape. Her face flushed crimson as she thought to herself: She came here to play squash, and this guy came to bully her and pin her against the wall?
Yan Qing looked up, meeting his affectionate, smiling gaze, and weakly warned, “Zhan Yan Chen, if the ball hits me even once, you’ll spend the night at school.”