A Beloved Wife in Marriage Chapter 144: A Good Woman Is Afraid of a Passionate Man

Chapter 144: A Good Woman Is Afraid of a Passionate Man
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Jiang Yanshen’s deep gaze first glanced at Han Liubai, then at Lin Qingqian, and finally landed on their hands.
In this month, Lin Qingqian saw Jiang Yanshen again. He looked thinner than before, and his temperament seems colder. Other than the endless calmness and coldness in his eyes, there was nothing else.
The violent and humble Jiang Yanshen from a month ago was like an illusion that had never appeared.
Han Liubai seemed to have sensed the abnormality between the two of them. His eyes darted between them, but he did not say anything.
In the end, Jiang Yanshen retracted his gaze and glanced at Lu Qinshang. “Are we going together?”
Seeing that he had no reaction, Lu Qinshang hurriedly nodded. “Okay, let’s go together…”
Jiang Yanshen turned around and walked towards the elevator without looking at Lin Qingqian.
Song Qin bowed slightly to Lin Qingqian before turning around and hurriedly followed Jiang Yanshen.
Lu Qinshang followed without saying goodbye.
Lin Qingqian stood at the same spot and watched as the group of them walked further and further away, not knowing why…
Han Liubai was clearly standing beside her, but she felt that she was alone.
Han Liubai looked down at her and asked gently, “Director Lin, are you alright?”
Lin Qingqian came back to her senses and looked up with a smile. “I’m fine.”
The Jiang family.
Ever since Li Ruzhu was chased out, Madam Jiang rarely came back. Every time she came back, she would either change her clothes in a hurry or get drunk.
The originally deserted Jiang residence looked even more desolate now.
Jiang Yanshen got the servants to leave and took a glass of mineral water to drink in front of the sofa.
Lu Qinshang came out of the kitchen with a can of pineapple beer in his hand. His face was as black as charcoal.
“Is your house a temple? It’s not that I want to criticize you, but look at you. You don’t drink, don’t smoke, and don’t get close to women. You don’t even touch any of the three most important things of a man. Not to mention others, I even suspect that you’re not a man anymore!”
Jiang Yanshen’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He swallowed the cold water and looked up at him.
Lu Qinshang drank the pineapple beer that was even sweeter than wine and said to himself, “With my many years of experience in love, that pretty boy surnamed Han definitely has ulterior motives towards Lin Qingqian tonight. If you still don’t make a move, that silly village girl Lin Qingqian…”
Jiang Yanshen lowered his eyes, his gaze dark and sharp.
Lu Qinshang rolled his eyes and corrected himself. “Lin Qingqian isn’t a silly village girl, alright? Even if she’s not stupid, a good woman is afraid of a passionate man. The two of them spend time together every day. What if love develops over time…”
“Shut up!” Jiang Yanshen interrupted him, his furrowed brows filled with frustration.
Lu Qinshang licked his lips and muttered softly, “I’m just thinking for you.”
Jiang Yanshen didn’t want to listen to his nonsense. He got up and walked upstairs.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“Sleep,” Jiang Yanshen said without looking back.
Lu Qinshang: “Then what should I do?”
Jiang Yanshen didn’t answer and only gave him a cold back view.
Lu Qinshang felt that it was boring. He thought about how Sister Chan was not in Lan City these few days and he could go out and have fun!!
Only an orange floor lamp was turned on in the room, lighting up the furnishings. Jiang Yanshen came out of the bathroom, his hair dripping wet.
The belt around his waist was hanging loosely. The collar of his sleeping robe was wide open, revealing his muscular chest. There were still sparkling water droplets on it, making him look sexy and seductive.
Although he said that he was going to sleep, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of sleepiness. He walked to the sofa and sat down. He did not wipe the water from his hair and let the water droplets fall on his sleeping robe. The floor lamp reflected his lonely shadow on the ground until dawn…