【Father and Son Burning Hell + Male Lead 2 Forcibly Takes Love + Female Lead Is Sober-headed and Never Looks Back + Face-Slapping】
On the day Jiang Shiyuan had a miscarriage, Xie Jinghuai and...
Chapter 317 More Qualified Than You
The two of them were pressed tightly together, the man's strong smell of tobacco and his domineering scent enveloping her.
Jiang Shiyuan could even feel Xie Jinghuai's warm body beneath his crisp suit and his excessively rapid heartbeat.
It's so unfamiliar.
It was so unfamiliar that it frightened her.
Jiang Shiyuan trembled and struggled even more fiercely, but because they were in the hospital, they dared not shout or scream, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"Xie Jinghuai! What's wrong with you now... Let go of me!"
"I asked you why you didn't tell me when something happened?!" Xie Jinghuai, holding her tightly, shouted first.
He gripped her tightly with both arms, a display of forceful possessiveness that made it hard for her to breathe.
Jiang Shiyuan was furious. She punched his hard shoulder hard, not in a coquettish way, but with all her might.
She stomped mercilessly on the man's shiny leather shoes, grinding them hard:
"Who do you think you are to me? Why should I need you to know?!"
The man shouted urgently, "Jiang Shiyuan, I am your husband!"
"If you hadn't been dragging this out for no reason, we would have been divorced long ago! Even if we hadn't gotten a divorce certificate, you'd already mean nothing to me! Let me go!"
Xie Jinghuai's phoenix eyes reddened.
Jiang Shiyuan raised her foot again and stomped down hard.
Whether it was because her words had been too shocking or because he had actually been in pain, Xie Jinghuai suddenly released her.
Before Jiang Shiyuan could react, she fell backward.
"Watch out!" Xie Jinghuai hurriedly reached out to pull him back.
Suddenly, a similarly tall and imposing figure rushed over, opened his arms, and caught Jiang Shiyuan steadily.
He was so tall and imposing, and by comparison, she appeared so slender and petite. He held her, like the ocean swallowing a pearl, like a femtosecond being thrown into a forest of steel.
The familiar, comforting woody scent lingered around her, gently filling her nostrils.
It was Fu Chenzhou.
He's here!
Jiang Shiyuan leaned against the man's chest without turning around, but subconsciously, as if seeking support, he grabbed her hand.
Fu Chenzhou, standing behind her, felt her response, his heart trembled, and a wave of sourness welled up in his nose.
He waited for her response for a full fifteen years.
With just a gentle handshake, fifteen years of waiting, frustration, and grievances vanished.
"Jiang Shiyuan, you...!" Xie Jinghuai saw that Jiang Shiyuan was being held by Fu Chenzhou and was no longer restless. She was very well-behaved.
His fists were clenched, he was having trouble breathing, and the jealousy in his eyes burned fiercely.
"On my way here, I heard about what happened here."
Fu Chenzhou helped Jiang Shiyuan stand up straight, gently holding her shoulders with his large hands. His cold lips were close to her ear, and his voice trembled slightly, "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I should have stayed by your side."
Next time, it definitely won't happen again.
"It's alright, I don't want to trouble you all the time. Besides..."
Jiang Shiyuan pursed her lips slightly, turning to look into his deep, captivating eyes. "You've already done so much for me. From now on, I still hope to rely on myself..."
"What's wrong with bothering me? Do I look like someone who can't handle you bothering me?"
Fu Chenzhou smiled, his breathing slightly heavy. "I'm just afraid that you'll bother someone else instead of me. That's when I'll really get angry, and the consequences of my anger will be severe—I'll withdraw my investment."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and her face instantly turned bright red.
Xie Jinghuai watched the two of them being so affectionate in front of him, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his eyes bloodshot and ready to explode!
"Thank you, Mr. Xie."
Fu Chenzhou pulled Jiang Shiyuan behind him, his broad figure exuding a strong sense of security, as if it could cover the sky and the sun, completely shielding the petite woman. "I am very grateful that you were able to come to see Ayuan in time."
But please watch your words and actions. Don't pressure her, and definitely don't be rude to her. Women need to be respected, cared for, and loved.
Each word was like a leaping musical note, dancing gracefully in Jiang Shiyuan's heart.
Xie Jinghuai took a step closer to the man, her phoenix eyes bloodshot. "What right do you have to interfere in her relationship? Who do you think you are?"
"Perhaps I'm not qualified either. But I'm more qualified than you."
Fu Chenzhou glanced at Jiang Shiyuan, "Am I right? President Jiang."