Chapter 13 It's Not What She Thought
The man's voice was low and cold, yet it contained a hint of hoarseness that could bewitch people.
Meeting that pair of enchantingly deep eyes, Shen Qinghuan felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.
She curled her red lips slightly, still smiling with her eyebrows curved. She casually put her hands around Jiang Yu's neck and asked jokingly, "Besides having children, what else do you want to talk to me about? Divorce?"
Shen Qinghuan blinked playfully, "Jiang Yu, you know I won't make grandpa and grandma unhappy."
"Honestly, Jiang Yu, today is worse than tomorrow. You're free tonight anyway, so why not..."
Before she could finish her words, Jiang Yu was so angry that he immediately let go of her hand.
At the same time, his cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.
Shen Qinghuan didn't know who called Jiang Yu, but after Jiang Yu answered the phone, he turned around and left without even looking at her.
She was stunned for a moment, then she smiled self-deprecatingly.
She always thought she understood Jiang Yu, but in fact, she knew nothing about him. He clearly said that he wanted to marry her, but he actually fell in love with Li Mingzhu.
Because of Li Mingzhu, he almost fell out with his family.
Thinking of this, Shen Qinghuan's smile widened, but her eyes gradually became cold. But so what! Regardless of whether Jiang Yucheng admitted it or not, regardless of whether others admitted it or not, she was the legal Mrs. Jiang.
The others are all third sisters who are not presentable, and Li Mingzhu is no exception.
In fact, she never believed that what happened that year was an accident. She always felt that both she and Jiang Yu were set up.
And that person...
Shen Qinghuan was lying on the sofa, scrolling through his phone boredly when a message suddenly popped up on the screen.
"Huanhuan, I'm your sister Mingzhu. Since I don't have your WeChat, I can only contact you using Dongyao's phone. Did you have a fight with Ayu? He just kept drinking as soon as he entered the private room. I couldn't stop him at first, but you don't have to worry too much. I've managed to calm him down now, but he's still in a very low mood."
"You should get some rest early. I'll take good care of Ayu for you. Of course, don't overthink it. Ayu and I are not what you think."
"Huanhuan, you don't have to reply to my message. I'll return the phone to Dongyao after I'm done using it."
Three messages appeared in a row in the dialog box between her and Xu Dongyao.
Shen Qinghuan opened her mouth slightly, unable to suppress a silent smile. What was she trying to say? Was she trying to show off that Jiang Yu always held her in high regard? Was she trying to show off that Jiang Yu listened to her and no one else? Or was she formally declaring war on her?
Adhering to the principle of out of sight, out of mind, Shen Qinghuan went to bed early after washing up, throwing her cell phone far away.
The next day, she got up early, had breakfast, and went to the hospital to visit her grandfather.
Compared to yesterday, Grandpa was in much better spirits and could speak a few simple words to her.
"Huanhuan, don't worry! As long as grandpa is alive, I won't let that little bastard Jiang Yu bully you."
"Grandpa, how did Ayu bully me? He's very kind to me. He came back earlier than me last night. Haven't you always wanted a little great-grandson? Ayu and I are working hard and we won't let you down."
"You mean... I'm going to be a great-grandfather?"
Seeing that Grandpa was extremely anxious, Shen Qinghuan glared at him angrily, "Grandpa, could you please not be so anxious? I mean... we're still working on it, and this little human cub isn't something you can just get."
Grandpa also glared at her, "I'm an experienced person, don't I know? It must be that little bastard Jiang Yu who is lazy again. I will have to talk to him about it later. Don't just work all day. He should spend more time with you."
"...Then I'll trouble you, Grandpa."
Shen Qinghuan wanted to make one last effort.
It was almost noon when we left the hospital.
Shen Qinghuan was stopped at the entrance of the inpatient department by Zhou Sinian, who was wearing a white coat. "Miss Shen, are you here to see Grandpa again?"
Thinking of the accident that happened last night, Shen Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed. He laughed and greeted like a primary school student: "Hello, Doctor Zhou! Doctor Zhou, have you had lunch?"
Zhou Sinian raised his eyebrows, "Miss Shen wants to treat me to dinner for what happened last night?"
Shen Qinghuan: "..."
No! She doesn't want to! Not at all!
Before she could speak, Dr. Zhou continued, "I just have time, Miss Shen, wait for me for a few minutes, I'll be out soon."
"week……"
Watching Zhou Sinian's hurried departure, Shen Qinghuan couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead. Wasn't this Doctor Zhou too familiar? She wasn't familiar with him at all. This was only their third meeting, and they were still a doctor-patient relationship. And he actually asked her to treat him to a meal!
After a while, Zhou Sinian came out.
“Miss Shen, I know a good French restaurant not far from here, shall we go there?”
Shen Qinghuan nodded and smiled and replied: "I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky about food."
The two of them got into Zhou Sinian's car one after another.
At the same time, a black Maybach with sleek lines drove into the parking lot.
"Mr. Jiang, I think I saw the wife?!" The driver He Xian said hesitantly with a frown.
Jiang Yu, who was sitting in the back seat, said "hmm" indifferently with a stern expression, but his eyes had already passed through the car window and saw Shen Qinghuan walking with Dr. Zhou not far away, and also saw her sitting in the passenger seat of Dr. Zhou's car.
Dr. Zhou was very gentlemanly. He opened the car door for her and, fearing her head would hit the roof, covered her head with his palm.
Jiang Yu withdrew his gaze and sneered disdainfully.
Fickle!
Does she forget that she is a married woman the moment she sees a good-looking man?
"What do you think of the man with your wife?" Jiang Yu asked He Xian with a cold face.
"I know him. He's a cardiac surgeon at Renxin Hospital. He's very skilled. Even if a patient is doomed, he can still bring them back. As for his looks..." He Xian chuckled, "I heard from the nurses that half of the girls in their hospital dream of becoming Mrs. Zhou."
"What about the other half?"
"And of course half are married."
…
The midday sun was warm, shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the blue and white tablecloth was covered with shadows of light.
It was the first time for Shen Qinghuan to have dinner alone with a member of the opposite sex whom she was not very familiar with. She should have felt awkward, but the two of them got along extremely well, even their preferences in food were very different.
On the contrary, she and Jiang Yu grew up together, but he always ate light food, while she always liked heavy flavors.
"Miss Chen likes hot pot so much, so we can make an appointment at a hot pot restaurant next time." Zhou Sinian said with a smile.
Reason told her that she should refuse Dr. Zhou's invitation, but she actually agreed and even started planning the hot pot. "Next time, I want a hot pot base that's both spicy and numbing. That way it will be more satisfying."
Zhou Sinian looked at her with a smile, his eyes doting.
"Then I'll be free in a few days, call or text you to make an appointment."
"OK!"
…
When the meal was almost over, Shen Qinghuan ran to the bar to pay the bill, but was told that the man with her had already paid.
Shen Qinghuan puffed out her cheeks and had to turn back, her pretty eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Doctor Zhou, you said you'd treat me to this meal."
Zhou Sinian put down his knife and fork, tore off a tissue, and wiped his fingertips elegantly. He said nonchalantly, "Then consider it as you owe me a meal. Next time we have hot pot, you pay for it, and I will definitely not fight with you for it again."
"It's a deal!"
"Well, it's a deal!"
After finishing the meal, Zhou Sinian drove back to the hospital, while Shen Qinghuan stood on the roadside to hail a taxi. She originally wanted to walk alone, but eventually gave up and decided to go home and have a good sleep.
A red sports car stopped on the side of the road in front of Shen Qinghuan.
The car window rolled down, revealing Li Mingzhu's delicately made-up face. "Huanhuan! Where are you going? I'll take you there."
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