A Beloved Wife in Marriage Chapter 193 – Chapter 193: Qjanqian, How Did I Lose You Back Then?

Chapter 193: Qjanqian, How Did I Lose You Back Then?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When Lin Qingqian was about to drive him to the Jiang residence, Jiang Yanshen told her the address of Begonia Courtyard.

Begonia Courtyard was a villa area that had been developed in Lan City for a period of time. It was located in the Western District and was surrounded by mountains and water. The ambient air was the best in Lan City.

Lin Qingqian knew that he had a lot of properties under his name, but she didn't know that he had always lived in an estate outside.

He opened the door and turned on the lights. What greeted their eyes was a luxurious and low-key renovation style. It was grayish -white and black. Coupled with the emptiness, it looked especially cold.

Lin Qingqian turned around and looked at him. “Have a good rest. I'm going back.”

She then turned to leave.

The man's fingers grabbed her wrist. When he glanced sideways, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes. “Can you… accompany me for a while?”

Lin Qing's thin eyelashes fluttered, and she pursed his lips without saying a

word.

His cold fingers tightened silently as he said in a hoarse voice, “The part-time worker will only come tomorrow. Help me boil some water, cough cough..

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but cough. He pressed his fist against his lips, and his pale face was dyed an unnatural red from coughing.

Lin Qingqian's thoughts of brushing his hand away and turning around to leave dissipated. “Since you're not feeling well, why don't you return to the Jiang residence?”

The servants in the Jiang residence would take good care of him.

Jiang Yanshen stopped coughing, and his dark eyes dimmed a little. He said in a low voice, “Why should I go back? To let her see my half-dead appearance and countdown to my death?”

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

Lin Qingqian frowned and her tone was slightly cold. She helped him to the sofa and sat down.

“Sit for a while. I'll boil some hot water for you.”

She turned around and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Yanshen's deep eyes stared at her slender back, and the discomfort in his throat made him cough again.

The heart-wrenching coughs kept echoing in the empty house, making it feel even more desolate.

Lin Qingqian found the kitchen. Although it had all the necessary kitchen utensils, they were still brand new. Clearly, they had never been used before.

Did this Dog of a man usually live by drinking water and hanging on to his immortal aura?

After cursing in her heart, she took out the kettle and washed it before filling it up with water to boil.

When she opened the fridge, it was empty. Other than a few bottles of mineral water, there wasn't even a vegetable leaf.

As expected, he had been relying on his immortal aura to live.

She found a cup in the cabinet, washed it, and filled it with hot water. When she brought it back to the living room, she realized that the man had fallen asleep leaning against the sofa.

His cold brows were tightly knitted, and his pale thin lips were tightly pursed. He looked like he was in great pain.

Lin Qingqian placed the cup on the coffee table and bent down to look at him.

“Jiang Yanshen, Jiang Yanshen…”

Jiang Yanshen's eyes remained closed and he did not react.

Lin Qingqian reached out and pushed his arm. “Jiang Yanshen, don't sleep here. You'll catch a cold.”

Jiang Yanshen's brows moved slightly. A moment later, his black eyes slowly opened, his eyes filled with confusion.

“Let me help you back to your room.”

As soon as her fair fingers touched his arm, the man who was lying down suddenly sat up. His slender and strong arms hugged her tightly, not leaving any gaps, as if he wanted to pull her into his blood.

Lin Qingqian struggled. “Jiang Yanshen, what are you doing…”

Before she could finish speaking, she heard his hoarse voice. “Qianqian, how did I lose you back then?”

Lin Qingqian's pushing stopped abruptly. She only felt a ball of hot air revolving around her ears, but her heart was filled with sorrow.

Jiang Yanshen's head was buried in her neck, and his warm lips were pressed against her delicate skin. At this moment, he was like a helpless child, extremely fragile.

“Jiang Yanshen, don't be like this.” Lin Qingqian calmed herself down and pushed him away.

Jiang Yanshen was easily pushed away by her and fell back onto the sofa.

Lin Qingqian: “…”

He collapsed on the sofa with his eyes closed. His pale face was now unnaturally red. His breathing was rapid and he was frowning tightly.

Lin Qingqian hesitated for a moment and placed her fair fingers on his forehead. Only then did she realize that his body temperature was terrifyingly high.

He was having a fever, but he still ran out like this?

An inexplicable anger surged in her heart. She didn't want to care about him and turned to leave.

Her slender figure stopped at the door and she couldn't help but turn back to look at the man on the sofa.

“Jiang Yanshen, how many sins did I commit in my previous life to have to meet you in this life?”

Half an hour later.

After the doctor examined Jiang Yanshen, he took out a few boxes of medicine from the first aid kit and instructed her on how to use them.

Lin Qingqian sent the doctor away. When she returned, she held a glass of water in her hand and woke Jiang Yanshen up to take his medicine.

Jiang Yanshen slowly opened his eyes. His black eyes were filled with confusion as he stared at her in a daze, feeling like he was dreaming.

“Take the fever medicine.” Lin Qingqian handed the medicine and water to him.

Jiang Yanshen blinked and looked at the medicine and water in her hand without any reaction.

Lin Qingqian was getting impatient. “Jiang Yanshen, if you don't want to be burnt into a fool, quickly take the medicine.”

Something flashed across the man's eyes. His throat bobbed a few times as he said in an unbelievably hoarse voice, “What will you do if I really become a fool one day?”

Lin Qingqian's legs were sore after standing for so long. She simply sat down by the bed and said calmly, “If such a day really comes, I will definitely think of a way to swindle all your assets.”

Jiang Yanshen's pale lips curled up slightly as he said hoarsely, “If you want my assets, I can give them to you now.”

Lin Qingqian seemed to not understand the meaning of his words and brought the medicine to his mouth. “Take the medicine.”

Jiang Yanshen's deep eyes stared at her. After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth and swallowed the bitter pill.

Lin Qingqian handed the cup to his lips again. This time, there was no need to urge him. He cooperated and drank half a cup.

“Go to sleep. The doctor said you need to rest well.”

Jiang Yanshen lay down, his eyes not closed. He looked at her calmly and gently. “Qianqian, you're still concerned about me.”

Lin Qingqian put down the cup and turned to look at him. “I can't help but feed stray cats and dogs on the streets, not to mention that you're my ex-husband.

“Although those three years of marriage disheartened me, I didn't hate you to the core and won't leave you in the lurch.”

Jiang Yanshen frowned slightly and lowered his eyes. He frowned as if he was muttering to himself, “Didn't I do anything to move you?”

When Lin Qingqian heard this, her eyes flashed. “If I wasn't touched at all, I wouldn't have loved you for seven years.”

Jiang Yanshen's long eyelashes fluttered as he stared at her curiously.

“When I first came to Lan City, I didn't know anything. You were the one who taught me how to eat hotpot and steak.” Lin Qingqian thought of the past, and her eyes were filled with a gentle light. “You were the one who picked me up from school. You were the one who taught me the principle of the survival of the fittest.”

If Jiang Yanshen really hadn't given her any gentleness, how could she force herself to stay by his side for seven years?

Jiang Yanshen's throat tightened, and his throat bobbed a few times. He said hoarsely, “These things can't let you stay by my side anymore.”

Lin Qingqian fell silent. Her thin eyelashes fluttered a few times as she reached out to tuck him in. Her voice was very soft. “Perhaps people are selfish and greedy. Instead of saying that you lost me, it's more like I couldn't keep up with your pace from the beginning.

I was left far behind by you. I was too tired from chasing and didn't want to chase anymore. I started to want to love myself more.”

Jiang Yanshen stared at her with his deep eyes in silence. Lin Qingqian pursed her lips. “You have to cherish your body too. Although we can't be husband and wife. at least we can choose to be friends.”

“Friends?” Her thin lips curled into a self- deprecating smile. “We can never be friends.”

I've already placed you in my heart, so how can I be willing to just be a friend?

The next day.

Jiang Yanshen opened his eyes. His throat was still dry and painful, but he was already feeling much better.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead. The temperature had already dropped. He stood up and scanned the room. There was no longer that figure in the room.

He got off the bed and walked out of the room.

There was no one in the huge living room or kitchen. It was so quiet that only his footsteps echoed.

From the corner of her eye, he saw a cup of water on the dining table. There seemed to be a piece of paper under it.

Jiang Yanshen walked over and picked up the note under the cup. The beautiful handwriting said—

“There's porridge in the kitchen. Remember to take the medicine after eating it.

The method to take it is written on the medicine box.”

After putting down the cup, he saw a few boxes of medicine beside the cup.

He turned around and went to the kitchen. The rice cooker kept the cooked porridge warm, and there were appetizers placed beside it.

His thin lips curled up uncontrollably.

Jiang Yanshen scooped a bowl of porridge and carried the side dishes to the kitchen table for breakfast.

At this time, Lu Yuan knocked on the door and entered. “Director Jiang.”

Jiang Yanshen put down his spoon and looked up at him. His voice was still hoarse. “When did she leave?”

Lu Yuan replied respectfully, “Half an hour ago, Madam drove back to the company.”

After Jiang Yanshen took a sip of warm porridge, he said, “Send the clothes over.”

Lu Yuan didn't react for a moment. “What clothes?”

Jiang Yanshen's eyes gradually turned sharp.

Lu Yuan instantly reacted. “I'll go now.”

Fortunately, it was not burned in London. Otherwise, he would probably have lost his life now.

When he turned around, Jiang Yanshen instructed, “Arrange for Song Qin to go.”

Lu Yuan stopped in his tracks. When he turned around, his eyes were as plaintive as a concubine who had fallen out of favor.

Jiang Yanshen pretended not to see it and said heartlessly, “Qianqian likes her.”

Lu Yuan “…”

I wanted to be liked by Madam too, but I didn't dare to.

Lu Yuan left resentfully. Jiang Yanshen sat at the dining table and finished Lin

Qingqian's porridge unhurriedly. As for the medicine—

His pale fingers picked up the medicine box and threw it into the trash can in the next second.

Not long after Lin Qingqian returned to the office, Su Ying knocked on the door and said that Song Qin was here.

She hesitated for a moment before letting Song Qin in.

Song Qin was wearing a professional suit and walked in with a huge box in her hand. She said respectfully, “Miss Qingqian, Director Jiang instructed me to give this to you.”

Lin Qingqian             the box that didn't carry any words or patterns and

said indifferently, “I don't need it. Take it back.”

Song Qin immediately looked troubled. “Miss Qingqian, if Director Jiang finds out that I brought it back, he'll fire me.”

As usual, Lin Qingqian was deceived by her pitiful expression. Instead, she said, “Coincidentally, my company is short of people. You can stay and help me.”

Song Qin: “…Sob.”

“Miss Qingqian, why don't you open it first and decide if you want to keep it?” Song Qin struggled on the verge of death!

Chapter end