In the evening, Jiang Nanshu lay in bed, unable to solve the riddle in her mind.
Lu Qingyan was no different with her now than before.
Even better than before.
So good that she felt it was somewhat unreal.
Not until the man behind her got into bed and held her slim waist, with the faint citrus scent of his shower gel spreading within their small area, did she realize it was real.
That was Jiang Nanshu’s favorite scent.
So his personal items were almost a replica of Jiang Nanshu’s.
Which had made Jiang Nanshu think she had returned home when she first moved in.
His large palm touched her flat stomach, fingers caressing her skin, his voice husky, “Can I?”
Seeing that Jiang Nanshu ignored him, he chuckled softly, “Wife, I miss you so much.”
His kiss was hot and wet. Jiang Nanshu lay in bed staring at the ceiling, letting out a slight sigh in her heart, her creamy white arms wrapped around his neck, and she gently closed her eyes.
In the end, following Jiang Nanshu’s strong objection to getting pregnant, he put on a condom.
A night of reckless abandon.
Jiang Nanshu slept until twelve noon.
For several days in a row, every time she suggested going out, he avoided the subject. He even beefed up the security personnel at the villa. Jiang Nanshu couldn’t even borrow a phone to make a call.
It was as if he feared she would run away.
But now that her health had almost fully recovered, and she had managed to escape from a psychiatric hospital, was she afraid of a villa?
So, she found a blind spot in the surveillance and carefully slid down the pipe.
A fall from this height, if not fatal on the spot, would at least result in broken bones; the place where Jiang Nanshu lived was at least three stories high.
It was only when Jiang Nanshu landed on the soft grass beneath that she felt truly alive.
She thought such meager measures left behind from her play were supposed to keep her trapped?
However, the Half Mountain Villa was really huge, with gardens and pavilions, corridors and arch bridges, a mansion combining European and Chinese styles. Jiang Nanshu could only walk towards the quieter places.
She even overheard the panicked voices of the servants discovering she was missing.
She had to leave here before Lu Qingyan returned.
Even though she accepted him in her heart, even liked him, she was not an object for his amusement.
Unfortunately, the villa’s security was too strong. To avoid being found, Jiang Nanshu could only slip through a small door with a sign outside reading, “No Entry. Violators Will Be Held Accountable.” The people shouldn’t come in there.
It was somewhat dark inside, and she could only make out a little of her surroundings by the light from the windows.
There was another door inside, locked with a padlock.
This place was really secluded. If it weren’t for Jiang Nanshu being busy evading capture, she wouldn’t even consider coming here.
Yet Jiang Nanshu couldn’t overcome her curiosity. She took the hairpin from her head and started working on the lock. But this was no ordinary lock, and Jiang Nanshu worked on it for a long time without success.
Footsteps gradually approached.
Jiang Nanshu had no choice but to give up.
As she prepared to leave, she heard the sound of chains hitting the ground from inside the door.
Jiang Nanshu’s steps to leave halted, and she looked back.
In that moment of hesitation, the small iron door was violently thrown open.
Lu Qingyan stood outside against the light, his gaze tightly locked on Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu hid the hairpin she was holding behind her back.
Lu Qingyan walked in, passed her and looked at the clearly tampered-with lock.
He laughed softly, lifted his hand to brush Jiang Nanshu’s scattered hair back, and asked in a low voice, “Do you like this place?”
Jiang Nanshu calmly looked at him, “I don’t like it, and I don’t even want to stay here.”
“I don’t like it either. It’s too dirty here, not suitable for you.”
He grabbed Jiang Nanshu’s wrist and led her outside.
Ye Yuan was also outside.
Lu Qingyan slightly turned his head, his tone indifferent, “Clean this place up.”
Ye Yuan bowed his head, “Yes.”
Jiang Nanshu couldn’t resist looking back, and the next moment, her chin was seized by a large palm, forcing her to look at him.
Lu Qingyan’s expression was no longer as gentle as before, and there was a sense of being on the verge of breaking.
His voice was very soft, “You still want to leave me? To abandon me again, Jiang Nanshu, I’ve given up half my life to get you back, and I still have half left. Either you kill me and then go, or you’ll have to live by my side for the rest of your life.”
He drew closer, his tone gentle, “I can’t bear to let you go, so be a good girl, my wife.”
Jiang Nanshu met his bloodshot eyes, the obsession and terrifying madness that lay hidden under his gentle mask were the real him.
Jiang Nanshu’s heart gave a slight twitch.
Her Lu Qingyan, he was sick.
He was full of insecurity, overly sensitive, and not far from the edge of madness.
It was as if only by this could she not disappear.
Jiang Nanshu decided to speak to him properly.
“Lu Qingyan, listen to me, I won’t leave again. Let me go, and I’ll come back tonight, how about it?”
Lu Qingyan turned a deaf ear.
Jiang Nanshu had deceived him so much he didn’t know which of her words was true.
She was just a liar.
“Ah Yan, everything I’m saying is true, I won’t leave you again,” Jiang Nanshu softened her voice.
Lu Qingyan pulled her all the way to the room.
They passed a group of shivering servants.
Seeing that Jiang Nanshu was safely found, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
They had never seen the Family Head so angry. When they heard that Jiang Nanshu was missing, his eyes, which seemed willing to kill them all, were terrifying.
Lu Qingyan locked the room door, approaching step by step, “You don’t even want to have children with me, how can I believe you? Is it wrong for me to want you?”
It wasn’t wrong, but the way he went about it was.
Jiang Nanshu wrinkled her brows, “Get a hold of yourself, having children is not in my plans, I’m not ready to accept a new life, how can I?”
“At the very least, the child should have parents who love each other. I don’t want the child to be born, and we become resentful spouses, you know, forcing me will only make me hate you.”
“To love each other?” he murmured, then couldn’t help but laugh, “If we could really love each other, we wouldn’t have ended up like this, Jiang Nanshu. I’d rather you hate me, detest me, than forget about me.”
His eyes, reddened, gazed at her, the corners of his eyes moist; a soft blink and tears fell.
Jiang Nanshu saw that she had made Lu Qingyan cry again, and it overwhelmed her. She was flustered as she offered him a tissue, “Hey! Don’t cry just yet, I honestly give up, why so teary again, men these days.”
“Again?”
Lu Qingyan gave her a cold glance, losing interest, he shook her off and slammed the door as he left.
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
She slapped her mouth, oh no, her quick tongue had misled him again.
The other teary man was her little brother Xun Wu.
She chased after him, but Lu Qingyan had already left the villa.
Meanwhile, the servants at the door swarmed around her, earnestly pleading, “Madam, please go back. If you go out again, our wages will be docked.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
What did it have to do with her!
It wasn’t her docking their wages.
Outside, Ye Yuan saw Lu Qingyan with a cold face and red eyes, and for some reason, he seemed a bit aggrieved.
He inwardly clicked his tongue in wonder, their lady sure was powerful, making their CEO cry in just a few words!