Right now, in the Ji family’s mansion, there was someone who could not fall asleep. The call Madam Ji had with her son directed the suspicions at Qu Jingwan, so she was currently on tenterhooks.
Pak! All the lights in the room were switched on. She sat up and scanned this foreign yet familiar room. From the décor to the furniture, all were bought and arranged by the older woman according to her preference.
She could never allow another woman to stay in this room. A second mistress of this family could never exist.
Qu Jingwan put on her clothes and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, causing a gust of cold, evening breeze to blow into the room, sending the curtains fluttering about. It made the quiet night even quieter, so much so that it was slightly terrifying.
She wore a scarlet nightgown and stood on the balcony as she gazed at the two lamps by the entrance. The lamps, which were shining brightly, appeared like the eyes of a monster lurking in the dark. As the evening breeze blew her hair, she felt chilly, yet this chilliness could not beat the coldness arising from her heart when she thought of the couple acting lovey-dovey. The anger and hatred seemed about to devour her.
She called Qu Qingyu, and the ringtone pierced through the silence night for a very long time, but the call remained unanswered. Just as she was about to give up, a low, hoarse male voice sounded from the other end; that was the voice of the person she was missing. Although it was hoarse, it showered her with so much warmth in this cold and chilly night.
“Hello, who is this?” The man was in bed with two beauties.
“Cousin, it’s me, Jingwan.” The woman appeared to have finally clutched onto the last straw after finding someone to talk to on this quiet night.
“What’s wrong? Why’re you calling me this late?” When he heard that the caller was his cousin, he brought the phone to his eyes to check the name before putting it back beside his ear.
“I miss you.” Her voice sounded broken, as if she were close to tears.
“I miss you, too; how’s the Ji family nowadays?” A smile broke on his face. This was money sent right to his doorstep, and coincidentally, he was short of it these past few days. Since the money had come to his doorstep, he had no reason to drive it away.
“Are you truly missing me, too?” Qu Jingwan carefully wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes as she tried her best to sound happier. “Are you for real?”
Everyone said the night was when it was the most captivating, and just as she was at a loss without any support, this man always accompanied her. He gave her joy and pain, but loving someone usually involved more sweetness than problems. She was truly in love with the man and knew that all she had done was to get with him. As long as they could be together in the end, she did not care what she did; as long as she could make him happy, she was willing to do anything.
“Of course.” Qu Qingyu had a lewd smile on his face as he looked at the two naked, beauties beside him. Only a fool would think of a lady with the title of the Ji family’s future daughter-in-law and who was living faraway this late at night.
He sat up in bed, and because of his movement, the thin blanket covering the two beauties slipped, and the parts, which were exposed, aroused him.
“I thought that you would ignore me after I came to the Ji family. You rarely called me, so I assumed that you no longer cared about me.”
“Silly, aren’t I just thinking about your safety? You didn’t go to an average family but to the Jis. Your fiancé is Ji Ziming, and that’s the place everyone in the capital wants to be whether they’re male or female. How can I cause all your previous efforts to go down the drain? Plus, missing someone isn’t about talking about it.”
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Eyeing the two beauties next to him, his hand moved from top to bottom and left to right.
“It turns out that you’re being considerate to me; it’s my fault; I shouldn’t have misunderstood you. Where are you now? Are you resting at home?”
“Right. I’m in my home. You know how I always sleep deeply and like having some alcohol before sleeping, so I failed to pick up your call earlier. You won’t blame me for that, will you?”
“Why will I blame you? I won’t. I’m happy as long as you’re fine.”
His hand movement was probably slightly big or he had used too much strength as the beauty on his right moaned. She looked at the bright room and the man sitting on the bed with blurry eyes and said sweetly, “Young Master Qu, you—”
He quickly cupped his hand on her lips and signaled her to remain silent.
“Cousin, are you truly at home?”
Qu Jingwan heard the moan coming from the phone, and it was exceptionally piercing to her ears. It was as though a silver needle had stabbed her cold heart.
“That’s right; I am. Since you’ve called me, I reckon that you’re unable to fall asleep, so I looked for some movies to watch; do you mind?”
She heaved a sigh of relief and discarded her thought that the man was sleeping with someone.
“No. Stop watching and go to sleep. I only called because I’ve been missing you.”
She was apologetic for disturbing her cousin’s sleep in the middle of the night.
“Then, are you really alright?” Qu Qingyu’s hands traveled on the body of the beauty who had woken up as his vision became more perverted.
“I’m fine; I’m hanging up. I’ll go to sleep now; cousin, you rest well. Goodnight.”
Qu Jingwan hung up. She finally felt better. No matter what reprimand and treatment she received tomorrow from the couple, she would not back down.
The moment his cousin hung up, the man pounced on the beauty and seized every second to be intimate with her.
The night was still quiet, but because of this call, the lady was brimming with confidence again. No matter how it turned out tomorrow, she would not leave the Ji family because, right now, Ji Chi needed her more than ever.
In the VVIP ward, Ji Ziming hugged Pei Ge as he watched her sleep and his heart was relieved. Caressing her hair, he slowly took out his already numb arm and put the woman on the bed beside their son. He carefully covered the two with blankets.
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