Chapter 422 - I Just Want to Hug You
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Yue Tingfeng curled the corner of his lips. âWell, I say... luckily they met you. If it was me... They wouldnât even have their pants. I wouldâve thrown them on the road and called media reporters. Shift the blame onto others when they couldnât win the game?â
Yan Qingsi laughed, the haze in her heart had finally dissipated a little.
...
The two of them came to the hospital but the staff told them that Yan Songnanâs corpse had been collected. It had been taken away by Ye Lingzhi. The detention center had agreed and signed.
Although Ye Lingzhi and Yan Songnanâs relationship had broken long ago, they had not officially deal with the divorce procedure. She was still Yan Songnanâs wife and could rightfully claim his dead body. The police had no reason to object.
Yan Qingsi clenched her fist. She was becoming more certain that it was the Ye family that killed Yan Songnan.
Yue Tingfeng made a call and wrapped his arm around Yan Qingsiâs shoulders. âLetâs go back home, weâll attend the funeral tomorrow.â
Yan Qingsi was shocked. âThat fast?â
Yue Tingfeng thought of that personâYe Shaoguangâand said with disdain, âOf course, what did you think? How long would they leave the body? Naturally, the sooner they take care of this, the better. Moreover, I guarantee that theyâve sent it to be cremated.â
Yan Qingsi gritted her teeth. All her plans had been ruined by Ye Shaoguang.
Yue Tingfeng held Yan Qingsi and walked out. âDonât be angry, donât rush. Iâm here. Iâll kill Ye Shaoguang sooner or later.â
The sentence made the anger in Yan Qingsiâs heart dissipate.
âI can do it myself.â
The words slipped and Yue Tingfeng suddenly leaned forward to kiss her. âIn the future, if you say something wrong, youâll be punished.â
âWhat did I say wrong?â
Yue Tingfeng wiped his lips with his thumb and raised his brows. âWhy would I tell you? I wish that youâd say the wrong things more, then I can kiss you more.
âLetâs go back. Your number one fan is waiting for you.â
âWhat fan?â
âMahjong fans, donât you know your mahjong skill has won over peopleâs hearts? They admire and idolize you,â
...
At night, Yan Qingsi slept at the Yueâs house. She thought that Mrs. Yue would pull her to sleep together at night. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yue said a while after dinner, âAh, Iâm so tired... Iâm going to sleep first. The two of you should rest earlier too.â
Yan Qingsi was speechless. â...â
Yue Tingfeng stood up, raising his chin at Yan Qingsi. âLetâs go.â
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Yue Tingfeng picked Yan Qingsi up. âWell. Doing... what I love doing! Canât you see? My own mother loves me. She knows how exhausting itâs been for me to be on a business trip for so many days, so she... gave us some alone time to do something on the bed.â
Without waiting for Yan Qingsi to speak, Yue Tingfeng picked her up and padded up the stairs.
Yan Qingsi thought that Yue Tingfeng was planning to pounce on her. Instead, he held her after he showered, laid in her arms, and fell asleep.
This made Yan Qingsi a bit surprised. âYou...â
Yue Tingfeng snuggled down Yan Qingsiâs chest. âSleep, I just want to hug you. I havenât seen you for a few days. I miss you already.â
Yan Qingsiâs heart softened. âBut...â
âI know you miss me too, you donât have to say it.â
Yan Qingsi laughed. âI wanted to say... that I havenât bathed.â
Yue Tingfeng lifted his head and kissed Yan Qingsiâs chin. âItâs fine, I donât mind. Sleep baby, if you really want some hanky-panky, I wonât refuse.â
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