Chapter 3: You Still Know How to Come Back?
But when he opened his contacts, the smile on his face vanished in an instant.
All the missed calls were from Jiang Ying.
Before driving home, Jiang Ying had told him to call her when he arrived.
She hadn’t received his call, and he wasn’t answering, realizing something was wrong, she rushed to the hospital.
Jiang Su’s disappointment was written all over his face. Jiang Ying felt both heartbroken and angry, “I called Huo Qingyan earlier, but he didn’t answer. He didn’t call you either, I don’t know where he went to fool around! He’s getting more and more excessive!”
Except for Jiang Su, no one in the Jiang family liked Huo Qingyan.
Jiang Ying became increasingly angry, but seeing Jiang Su’s pale face, she couldn’t bear to continue.
Jiang Su quietly defended Huo Qingyan, “He’s just busy with work.”
— Ding!
Jiang Ying’s phone beeped.
She glanced at her phone and couldn’t help but sneer.
She threw the phone in front of Jiang Su, “Is this what you call busy with work?”
The phone screen showed a newly released news article with a large, bold headline: “After Five Years, the Academic Power Couple Finally Reunites!!”
The accompanying picture was taken in a bar.
In the picture, Huo Qingyan and Lin Siyue were sitting side-by-side, Huo Qingyan leaning over to talk to Lin Siyue, with a slight smile on his face.
Jiang Su hadn’t seen that kind of smile before.
Jiang Su’s already pale face became even paler.
“When did Lin Siyue come back?” The circle was so small, and Jiang Ying knew Lin Siyue.
Jiang Su’s voice was hoarse, “At the auction last night, Huo Qingyan went with Lin Siyue.”
Jiang Ying was furious and rolled up her sleeves, ready for a fight, “Huo Qingyan actually brought his wild man in front of you? Does he think our Jiang family has no one?”
Jiang Su moved his lips, and after a few seconds, he spoke, “I’ll handle it, Second Sister.”
Jiang Ying snorted coldly, “Things have come to this point, handle what? Divorce!”
Jiang Su was silent for a moment, “I’ll go home and talk to him.”
Meaning he still didn’t want a divorce.
Jiang Ying took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and said softly, “I’ll call the doctor.”
The doctor came quickly.
Jiang Su’s car was of good quality, so he only suffered minor injuries: two abrasions on his forehead and a deeper wound on his forearm, requiring five stitches.
Jiang Ying wanted Jiang Su to stay in the hospital for observation, but she couldn’t persuade him, so she drove him home.
At the villa gate, Jiang Su got out of the car and smiled at Jiang Ying, “Second Sister, thank you for sending me back. I’ll go in now.”
Everything was covered in white, Jiang Su standing in the snow looked even cleaner and more refined, his smiling appearance quiet and gentle.
Jiang Ying inexplicably remembered a time when Jiang Su had lost an argument with her and secretly removed her car tires.
Jiang Su shouldn’t be like this.
“Call me if anything happens,” Jiang Ying was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would lose control and beat up Huo Qingyan. She hurriedly drove away.
Jiang Su watched Jiang Ying’s car disappear before turning to walk into the villa.
He had a wounded arm, and he entered the wrong password several times.
Suddenly…
A “click,” and the door was opened from the inside.
Huo Qingyan didn’t like crowds, so the villa didn’t have live-in servants, only regular cleaners.
Only he and Huo Qingyan lived in this villa.
The only person who would open the door at this time was Huo Qingyan, and a smile unconsciously appeared on Jiang Su’s face.
However, the smile was shattered in the next instant.
“You still know how to come back?”
Jiang Su looked up and met Huo Qingyan’s gloomy eyes.
A gust of wind blew, and Jiang Su shivered from the cold. Huo Qingyan saw it and turned to go inside with a sullen face.
Jiang Su followed him in. The heating in the room was turned up high, and he took off his coat as soon as he entered.
Just as he was about to hang up his coat, he felt Huo Qingyan looking at him. He turned his head and met Huo Qingyan’s icy gaze.
“Where were you last night?” Huo Qingyan’s tone was questioning.
Jiang Su had been in a car accident last night and his clothes were stained with blood. Jiang Ying knew he was a bit of a neat freak and had sent someone to deliver a new set of clothes for him to change into early in the morning.
Obviously, Huo Qingyan also noticed that his clothes were different from last night.
Jiang Su used to have many friends and frequently attended various dinners and parties before marriage. Huo Qingyan questioning him in this tone likely meant he thought he’d been out carousing last night.
“Don’t you already have your own answer?”
Huo Qingyan thought he’d been out carousing, even if he explained, Huo Qingyan wouldn’t believe him.
His words were tantamount to admitting it in Huo Qingyan’s eyes, “What did you promise me before?”
Huo Qingyan always kept his emotions hidden, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry from his expression and tone. At this moment, however, Jiang Su heard a hint of anger in his voice.
In an instant, the air pressure in the room seemed to drop.
It was normal for him to be angry, after all, before their marriage, he had told Jiang Su more than once that he hoped Jiang Su would be more stable and low-key after marriage, and not go out drinking and partying with his old friends.
Jiang Su listened to him, not only quitting the entertainment industry to become a teacher at school, but also cutting ties with most of his old friends over the past two years.
Huo Qingyan rarely got this angry. Jiang Su pursed his lips and replaced his explanation with, “I won’t do it again next time.”
Huo Qingyan’s expression softened slightly: “Make breakfast.”
Whenever he was home, Jiang Su would meticulously prepare breakfast for him; he was used to it.
Perhaps the effect of the medicine had worn off, the pain in Jiang Su’s arm was subtly throbbing. He didn’t show it and smiled, “Okay.”
…
Huo Qingyan noticed that Jiang Su was making breakfast much slower than usual.
So slow that he couldn’t help but go to the kitchen.
Hearing the movement behind him, Jiang Su turned around with a gentle tone, “It’ll be ready soon.”
Jiang Su hadn’t eaten dinner last night and then had a car accident and went to the hospital. His complexion wasn’t good, and now, enduring the pain while making breakfast, his face was as pale as paper.
Huo Qingyan frowned, “Did you stay up all night last night?”
He had been trained from a young age by his family with the standard of an heir, every minute and second planned. But he also knew some wealthy young masters played hard, often staying out all night, and he despised such wastrels.
Jiang Su’s movements paused before he said, “Breakfast is ready.”
Soon, Jiang Su brought the breakfast to the dining table.
Although they had been married for two years, they rarely ate breakfast face-to-face like this; he cherished it.
Only after finishing breakfast did Jiang Su ask about the news, “You and Lin Siyue…”
As soon as Huo Qingyan heard him mention Lin Siyue’s name, his face fell, “Is this never-ending?”
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