Lure your wife into your arms: Mysterious husband is the richest man

Chapter 540: Who is the mistress?
After a week of recuperation in the hospital, Lu Jingchen's body recovered more than half, and he could walk normally except for strenuous exercise.

Jiang Wan went through the discharge procedures for him and sent him home, but instead of going back to his big house, she just wanted to go back to her small apartment.

She had no choice but to drive him there.

She placed his daily necessities and came out of the bathroom to see him sitting on the sofa staring at the computer and busy working.

She lowered her eyelids in surprise. He was like this in the hospital, a complete workaholic.

It's okay not to do this. After all, he has the entire Lu Group on his shoulders, and... and he is no longer planning to marry the Chen family, so he will naturally have to work harder.

Thinking of this, she blinked her eyes and lowered her eyelids, walked to him and told him, "You are in good health, don't work too hard, just rest for a while if you are tired."

Because of her concern, the man's cold face smiled. His big hands grasped her slender wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Wan was caught off guard and screamed. He wanted to struggle, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he said helplessly, "Let go."

The man's big hands hugged her slender waist tightly, with no intention of letting go. He buried his chin in the hair on his shoulders, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and sighed, "Let me hold her for a while."

The man's voice was pitiful. Jiang Wan softened her heart and lowered her arm against his chest, "It won't take too long, I still have to go to work." Because she took care of him, she couldn't work overtime during this period, and she fell behind a lot at work. , I have to go back and catch up.

"Wanwan, you still care about me, right?" Lu Jingchen looked up at her, his dark pupils filled with expectation and prayer.

Although she was no longer tit-for-tat with him, sarcastic, and as docile as a sheep, he didn't feel that the two of them were getting closer, but rather that they were drifting apart.

He was afraid, he panicked, and didn't know what to do. He could only hold her to confirm over and over again.

Jiang Wan looked at his fragile and pale body, raised his hand to touch it, and nodded, "Yes."

Lu Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, loosened his grip on her slim waist a little, raised his hand, pressed the back of her head and let her lean on his chest.

Jiang Wan closed her eyes tightly as she listened to the man's firm and powerful heartbeat.
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Jiang Wan started busy when he arrived at the company, and didn't take a breath until two o'clock in the afternoon.

She took the water cup to the tea room, unscrewed the lid and went to collect the water. Suddenly, an unpleasant pungent perfume smell came over her. A coldness flashed in her eyes, and she knew who was coming without even raising her eyes.

Han Yue glanced at her, sneered mockingly, and said to the little follower beside her, "Let's go."

"What? You're not picking up the water?" "You're not picking up the water. It's bad luck."

The follower glanced at Jiang Wan, curled his lips and nodded, "It's indeed quite unlucky."

As if she didn't hear anything, she calmly took the water glass and biscuits to the table not far away.

Han Yue punched the cotton and became more and more angry. She stretched out her foot to trip her, but she stepped on her toe hard.

Her anger broke out instantly. She pointed at Jiang Wan and scolded, "Are you sick? Apologize to me!"

She looked at her coldly, "You deserve it!"

"You!" She raised her hand to hit her, but stopped when she saw the water glass and biscuits in her hand. She was afraid that she would splash her or hit her with the biscuit plate. This woman was ruthless and would definitely do it.

She angrily pointed at her nose and yelled, "You're a mistress, what are you pretending to be? You're such a shameless thing, so disgusting."

With a stinging pain in her heart, Jiang Wan glared at her with cold eyes, "Who do you think is San?"

Han Yue was scared, but with so many people watching, she could only be tough, "I, I just said, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Wan slammed the plate of biscuits on her head.

The biscuit was broken into pieces and got into her hair and clothes.

She was so angry that she almost went crazy and wanted to rush over and beat her up, but when she saw her cold eyes, she was frightened and stopped.

damn it!She couldn't beat her.

Jiang Wan snorted coldly, turned around, took another plate of biscuits and left.

She sat in the corner and ate her afternoon tea. Although the biscuits tasted sweet and delicious in her mouth, she felt bitter in her heart.

Even if she comes first, first to last, it doesn't change the fact that she is the mistress.

(End of this chapter)