The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Shen Jingjue's eyes were suddenly stunned.

In fact, he noticed that the little woman was in a bad mood when she came in.

Hearing her ask this, he couldn't help but feel flustered. He wrapped his strong arms around Tang Qiao'er's slender waist, the muscles in his shoulders and neck bulged, and his hot palms gently rubbed her lower abdomen:

"Qiao'er, what happened? Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"I was shocked. I, I..." Tang Qiaoer's innocent little face was full of sorrow.

"If you don't want to talk, don't talk. Even if we are lovers or husband and wife, don't force it."

Shen Jingjue realized something and hugged her tighter, resting his chin on her shoulder, rubbing it lovingly, "My Qiaoer, you will always have a high degree of freedom and self-identity.

Even if we are lovers, husband and wife, you still have the right to keep your little secrets. I will never interfere or ask about it. "

Such consideration made Tang Qiaoer's eyes red. She turned around and threw herself into the man's arms, sobbing.

She was worried about others and she didn't trust them, but she had complete faith in him.

If she couldn't even tell her true feelings, she would be so suffocated that she would want to kill herself.

"Qiao'er, don't cry..." Shen Jingjue's voice became hoarse with anxiety, and he comforted her softly.

He patted her trembling back at a loss, but did not dare to ask further questions.

"I was shocked. I accidentally saw a red-headed document in my brother-in-law's study... There was a female agent named Bai Yi on it who had been on the run for more than 30 years... Whether it was her age or her experience, it reminded me of my mother."

Tang Qiaoer buried her tear-soaked face in the man's chest. His white shirt and his heart were soaked. "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the woman named Bai Yi... is my mother!"

Shen Jingjue's eyes widened, and the big hand pressing on her waist tightened slightly.

Tang Qiaoer's body trembled slightly, and her soft voice was filled with lovable sobbing:

"Before, Dad was very secretive about my mother's identity. Aunt Min also said that my mother was picked up by Tang Qianhai at the beach. Everything... is inextricably linked to my mother.

Could it be that...she really is..."

"Qiao'er, if that Ms. Bai is really your mother, what would you want to do?" Shen Jingjue leaned over to her ear, his voice low, magnetic, warm and very soothing.

"Investigate the truth!"

Tang Qiaoer raised her face, which was white and tender due to being soaked with tears, and met the man's deep eyes with her burning eyes.

Still so tenacious and unyielding, he was determined to "investigate why a captain of the Royal Guard would become a traitorous spy, be sentenced to death, and be wanted worldwide!"

Shen Jing felt his heart tremble, and hugged her tightly again, speaking each word in a deep voice:

"Okay, wait until we settle our grudge with Xie Jinhuan. I will accompany you to investigate the truth together!"

"And one more thing."

The man looked confused, "What?"

"Once this matter is over, shouldn't you... change your words like Brother Suifeng did?" Tang Qiaoer pursed her soft pink lips, and her cheeks instantly turned red.

Shen Jing felt a surge of heat in his chest, his blood was boiling, his eye sockets were filled with excitement, and his thin lips trembled again and again.

After a while, he held the little woman's fingers tightly, tears in his eyes, and spoke clumsily and hoarsely:

"Qiao'er, thank you for waiting for me... Thank you for giving me another chance."

In the end, the two of them enjoyed a tub of warm bath water together.

Maybe it was because of the busy day and the planning over the past few days, he was nervous.

The romantic couple was playing in the water. Before Shen Jingjue could please her, the little woman rested her head on his well-defined chest muscles and fell asleep exhaustedly without realizing it.

……

The night is melting.

Shen Jingjue wiped Tang Qiaoer's body, put on a comfortable silk nightgown for her, picked her up sideways, gently put her on the bed, and tucked in the quilt for her.

Now he has become a caring and considerate husband who takes very good care of his lover.

His hands were clearly covered with calluses from the vicissitudes of life. He had fought in military academy, fought on the battlefield, and won the business world without a single drop of blood, but he could treat Tang Qiaoer in the most gentle way.

During the whole process, he didn't wake her up at all.

The little woman slept soundly, with a comfortable moan coming from her nose from time to time.

How tempting.

Shen Jingjue's Adam's apple rolled. He leaned down, caressing her black hair, kissing her forehead and her lips.

Then he left the room and went out onto the balcony.

It is already the end of December. It is already the middle of winter in Shengjing, but it is the most comfortable season in Sen Country. The evening breeze is blowing and the air is moist and warm.

Shen Jingjue pondered over Tang Qiaoer's words, his eyes dark. He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Shit! Am I seeing things?!"

When the phone was picked up, a man's excited voice came from the other end, "Shen Jingjue, do you still remember me?!"

Shen Jingjue took a deep breath, his voice filled with helplessness and guilt:

"I'm sorry that I just contacted you after all these years. It was indeed abrupt and rude."

"Stop it, brother. Don't say such unorthodox things. For all these years, I have never deleted your number. I have been waiting for you to contact me again one day. I bet you have never forgotten me as your friend."

The man on the other end softened his tone, his voice choked, “Back then, we were soldiers in the peacekeeping force, from different countries, but we fought side by side, breaking the limitations of nationality and age, and forged a deep friendship on the battlefield.

Whenever I think of that time, I still feel my blood boiling. It is deeply engraved in my bones and blood, and I will never forget it. "

"I won't forget it either. I've never forgotten it." Shen Jingjue's knuckles turned white as he gripped the railing, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"But that battle was extremely brutal, and we all lost good friends on the team."

The man's voice was gloomy and hoarse. "Not only that, we also suffered from severe PTSD. I, in particular, couldn't even live a normal life for a long, long time."

Shen Jingjue drooped his eyelids and his breathing became choked and heavy.

No one can get used to death.

It took him three full years to gradually come out of the shadow of the intense shock and pain that came with the deaths of so many people he knew, one after another.

During this period, they had no contact. One lived in Shengjing, and the other lived in Senguo.

It’s not that Shen Jingjue didn’t want to, but he was afraid of disturbing his rehabilitation, and afraid that his appearance would bring back memories that he couldn’t bear to recall.

"Anyway, it's all over."

Shen Jingjue curled his lips in relief, "When I heard your voice, it was exactly the same as before, I knew that you had successfully come out of it."

"We are not ordinary people, but soldiers with outstanding achievements!" the man was quite proud.

"I am no longer that. I am just a businessman, an ordinary, ordinary husband." Shen Jingjue's eyes were filled with tears.

"Yoyo! You're married?! You didn't even tell me such a big thing?"

Shen Jingjue's handsome face was covered with smile lines, and he was filled with happiness. "Not yet, but soon. If I invite you to the wedding, will you come?"

"Of course! You have to swim over from Sen Country too!"

The man suddenly asked curiously, "Is the girl you marry the little white dove you've been thinking about?!"