Chapter 35 He didn’t bring a woman home

Her thin clothes were wet and clinging to her body, dripping water constantly. Jian Mo stood at the entrance, motionless, for fear of staining the luxurious carpet in Qin Cang's private villa and making him angry with his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She was desperate and had no other choice but Qin Cang, so naturally she didn't dare to offend him in the slightest.

The more Jian Mo carefully "pleases" like this, the more irritated the man becomes.

Is it worth being so lowly for those two bastards?

Qin Cang stood up, his eyes fell on the back of her bleeding hand, and he frowned: "Dirty and stupid."

"Mr. Qin, I can go out and wash myself, then come back." Jian Mo saw that his face was full of displeasure, she immediately spoke up and wrapped her bleeding hand with clothes.

Seeing her actions, Qin Cang became even more angry. The rain was mixed with blood, so he was not afraid of infection?

He rubbed his brows and ordered coldly: "Call a doctor over and take care of her."

Jian Mo shook her head and waved her hands: "Mr. Qin, don't bother me, I can..."

"Shut up." The man glanced at her with a domineering expression: "I'm afraid that you will die in my house, which will be bad luck."

After saying that, Qin Cang turned around and went upstairs.

The servant Zhang Ma poked her head out of the restaurant. The moment she saw Jian Mo, she called out in surprise: "Madam! It's really you!"

"I knew it was you when my husband called and asked you to come over!"

Qin Cang, who was going upstairs, paused slightly when he heard the name "Madam" and slowly turned his head to look down.

Jian Mo reacted faster, took two steps forward, took Zhang Ma's hand, and made a shushing gesture: "Don't call me that, I'm...not a wife anymore, Zhang Ma, just call me Xiao Mo."

"

Oh--

Qin Cang sneered silently, with a thin layer of anger on her face. She was quite self-aware and entered the study room unhappily.

Zhang's mother looked at Jian Mo's embarrassed appearance and felt heartbroken: "Hey, kid, stop standing stupidly at the door. Come in quickly and take a hot shower first. This wound also needs to be treated."

"good."

Jian Mo nodded heavily, tears welling up uncontrollably.

There has never been a moment when I felt so wronged.

Four years ago, she had just married Qin Cang. When she came to this private villa, it was Zhang Ma who was waiting for her.

Rather than a master-servant relationship, Zhang Ma is more like a mother to her, caring for her in every possible way.

Thinking about it now, when she left without saying a word, the person she felt most sorry for was not the Qin family or the Jian family, but Zhang Ma, who had been taking care of her.

"sorry……"

No matter how late it is, you still have to speak.

Zhang Ma also had red circles in her eyes and patted Jian Mo on the back: "What nonsense are you talking about? Just come back, just come back."

She led Jian Mo towards the room on the second floor.

The door was pushed open, Jian Mo's body froze again when she saw the big bed in the bedroom.

This... isn't this Qin Cang's master bedroom? It's almost the same as it was four years ago.

"Mama Zhang, I'll just go to the guest room. I've already been with Qin Cangli..."

A cold voice suddenly interrupted her: "Go to the guest room? It's so late, do you still need Zhang Ma to clean the guest room for you? Jian Mo, do you really treat Zhang Ma as your servant?"

"I...I didn't mean that." Jian Mo just thought it was really strange for her to live with Qin Cang in her current status.

The man glared at her coldly: "Since you don't mean that, then shut up and clean up quickly, like a scavenger."

Scavenger?

Where did he learn these adjectives?

Jian Mo was speechless, but she could only endure it.

She entered the bathroom and was greeted by the familiar smell of pomegranate.

This is……

A bathroom fragrance she bought four years ago? She subconsciously looked at the shelf, and sure enough, there was a small, red, square box on it. It was very new, and it had obviously been replaced not long ago.

Jian Mo was slightly startled. Doesn't Qin Cang hate these messy things the most? Why is there still this pomegranate-flavored aromatherapy?

Outside the door, Zhang Ma's voice came again: "Xiao Mo, the clean clothes are at the door. I'm going to hurry the doctor."

"After all these years, another woman finally came into this villa..."

She soaked her body in the bathtub and enjoyed the feeling of the warm water sliding over her body.

Zhang Ma's words seemed to have been "replayed" and kept ringing in Jian Mo's ears.

In the past four years, has Qin Cang not brought any other women back here?

Jian Mo felt a little inexplicably comfortable in her heart.

The next second, she immediately shook her head and warned herself repeatedly in her heart, Jian Mo, don't think about those messy things anymore, don't forget why you came here!

What's more, he is already getting married to Tang Ruxin. Do you want to be a mistress?

After soaking in the hot bath for a while, Jian Mo's thoughts became clearer. When she stood up from the bathtub, she discovered that the clothes Zhang's mother had given her were placed outside the bathroom door.

She knocked her head irritably. Why didn't she think of this when Zhang Ma was talking to her just now? But she couldn't just stay in the bathtub.

Jian Mo tiptoed out of the bathtub cautiously and wrapped a short towel around her body, exposing most of her top and bottom, giving her a somewhat "rejected yet welcome" feeling.

Forget it, Qin Cang wasn't in the bedroom anyway, so he rushed out and changed into clean clothes. The family doctor was probably coming soon.

The woman pushed open the bathroom door, stared in the direction of the big bed in the bedroom, and ran straight away.

"Jian Mo, the doctor is already here, why are you so slow, are you a snail? You..."

As Qin Cang spoke, he pushed open the bedroom door. His voice stopped abruptly when he saw Jian Mo.

"ah!"

The woman couldn't control herself and screamed nervously. After reacting, she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

The "bathrobe" that had not been fastened originally and had been held together by Jian Mo's hands fell down with a sound.

Under the slightly dim light, it was all white.

The white snow is also mixed with the untimely purple color, which is all Qin Cang's fault!

Jian Mo grabbed the bath towel in a panic, rushed into the bathroom, and put on her clothes in a hurry.

After changing her clothes, Jian Mo put her hand on the doorknob, and the scene just now flashed through her mind. It was a huge social death scene!

Jian Mo took her hand back, no, she couldn't go out now. If she went out, wouldn't she be facing Qin Cang? This would be too embarrassing.

The woman hesitated for a long time before opening the bathroom door. She hadn't come out for such a long time. Qin Cang must have left, right?

After coming out of the bathroom, Jian Mo looked directly in the direction of the door. She didn't see Qin Cang, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he was relieved, he heard Qin Cang's voice from behind him: "What? You don't want to see me so much?"

Jian Mo was so frightened that her body tensed up. She didn't know if she was too nervous, but she seemed to be able to feel Qin Cang's hot breath spraying on her neck.

"No..." She said with a sneer, but as soon as she said a word, Jian Mo felt that her body was suddenly suspended in the air.

She subconsciously hugged Qin Cang's neck and began to stutter when speaking: "Qin...Qin Cang, what are you going to do?"
Chapter completed!