Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Hanging Up on Her Call
“Invite me out? Hehe, sure…” Ye Shu’s words hadn’t finished, when Sheng Shaochen snatched the phone away, hung up directly, and tossed it aside.
This damn little thing, in the dead of night, with her husband right beside her, still daring to make dates with other men?
The whole car was filled with a suffocating, terrifying rage.
On the driver’s seat, Guan Jiu’s dark face turned deathly pale with fright.
Just then, they hit a speed bump, and the car jolted slightly.
The drunken Ye Shu, lurching from side to side, happened to hit her little head on the car door, wincing in pain.
Her small hand forcefully rubbed her forehead, looking pitifully endearing.
Sheng Shaochen’s expression grew even darker, his tone cold enough to freeze someone to death, “Guan Jiu, are you prepared to go back and receive your resignation letter?”
“Young, Young Master, I’m sorry, I…”
Guan Jiu was so frightened he couldn’t speak properly, feeling as though a giant wok was smashing down on his head, ready to crush this poor old driver for no reason at all.
He prayed in his heart: Young Lady, please quit drinking soon; it might cost someone their life.
When they arrived at Shengjing Garden.
The moment Guan Jiu parked the car, he fled as if escaping.
Sheng Shaochen lifted Ye Shu out of the car, and the little thing was still fussing and complaining.
She looked like a small animal that had been pitifully bullied.
Her doe-like eyes brimmed with tears.
He had only chided her a little, not even really scolding her, and this little one was crying ?
Sheng Shaochen reached out, wiping the tears from her cheeks, feeling the frustration in his chest grow even more constricted.
He carried his little kitten up the stairs in a sullen mood.
No sooner had he set her down, without even calling a servant to attend to this little ancestor, did the little lady clamor for a bath.
She said she felt dirty and couldn’t sleep.
Sheng Shaochen’s face fell further.
Could this woman not give him a moment’s peace, “Don’t you know that you mustn’t bathe after getting drunk?”
His angry voice, heavy with rebuke, echoed in the air.
The drunken Ye Shu was taken aback.
The feeling of inexplicable grievance made her cry out.
Like a child wrongly accused and scolded by an adult, she protested, “The Sheng Ancestor is a devil, whining, making the most twisted and evil arguments!”
“…” Was this still the Ye Shu he knew?
Why did he feel like he’d brought home a counterfeit?
This little one, when drunk, was really full of surprises!
With her tolerance for alcohol, if she didn’t quit drinking, who knew how much trouble she would get into in the future!
Sheng Shaochen immediately set up his phone on the table, intending to record her current state in detail.
He planned to have her take a good look at her drunken embarrassment when she was sober, to force her to quit drinking for good.
As Sheng Shaochen found the right angle to record, the little one, like a schoolchild, raised her hand, “Report to my husband, I want water…”
Ah… What was this, marrying a wife, or adopting an ancestor?
But, the wife he had married, he had to spoil and dote on even if it meant kneeling.
Meanwhile, in Han City!
Inside a VIP ward of Noble Hospital.
A frail and beautiful figure lay trapped in the hospital bed.
The woman’s face was pale, her fingers trembling as she desperately swiped on her cellphone.
Against the light, you could see a glimmer of suppressed indignation in her eyes, her long lashes trembling fiercely from emotion.
Ye Shu, Ye Shu… What right did this woman have to monopolize her Brother Chen, to hang up her phone?