The Domineering Chief Dotes on His Wife

Lin Jiaran didn’t know how big their chips were, but when it was over, Mo Shaobai counted his chips with his teeth bared, and couldn’t hide his laughter.

On the way back.

"I'm not that squeamish. You shouldn't say those things. If you say that, people will have to stay three meters away from me when they see me in the future?" She knew the times and the occasion. She didn't state her position right there and then because she didn't want people to think they had any ulterior motives.

"I'm squeamish. I can't stand anyone touching you."

"..."

"Lu Jingshen, you're not a yandere, are you?"

"No." Her conditioned reflex just now made him realize that she subconsciously did not accept it in her heart. That's why he said that she was not complaining just because someone touched her casually. She would be alert to anything that was not good for her.

After returning to Yakeju, Lu Jingshen called Mo Shaobai in the study on the second floor.

"Are you here to collect debts?" Mo Shaobai said unconfidently while lying on the bed and looking at the phone call from Lu Jingshen.

"Maybe something happened. He called three times. If you don't answer, he will come to our house soon!" Xia Lin said while sitting in front of the dressing table and applying a facial mask.

"What you said makes sense. Lu Jingshen can really do this!"

"Give the phone to Xia Lin!" Lu Jingshen said quickly after Mo Shaobai swiped the phone.

"No, Brother Shen, I don't even dare to mention your wife in front of you. Do you think it's appropriate for you to call me late at night and look for my wife so blatantly?" Mo Shaobai deliberately joked.

"I have no interest in her. I just want to ask her something."

"The freeloader is looking for you!"

"Looking for me?" Xia Lin pointed at himself and asked uncertainly.

"...Husband, I didn't provoke him, didn't he agree to go today..." Xia Lin was stunned when she heard that Lu Jingshen was looking for her. Usually, when there was a party organized by Lu Jingshen, she and Qin Zheng would be asked not to go. However, Lu Jingshen seldom appeared at any party.

"It's okay. He's afraid of his wife, too."

"...I'm Xia Lin." Xia Lin took Mo Shaobai's phone nervously, sat on the bed and spoke.

"How well did you know each other?"

"us?"

"How well did you and my wife know each other?"

"It's OK. We used to have a common piano tutor and our two families live very close to each other."

"How does her stepmother treat her? Have you heard anything about her family or her adoption?" Lu Jingshen sat in front of the desk in the study, his eyes tense.

"Not very good. Anyway, since her stepmother came into the house, she rarely came out. Later, after she didn't come to the piano class, we rarely met and contacted each other."

"I also heard that her stepmother abandoned her in the countryside for a long time because her child was gone, and then she never returned to Jincheng. I only met her once a few years ago and found out that she had changed her last name."

"She has learned piano before?" He had never seen or heard about the fact that Lin Jiaran could play the piano, but he knew clearly that what she hated most was playing the piano.

"She has studied and is extremely talented. According to our teacher at the time, she could become a future piano star."

"Thank you, but regarding our conversation tonight, I hope you won't tell anyone and let her know that I'm asking about her past."

Lu Jingshen hung up the phone first.

"When did you two have a common topic? Who were you discussing just now?" Mo Shaobai took his phone and asked inquiringly. It was not that he thought there was any relationship between the two of them, but Lu Jingshen's usual style was that he would not take the initiative to chat with a woman for so long.

"Shen Jiaran."

"No, it's Lin Jiaran. Do you know what Lu Jingshen said to me at the end?"

Mo Shaobai shook his head. He didn't even hear the specific content of their conversation.

"He actually thanked me." Xia Lin exclaimed.

"It's rare to hear him say thank you."

"What did you just say about Shen Jiaran and Lin Jiaran? By the way, what about you saying last night that you were neighbors?"

"There is a little girl next door to my house who is abused by her stepmother. On the surface, she acts very well and everyone thinks she is the best stepmother. But behind her back, she hates people to the core and kills other people's dreams and cuts off their future."

"Why do I feel like you're feeling aggrieved when you say that? How does that conflict with the question I asked?" Mo Shaobai still didn't understand.

"That little girl is Lin Jiaran. Her little finger was disabled at a young age and cannot be straightened or bent. She plays the piano very well. At the age of five, she could play an octave accurately. I couldn't do that even at the age of nine."

"I think it's a pity that she didn't get to continue playing the piano. Besides, it's still unclear whether her stepmother was pregnant at the time. I guess Lin Jiaran was the one who took the blame for the murder."

"How did he commit the murder? Is there anyone in this world more cruel than that freeloader who doesn't recognize any relatives?" Mo Shaobai listened with great interest. He immediately took Xia Lin's hand and lay next to him so that he could gossip about him from a close distance.

"I told you not to tell Lu Jingshen." Xia Lin said as she adjusted her facial mask.

"What do I say to the white-collar monster about the boudoir?"

"I heard about it, but I'm not sure if it was true or not, but it was widely circulated at the time."

"Can you speak faster?" Mo Shaobai felt annoyed and urged.

"I heard that after Lin Jiaran was sent to the countryside, she was buried alive in the mountains. She was saved by a few passers-by who went to the mountains and reported the case."

"Fuck! Is her stepmother still alive?"

"She's alive. It wasn't her stepmother who did it. Although I heard that she had something to do with it, there was no direct evidence to prove that she was the mastermind. The two men who took action later were put in jail."

"Where did you hear this rumor?"

"I also heard my parents whispering in the room."

"Then it might be true!"

"...Tsk, I've seen murder, arson, and kidnapping of children, but I've never seen anyone buried alive. Her stepmother is really crueler than a freeloader!!" Mo Shaobai sighed repeatedly and compared himself to Lu Jingshen.

"I was wondering why the freeloader suddenly showed mercy and deliberately lost money today. Turns out there is a reason!"

"Isn't it because Lin Jiaran doesn't know how to play mahjong that she lost?"

"That's the first reason. The second reason is that he just asked you about something. I know him too well. Otherwise, how could he be so rich? That's all the savings he saved from squeezing us out!"

"He has a rich family background and still needs to be exploited?"

"The money that the freeloader uses is all earned by himself."

"Why does he care so much about Lin Jiaran? We are in an alliance marriage and I have never seen you care about me."

"How long have we known each other?"

"Probably less than two years."

"Their marriage is based on love, ours is based on material. Besides, they have known each other for more than ten years, while we have only known each other for two years. How can we compare?" Mo Shaobai said.

"Are you saying that Lin Jiaran likes Lu Jingshen?"

"That's the opposite!"

"However, you have known Lin Jiaran since childhood. Does she have any childhood sweetheart?" Mo Shaobai suddenly said again.

"Have not heard."

"I still want to annoy the freeloaders, but it seems that I can't do it anymore."

"..."

As soon as Lu Jingshen came out of the study and returned to the third floor, his cell phone rang.

"In exchange for a half-month vacation, I can tell you a piece of news." It was sent by Mo Shaobai.

"It's your wife's." Lu Jingshen was about to take back his phone and knock on Lin Jiaran's door.

"explain."

"Her left little finger is disabled and can't be straightened or bent. That's why she doesn't play the piano."

After reading the message, Lu Jingshen put his phone away, with an unknown emotion flashing in his eyes. Recalling the past, he remembered clearly that he was sitting next to her left hand and it was her left hand that Qin Zheng touched. He often saw her hands cupped and thought it was a subconscious action of hers, but he never thought that her fingers were injured.