Chapter 434: The Lover's Ability (Extra Update 7)

On the fourth day of Jiang Lai's recovery, color had returned to her face, her spirit and vigor were back, her bodily soreness had eased, but the kiss marks on her neck and thighs had not faded.

Fortunately, she usually wore high-necked undershirts and long pants or skirts, so going out wouldn't reveal anything.

Jiang Lai could temporarily set aside her work at the Ke Clan, but she couldn't skip school; Ke Zhongyu had always respected her in this regard, his only demand being that she follow him.

Ke Zhongyu was like a clingy big dog.

The only difference from the big-deer little calf that sees Jiang Lai is that the calf can pounce on her in public, kissing and licking, while Ke Zhongyu does so only where no one is around—but not completely deserted.

For example, inside a car in the underground parking lot.

For example, Jiang Lai's independent office at A Da.

In such places, someone might pass by or knock on the door at any time; Jiang Lai always tells him to calm down, and Ke Zhongyu, leaning to her ear, says, "Just a kiss, you're not better yet."

Actually Jiang Lai felt she was fine, but she really couldn't handle Ke Zhongyu's stubborn vigor.

Jiang Lai gently pushed his face away, not letting him kiss her: "I'm going to class; don't come listen, wait for me here."

If Ke Zhongyu were a dog, he'd be an obedient one that still barks a few times.

He sat in the chair, lifted his eyes to Jiang Lai, and asked, "A golden house to hide a beauty?"

"A beauty?" Jiang Lai thought he was outright fierce.

Ke Zhongyu chuckled lightly, gesturing for her to go.

Jiang Lai left the office; Ke Zhongyu first called a jewelry designer, stating his needs and timing, then dialed Assistant Zhou's number.

"Finished the interrogation?"

"All asked, and I have the numbers."

"I'll send Jiang Lai home, then come handle it."

The phone was hung up again.

Meanwhile he noticed Jiang Lai had again left her phone on the desk, torn between taking it or not.

He knows the password.

When Jiang Lai locked herself in the lab, she personally handed him her phone, allowing him to answer calls but not saying he could look at other things.

Saying he doesn't want to look at his girlfriend's phone is false.

Not fearing Jiang Lai's anger is also false.

In the end he chose not to look, opened Jiang Lai's office computer to handle company affairs, and left.

After Jiang Lai finished class and returned, she saw Ke Zhongyu still working earnestly, but the moment he saw her he stopped work, shut down the computer, rose, and said, "Go home and rest."

Jiang Lai: "You say stop and you just stop your work?"

Ke Zhongyu: "I told them I'd only handle an hour's work; if it can't be done in an hour, we'll talk about it at the company."

He walked over, lowered his head, and kissed her lips once.

Jiang Lai suspected Ke Zhongyu also suffered from skin hunger.

Getting into the car, Jiang Lai said, "Go to my place; I want to change clothes."

"I have your new clothes there," Ke Zhongyu felt this might not be enough to keep Jiang Lai, and added, "I'll fit you out with a wardrobe."

Jiang Lai had already guessed his cohabitation idea when he said he didn't want to sleep in separate beds, and she didn't expose it.

"Go change into something else."

"What else?"

Jiang Lai tilted her head at Ke Zhongyu, wondering how to say it.

After Ke Zhongyu understood her gaze, he didn't continue the topic; merely, after seeing Jiang Lai home, on the way to the company he called Secretary Guan to empty out a lingerie store in the mall.

……

Jiang Lai returned to the bedroom; the first thing she noticed was the pot of orchids, the last bud also having bloomed.

In full bloom.

Jiang Lai took out her phone, snapped a picture, and sent it to Ke Zhongyu.

Upon receiving the picture, Ke Zhongyu's lips curled slightly; he was about to reply when a message popped up from the other side, telling him to park at the company before responding and to stay safe.

Ke Zhongyu drove the car to the roadside, stopped briefly for a minute, casually snapped a photo of the dashboard for Jiang Lai, indicating he hadn't replied while driving and that it was safe.

Jiang Lai laughed, didn't send another message, but instead scrolled through the messages she hadn't had time to reply to these past days.

For example, the concern of Professor Cheng, Xiao Qian, and Fu Youqing, and Fu Youlin's congratulations.

Most importantly, hurry and change clothes to go to Cui Zhai to cheer up the angry teacher's mother.

As expected, she got a scolding.

The teacher's mother poked her temple and said, "You could make Old Cui angry to death!"

Jiang Lai thought inwardly that would be great, but she didn't dare say it, fearing to make the teacher's mother even more displeased.

Uncle Deng also sighed beside her.

The press release news didn't feature Jiang Lai; calling again still got Ke Zhongyu on the line, so Wang Ruohua and Manager Deng knew Jiang Lai must be exhausted, thinking to let her rest first before scolding.

After that rest stretched into several days, they pondered it wasn't just exhaustion but illness.

One by one they hid it from them, making them both worried and angry.

Jiang Lai hastily linked arms with the teacher's mother, beginning to apologize: "Wrong, wrong, teacher's mother, I was wrong."

Wang Ruohua asked her, "Will you do this again next time?"

Jiang Lai stayed silent.

Wang Ruohua poked her temple again: "You're going to make me die of anger."

"No, teacher's mother." Jiang Lai gazed at the elderly teacher's mother, her heart warm, "How would I want to make you die of anger? I only wish you a long life, healthy and sound."

Wang Ruohua glared at her: "You've also learned how to cheer people up."

Since being together, Jiang Lai and Ke Zhongyu have changed greatly—more than her four-year marriage to Shen Xun could compare.

She watched Jiang Lai gradually become softer, feeling happy in her heart.

However, thinking of Ke Zhongyu made her a little angry: "Ke Zhongyu too, you didn't mention your illness at all, waiting until you got better to say it."

Jiang Lai: "My idea."

Wang Ruohua: "Really? You also took Ke Zhongyu's idea?"

Jiang Lai: "Possibly?"

Wang Ruohua pinched her cheek, then after letting go she was no longer angry, sighing: "I'm just an old bag of bones, don't always try to hide things from me; the day I die, you won't have anyone to say it to."

Jiang Lai couldn't bear it when the master's wife always said she would leave someday; every time she heard it, she felt heartbroken and couldn't help but cry out urgently: "Master's wife!"

"What's wrong? Everyone dies eventually!"

"Anyway, I'm leaving."

"Go on, go." Wang Ruohua reached out and pushed her.

Jiang Lai stood still, unmoving: "I've changed my mind, I'm not leaving."

Wang Ruohua laughed and scolded: "Dead girl!"

Jiang Lai followed with a smile, having lunch with the master's wife at Cui Zhai, then in the afternoon accompanied her for a walk in the courtyard, everywhere filled with the feeling of spring's arrival.

Wang Ruohua suddenly brought up the Gu family.

"I didn't want to mention it, for fear you'd be unhappy, but I have something to tell you so you'll have confidence in your heart and not fear them."

Jiang Lai looked at the master's wife.

"Old Cui and I have accumulated quite a bit of wealth over the years; after I pass a hundred years, half will be donated, half left for you."

"This was also Old Cui's intention; in the letter he left me back then, he also mentioned this, but I didn't finish telling you then, fearing you'd refuse outright; I'm saying it now so you won't be at a disadvantage when facing the Gu family, nor feel inferior when facing the Ke family."

"More importantly, you have changed greatly; you've learned to accept others' kindness toward you, no longer instinctively feeling it as pressure, producing an unconscious resistance you hardly notice; before, whoever treated you kindly even a little, you'd hate to repay them tenfold."

Jiang Lai now has the capacity to love, and thus can accept others' love for her.