Chapter 113 (1/2)

Ye Qing Xin looks at him: “You, you bring ….. this from Jing City?”

He is too calculating.

Jing Bo Yuan takes the wet clothes from her and throws it to the side. He pulls her to face him and carries her up to sit on the washstand. He moves closer to kiss Ye Qing Xin: “Today I ordered the butler to buy it.”

Ye Qing Xin pushes his face with great effort. She says, “My, my period is not yet done…..”

Jing Bo Yuan watches her: “Xin Xin, in front of me, don’t lie.” He then presses her again.

Ye Qing Xin says: “Bo Yuan… my waist….. in pain…..”

Jing Bo Yuan looks at her then kisses her until she is stupefied and forgets about her pain. But suddenly she remembers about that set of emerald jewelry. He said that he wants to give it to someone else. He is so mysterious. She is unhappy about it.

Jing Bo Yuan let her go to open the c*nd*m.

Ye QIng Xin pouts and says to him: “You haven’t told me, who will you give that set of emerald jewelry..”

The butler bought a smaller size that his usual size.

Jing Bo Yuan looks at her: “I’m forget that you are in safe period.”

He just throws it away and holds her.

“Who is it for? If you don’t tell me then today don’t think about it….”

Jing Bo Yuan looks at her hands on his chest, then he narrows his eyes. His voice is calm and dangerous: “You have big guts now?”

In the next moment, Jing Bo Yuan hugs her. She still wants to resist him but he says in the next moment: “My grandma loves emerald.”

It’s an explanation for her.

After a while.

Jing Bo Yuan stops again and and looks at her. “Xin Xin, today you said that you haven’t agreed to marry me, you are not my fiancee?”

Ye Qing Xin just realizes his question after a while.

Previously she said it because he never proposes toward her so she never agrees to it.

She bits her lips and says unhappily: “I am not saying it wrongly.”

Jing Bo Yuan suddenly says: “I’ll give you one more chance, are you my fiancee?”

Ye Qing Xin: .”………”

The next morning. It’s late in the morning.

Ye Qing Xin wakes up and notices Jing Bo Yuan is not in the room. His side of bed is cold. She could feel the trace of their last intimate moment in the air. She watches the ceiling for a moment and recalls what happened last night.

Jing Bo Yuan unexpectedly …. used that moment, used that kind of method to force her to promise to marry him. Force her to admit that she is his fiancee.

Last night on the auction, she feels that Jing Bo Yuan was calm and collected. She didn’t expect that he planned everything.

This man…. simply…..

Why other men’s proposal are full of fresh flower balloon, they go down on one knee, give a ring. It’s romantic and moved.

But hers…..

She covers her head to cover her face, but the sulking in her heart doesn’t go away.

After a long time.

Ye Qing Xin sits up. The time she moves, her lower body is in pain.

She thinks about how ruthless Jing Bo Yuan last night, Ye Qing Xin bits her lips and her face blushes.

After the first time and she fall ill, the doctor had advised Jing Bo Yuan to be more controlling about this, but looking at his state, he might not know how to write controlling.

Ye Qing Xin moves her body and takes a hot shower to relax her body.

She looks at the towel rack and notices a small and big underwear on it. Ye Qing Xin smiles, it should be Jing Bo Yuan that washed it.

Her bad mood starts to disappear.

It seems that she needs to talk to her not only about his habit of tearing her clothes but also about her pain in waist part.

She finishes her shower and opens the bedroom door. Two maids welcome her.

They both greet her: “Mrs Good morning. The breakfast is ready, do you want to eat it now?”

Ye Qing Xin nods.

The maids bring her to the dining room.

The time that she is downstairs, one of the maid says: “Madame, someone called Mr Qu has been waiting for you at the living room for about an hour. He said that he is bringing something for you.”

Ye Qing Xin frowns: “Mr Qu?”

She doesn’t know anyone with family name Qu.

The maid smiles: “Yes, Mrs. Before Mister went to work today, he told that there’ll be Mr Qu come over to give you something.”

Ye Qing Xin thinks about it and realizes it should be someone that will give her money and the set of emerald jewelry.

Eighty million five hundred thousand……..

Ye Qing Xin’s eyes turn bright. She keeps calm and smiles. “Bring me to the living room. Don’t let the guests wait for a long time.”

Now she is Mrs Jing, she should act according to her position now. She doesn’t want to embarrass him.

“I cannot do that Mrs. Mister told us before that you need to get up and have a breakfast first before meeting him.”

Ye Qing Xin stops and looks at the maid: “if, I really want to meet the guest first?”

The maid bows her head and says politely: “Mister had instructed it before. Madame should have breakfast first. Please Madame, don’t make thing hard for us.”

Ye Qing Xin: “…..”

She suddenly feels that she is lower than Jing Bo Yuan.

She goes to the dining room and sits down. She is not really having a good appetite. She feels in this situation she likes a rich man’s canary…….

The time she is finished, the maid brings her to the living room.

They passes a long path. She looks at both of sides of the walls, which are decorated with oil paintings. Suddenly she notices a familiar oil painting, it’s an Arabic palace with several naked women, who are taking bath.

Ye Qing Xin remembers this painting. Last time during the class, the professor introduces this painting. It’s nineteen century French famous painter of Jean-Leon Gerome, Terrace of Seraglio. Ye Qing Xin stops and looks at it. She feels that this picture looks really good imitation. It looks really real.

She praises this: “This painting is really good.”

The butler appears and smiles toward Ye Qing Xin: “Mister doesn’t like art forgery.”

Ye Qing Xin is startled and just responds.

Her eyes turn big and sees looks at the painting.

She asks: “Just hang it like that, shouldn’t he be afraid that this will be stolen?”

The butler smiles: “Please Madame, trust on our security system.”

Ye Qing Xin: “….. what if being stolen by a spirit?”