Chapter 51 - 51 Don't Even Think About Sleeping Well Tonight
Billionaire’s Beloved Wife
51: Donât Even Think About Sleeping Well Tonightâ¦
51: Donât Even Think About Sleeping Well Tonightâ¦
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation Nan Yan struggled to turn her head, shifting her attention to avoid doing something she shouldnât be tempted to do.
The pain in her lower back gradually dissipated under the warm kneading of the large hand.
âItâs enough, brotherâ¦â Nan Yanâs voice was hoarse, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks.
If one could listen closely to her heart, they would hear that it was racing.
Qin Lu withdrew his hand, his palm still carrying the soft touch unique to a girlâs body.
Straightening up, Qin Lu naturally pinched her cheek and gently reminded her, âLittle one, from now on, drink a glass of milk before going to bed.â âWhy?â Nan Yan temporarily lacked the courage to look at him and lowered her gaze.
âMuscle cramps are a sign of calcium deficiency.
Drinking some milk will help replenish calcium.â âOhâ¦â Under Qin Luâs gaze, even though she didnât look at his face, Nan Yan felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
She instinctively moved back into the couch, gripping her clothes tightly.
Her mind was filled with Qin Luâs enchanting face.
Who could resist this?
If she werenât a bit afraid of him, she would definitely pounce on him!
Qin Lu picked up his own laptop, raising his hand to pat Nan Yanâs head.
âLittle one, itâs getting late.
Go to bed early.â Nan Yan bit her lip, blinked her eyes, and innocently said, âOkay, goodnight, brother.â âGoodnight.â Qin Lu left.
But his presence still lingered in the room.
The strong scent of alcohol, even though Nan Yan hadnât touched a drop, gave her a slightly intoxicated feeling.
She touched her face with her hand.
Yep, itâs quite warm.
Nan Yan rubbed her face, went to the water dispenser to pour two glasses of cold water, cooling down her body temperature, and prepared to go to sleep.
An hour later, she lifted the blanket and covered her nose as she rushed into the bathroom.
Two drops of bright red nosebleed stained the bedsheet.
She rinsed her forehead and the bridge of her nose with cold water at the sink, stopping the bleeding.
Nan Yan looked at her slightly disheveled appearance in the mirror and sighed.
She wouldnât be able to sleep well tonightâ¦
# The next day, Nan Yan decisively slept in until around ten in the morning.
There were a few messages on her silent phone.
From Shen Junqing.
From Qin Lu.
And from Qin Luâs grandmother.
Nan Yan held the blanket, lying in bed as she read through them once, replying to each message.
She tossed her phone on the bed and prepared to freshen up.
Just as she sat up, she noticed her phone lighting up with a call from Shen Junqing.
The sexy and charming magnetic voice came through the earpiece, âNan Yan, just woke up?â âYeah, whatâs up?â Nan Yan tousled her messy long hair and casually glanced around, noticing the faint bloodstains on the bedsheet from her nosebleed the previous night, causing her expression to freeze.
Would it be awkward when someone came to change the bedsheets?
âYou donât have classes today, right?
Brother wants to treat you to a meal.â âNah, I have something to do, no time.â She would figure out a way later to clean up the bloodstains.
âOh, how about dinner then?â âWeâll talk about it laterâ¦â âOkay, brother will contact you in the afternoon.â After hanging up, Nan Yan went to fetch a basin of water, used it to clean the bloodstains on the bedsheets, and once they were less noticeable, she dried them with tissue paper.
After freshening up, Nan Yan packed her backpack, took her phone, and left the hotel.
First, she went to the real estate office to confirm the paperwork.
Knowing that the house procedures would be completed by Monday, Nan Yan went to the mall to buy some daily necessities.
The furnished house already had large furniture items; she just needed some small decorations and things she was accustomed to.
After making her selections, she paid for everything, leaving her phone number and name, so that on Monday afternoon, everything would be delivered to her new residential area.
The matter of the new house was almost settled, and Nan Yan planned to return to the hotel to have lunch with Qin Luâs grandmother.
Qin Lu wanted her to spend more time with his grandmother while she had the time, so she decided to accompany her more.
But before heading back, she first dealt with the few little tails following her.
Nan Yan carried her backpack and casually walked towards a less crowded street.
The people sent by Jiang Haobo had been following her all along.
They became excited when they saw her taking a secluded path.
If she had taken the main road, they wouldnât be able to make a move.
Who knew she was digging her own grave!
As they followed her inside, they found the place empty.
âWhere is she?â âShe came in, right?
Why isnât she here?â âShe probably ran away, hurry and chase her!â They hurriedly tried to catch up.
A cold voice echoed from behind them: âWho ran away?
Iâm right here waiting for you.â âYou discovered us long ago?â âWith such poor tracking skills, anyone but a blind person would have noticed.â Nan Yan slowly placed her backpack and coat on the side of the road, rotated her wrist, and walked toward them.
âCome at me together, donât waste my time.â âDamn, so arrogant!â Feeling offended, the few of them laughed with disdain.
âSince youâre so ignorant of life and death, donât blame us for being impolite.â After all, Jiang Shaoâs intention was just to bring her to him.
Whether she ended up injured or not didnât matter.
Initially, because they found her attractive, they had considered treating her more gently, showing some compassion.
Now it seemed unnecessary.
But soon, they changed their minds.
After exchanging blows, they understood why this young girl in front of them dared to speak so arrogantly.
Noâ¦
It wasnât arrogance.
It was strength!
A few minutes later, all the men who had been tailing Nan Yan were lying on the ground, unable to muster the strength to stand up, screaming in pain.
âWho sent you?â No one answered.
Nan Yan calmly raised her foot and stepped on a manâs chest.
A gush of blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he fell into a deep coma.
Avoiding the blood on the ground, she walked towards the next person.
âI donât have much patience.
One question, donât make me ask the second time.â âItâ¦
it was Jiang Haobo!â Terrified by Nan Yanâs ruthless actions, the man immediately betrayed Jiang Haobo.
âHe ordered us to capture you.
We were just following orders, please, spare our livesâ¦â âJiang Haoboâ¦â Nan Yan felt that the name sounded familiar.
She frowned and tried to recall.
It was the person who lost to Shen Junqing in that land deal, right?
Thanks to him, she made 150 million.
Nan Yanâs eyes darkened.
âGo back and tell him not to do such despicable things and obediently hand over the land in the western part of the city to Third Young Master Shen.â âOtherwise, he wonât be able to bear the consequences.â âYes, yes, we understand.
Please, spare us, we wonât dare anymore.â The several grown men pleaded for mercy, crying and begging.
Leaving those words behind, Nan Yan no longer paid attention to them and picked up her coat and bag from the side of the road, leaving the scene.
Just as she hadnât walked far, she saw a crowd gathered, with someone shouting to call for an ambulance and the police.
Nan Yan paused and walked towards the crowd.
In the midst of the crowd was a young girl, around seventeen or eighteen years old, similar in age to her current body.
She lay on the ground with a pale complexion, in a critical condition.
Nan Yan pushed through the crowd and walked up: âI know medicine, I can save her.â