Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 675 - 195 Huang Wan’er: Chen 94, You PUA Me (10,000 Words Subscription Request)_6

Chapter 675 -195 Huang Wan’er: Chen 94, You PUA Me (10,000 Words Subscription Request)_6

Nan Batian roared in anger, his eyes full of resentment.

…

Chen Jie left Yelu Mansion while Zhao Ya was kept there by Yelu. Yelu Mansion’s finest room was vacated for Zhao Ya to live in, and she did not refuse.

After having his fill, Chen Jie left Yelu Mansion, thought for a moment, then directly turned and headed to South City. After last night’s battle, Wan’er must have already found out.

South City.

Huang Wan’er stood under a large plane tree, one hand supporting the tree, the other caressing her belly, her eyes filled with worry.

The city had been in turmoil last night, so she knew something had happened.

She hadn’t slept well all night, and this morning, Du Juan came back to report that last night Grandpa Chen, in collaboration with Yelu Mansion, had stormed the Fishing Guild Headquarters, and Nan Batian was driven out of Mianshui City.

Du Juan thought Huang Wan’er would be happy.

But to her surprise, Huang Wan’er’s expression showed a flash of worry, “Nan Batian actually didn’t die?”

Du Juan nodded.

Huang Wan’er became anxious. With so many people going after him, Nan Batian still didn’t die. This…

Knowing Nan Batian well, he was someone who sought revenge for the slightest grievance. He had escaped, definitely plotting revenge. When the time came, with Mr. Chen in the light, and Nan Batian in the dark, if a sneak attack happened, how would Mr. Chen cope!

Du Juan, seeing Huang Wan’er’s worried expression, said, “Madam, if Master Chen could defeat Nan Batian once, he can defeat him twice. There’s no need to worry so much.”

Huang Wan’er remained very worried.

So much so, she stood under the plane tree all morning.

By now, her belly was slightly bulging, although it was not very noticeable.

Then, Du Juan said, “Madam, I have prepared warm water for you to wash your feet. You haven’t slept all night; wash your feet, relieve the fatigue, and get a good sleep. Otherwise, even if you can bear it, the child in your belly might not.”

Huang Wan’er had initially wanted to refuse, but after hearing Du Juan’s words, she agreed with her suggestion.

She could disregard her own health, but she could not help but worry about the child’s health.

Thinking this, she entered the house, and Du Juan brought the warm water.

Huang Wan’er took off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of snow-white feet.

Placing them in the water, Du Juan gently placed the madam’s feet in the basin and softly massaged them, saying, “Madam, your feet are really beautiful.”

Huang Wan’er didn’t speak. Her feet indeed looked beautiful.

Beautifully shaped, with clear and orderly toes, none resembling any sort of bone protrusion.

The color of the feet was like white jade, the toes well-proportioned, like pretty beads.

Soaking her feet in the water, Huang Wan’er remained silent. Du Juan washed for a while and found that the madam was on the verge of dozing off after a sleepless night, struggling to keep her strength up.

Suddenly, as Huang Wan’er was about to fall, a large hand steadied her.

Startled, Huang Wan’er looked up and saw Chen Jie.

“Mr. Chen!”

Huang Wan’er said, and Chen Jie smiled, “Didn’t sleep all night?”

Huang Wan’er replied, “Couldn’t sleep.”

Chen Jie said, “It’s okay now, Nan Batian has already been driven away by me. No one will stop us from being together anymore. How about it, would you like to return to White Tiger Hall with me today?”

Huang Wan’er said, “No, Mr. Chen, I do not wish to go back. I am fine here.”

Huang Wan’er, touching her belly, said, “I just want to properly give birth to the child in my belly. I don’t want anything else now.”

Chen Jie slightly frowned, and Huang Wan’er said, “Mr. Chen, you haven’t eaten, have you? Du Juan, go prepare some food for Mr. Chen.”

Hearing this, Du Juan said, “Madam, let me dry your feet first before going.”

Chen Jie replied, “Go ahead, I’ll do it.”

Chen Jie squatted down, took the towel for drying feet, and lifted Huang Wan’er’s feet out of the basin.

Looking at these beautiful feet, Chen Jie’s face was full of astonishment. He wasn’t a fetishist, but these feet, they really looked like art pieces.

Huang Wan’er, feeling Chen Jie staring at her feet, a blush crept upon her face.

She felt more shy now than when her whole body was seen by Chen Jie.

Huang Wan’er lowered her head, trying to pull her feet out of Chen Jie’s hands, but he started to carefully play with them.

A strange, tingling sensation spread throughout her body.

Chen Jie looked up at her enraptured eyes and pulled out a gold anklet from his pocket to put on Huang Wan’er.

Huang Wan’er recognized the anklet—it belonged to Nan Batian. He had wanted to put it on her before, but she had refused, finding it humiliating.

However, today, as Mr. Chen put it on her.

She felt a strange sensation…

Wearing this ruby anklet, Huang Wan’er and Chen Jie looked into each other’s eyes, both understanding each other’s feelings.

“Mr. Chen, be careful with the child…”

After a while, Huang Wan’er wiped the corner of her mouth, her face full of reproach, “Why don’t you treat Su Yunjin this way?”

Chen Jie was taken aback, then smiled, “It’s different.”

“What’s different about it? We are both pregnant. She won’t let you near, and you soothe her. I won’t let you, and you force me…”

Huang Wan’er remembered what had just happened, her face flushing with embarrassment.

Chen Jie smiled, “Wan’er, are you jealous?”

“I…”

“You really are becoming more and more like a normal woman, not crazy at all!”

Chen Jie commented, and Huang Wan’er gave him a glance, “You want me to be crazy?”

Chen Jie answered, “I hope not, but think about it, Wan’er. If I come to see you like this, but don’t go to Yunjin, doesn’t it mean I need you more…”

“This…”

Huang Wan’er hesitated, thinking about it, it really seemed to be the case.

Mr. Chen sought me out instead of letting Su Yunjin be close, clearly I am more useful to Mr. Chen…

Chen Jie watched Huang Wan’er quietly calculating, a mischievous smile creeping across his face. Really, pregnancy makes one dumb for three years. Look how smart she used to be, and now she’s easily manipulated by herself…

…

“Mr. Chen, there’s something I need to tell you. Even though Nan Batian has run away, I understand him; he won’t let things go easily. You have a ceremony in seven days; I’m worried he might…”

Chen Jie smiled, “Don’t worry, I’m actually hoping he shows up!”