Tycoon's Eye Candy Is Actually a Bigshot-Chapter 62 - Jiang Yan’s Explanation

“Jiang Yan, you can let go of me now,” Su He said in a muffled voice in his embrace.

After the man released her, she took a step back, maintaining distance between them.

Jiang Yan’s dark eyes flashed a trace of sadness.

Su He looked up at him, “Why are you here?”

His handsome features were grave at the moment; had he not arrived just now, that plump woman would have pounced on her.

He dared not think of the consequences.

In that moment, his heart had chilled by half.

Seeing the odd expression on his face, Su He wondered if she had upset him?

All she heard was his serious tone reprimanding her: “Don’t be so careless in the future, your vigilance should not be so low.”

“…” Su He.

She indeed had been unguarded just now, underestimating the potential of a scoundrel.

She nodded, acknowledging his point.

Qin Jun’s parents, who had been thrown out by the bodyguards, were now wailing.

“Damn it, heartless hospital, heartless doctors, killed my grandson, made my son go to jail…”

That was their repeated cry.

Su He walked up to the couple, her voice cold: “Why did Liu Xiaoling have a miscarriage, why would your son do such a thing, I think, you know better than I do!”

“Having such parents, it’s a wonder your son has any conscience at all, truly a stroke of luck in misfortune.”

“Is having a son or daughter that important?

For the sake of a grandson, you made Liu Xiaoling abort three times, a four-month-old fetus was already formed, but just because it was a girl, you made her abort, time and again, although it’s not illegal, does your conscience allow such actions?”

“Do the Qin Family have a throne to inherit?

Or a hundred billion in assets to inherit?

Must you have a grandson before you give up?”

Su He’s words were quite revealing.

This family, for the sake of having a grandson, would abort if it was a girl, now even blaming the hospital.

At first, people felt sympathy for the elderly couple, now they just felt utterly shameless!

“Don’t forget, you’re also a woman!” Su He looked into the woman’s dark pupils filled with disdain and sneer.

The middle-aged couple, hearing Su He’s words, were completely stunned.

Their eyes dodged, expressions frantic.

Because their innermost secrets were exposed, the couple felt even more guilty, at a loss for what to say.

Having said her piece, Su He left.

Su He arrived at her car, just about to open the door when an arm wrapped in black fabric stretched in front of her, its well-defined fingers bracing against her car door.

Su He turned around, and Jiang Yan stood there behind her.

Their proximity was a bit close; she was not used to it and took another step back.

“Something the matter?” Su He slightly raised her eyebrows and asked.

“Going home?” he asked.

Su He: “Otherwise?”

Jiang Yan: “Then take me along, let’s go back together.”

Su He looked at him puzzled, “Don’t you have your own car?”

The man spoke in a low, gentle voice: “But I want to go back with you, sit in your passenger seat.”

Su He, “…”

Is he being coquettish with her?

Su He’s eyebrows slightly furrowed…

Could something be wrong with his brain?

But she just couldn’t refuse.

Because there was no reason.

In the end, she drove him back to Moon Gift Villa together.

In the car, Su He focused on driving.

The man beside her blatantly stared at her.

At first, she could ignore it as if she didn’t see.

But his gaze was too intense, making it impossible for her to ignore any longer.

She pursed her lips slightly, “Stop staring at me, there’s no gold on my face.

Why don’t you look at the scenery outside the window?

You might even see the person in your heart, like the one right in front of you.”

People are curious, and Jiang Yan was no exception.

Heeding her words, he glanced forward, only to see vehicles.

But—

Not far away, there hung a giant poster, and the person on it was none other than Tang Sirou.

The man furrowed his brows, then relaxed them.

It was just for a second, and then he turned his head back, staring at her side profile.

His deep, dark pupils were filled with affection.

“But the person in my heart is right beside me at this moment.”

Su He heard his low, enticing, magnetic voice by her ear.

Without showing any reaction, Su He swallowed and casually remarked, “President Jiang’s flirting skills aren’t bad, it seems like you have ample experience.”

Jiang Yan said, “But I’ve only ever flirted with you.”

Su He “…”

Wasn’t this like lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot?

Usually, her mind was quite nimble, but sometimes it just froze around Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan wanted to capture some emotion on her face, but unfortunately, her delicate face remained calm, showing no superfluous expressions.

After that statement, neither spoke again.

They remained silent all the way to Moon Gift Villa.

Su He parked the car, unbuckled her seat belt, and was about to get out when the man reached out and grabbed her wrist.

She turned her head in confusion to look at him.

Jiang Yan then spoke, “Susu, you mentioned you have an emotional deficiency, is it because of what happened with your parents-in-law?”

These past few days, he had gone back to investigate her matters.

There were many areas he had overlooked.

After a long while, Su He just hummed in acknowledgment.

Indeed, she was influenced by her parents, treating both marriage and love with indifference.

“So, you are afraid, fearful, skeptical of feelings, and unwilling to try to like or love someone because you are afraid you’ll end up like them, right?” Jiang Yan continued.

These, he had pried out of his own sister, Jiang You’s mouth.

He realized he didn’t know her well enough, so he had no choice but to dig into her closest people.

Jing Xuan wouldn’t spill, only Jiang You remained.

“Susu, trust me, we are different from them.”

Su He listened to his words, her lips slightly curving up, “Jiang Yan, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but what can you offer me to believe in?”

Between him and her stood Tang Sirou.

Jiang Yan wasn’t foolish; she still minded Tang Sirou’s presence.

He began to explain, “Susu, there really is nothing between Tang Sirou and me, what ties us is merely a promise, with no romantic feelings involved.”

“Even if she has feelings for me, I’ve never had the slightest sentiment towards her from the beginning to the end.”

Su He earnestly listened to him speak.

His eyes were full of sincerity, showing no signs of deceit.

And indeed, as someone of Jiang Yan’s status, he wasn’t inclined to lie.

Honestly, being confessed to with such deep affection by the most esteemed man in Yue City, any woman would be moved, even utterly captivated.

After all, Jiang Yan wasn’t just any man; he not only possessed power and wealth but also had a handsome and distinguished face.

But—

At this moment, she, Su He, was very lucid.

“But I once overheard you saying that you liked Tang Sirou, yet now you’re telling me that I’m the one in your heart,” she said calmly: “So, Jiang Yan, there are things one does better keeping to oneself if one wishes others not to know.”

Having said that, he was stunned.

Su He didn’t say anything more, struggling free from his grasp, picking up her purse, pushing the car door open, getting out, and closing it.

Her movements were smooth and flowing.

Jiang Yan was stunned, not because she had exposed his secret, but because he was wondering when he had ever said such a thing.

He had never said anything like that.

Uncle Zhong saw that only Su He had come back alone, and he was a bit curious.

Didn’t Jiang Feng, that brat, say that Master and Young Madam would come back together?

Uncle Zhong smiled at Su He: “Young Madam, you’re back.”

Su He: “Yes, Uncle Zhong.”

Uncle Zhong asked, “Young Madam, wasn’t Master supposed to be back with you?”

“Yes, he said he wanted some peace, to think alone in the garage for a while,” Su He said nonchalantly.

Some peace?

Who is Peace?

That sounds like a girl’s name.

Uncle Zhong thought to himself that Master was really bold, thinking about another woman in front of Young Madam.

This…

When would Old Madam’s wish to hold her great-grandchild be fulfilled?

Uncle Zhong was worried.

Su He didn’t know what Uncle Zhong was thinking, nor did she want to know.

“Uncle Zhong, I’m heading to my room first, just call me for dinner,” she said.

Uncle Zhong came back to his senses, “Alright, Young Madam.”

Just as Su He went upstairs, Jiang Yan entered.

Uncle Zhong looked at him with a serious face.

Jiang Yan was clueless and asked, “Uncle Zhong, what’s wrong?”

After all, Uncle Zhong had watched him grow up and was almost part of the Jiang Family.

Uncle Zhong sighed deeply, and said earnestly, “Young Master, you already have a Young Madam, why are you still thinking about Miss Peace?

You won’t win Young Madam’s heart this way.”

Jiang Yan: “?”

Upstairs.

Su He changed into a set of home clothes, then went to lie down on the rocking chair on the balcony.

Just as she sat down, a video call from her son came through.

“Mommy~ Missing baby?”

Su Yimo’s cute chubby face appeared in the video, his voice soft and childlike.

School hadn’t started yet, so she had left Su Yimo in Beijing to stay with his grandparents.

The elderly couple was even happier and more spirited with their great-grandchild around.

The more the merrier.

“I miss you, every moment,” said Su He gently.

“You must listen well to great-grandpa and great-great-grandma, take good care of them, mommy will come to see you once I have a break.”

“Mommy, don’t worry, baby will definitely take good care of great-great-grandma and great-grandpa.”

The little fella spoke earnestly like a little adult, cunningly chatting away.

Afterwards, it was mostly little chatterbox Su Yimo talking, as she quietly listened.

It was dinner time before Su He came down from her room.

Downstairs in the living room.

The man had already changed into a set of home clothes and was sitting on the sofa.

He seemed lost in thought, so much so that he didn’t notice Su He coming downstairs.

It was only when she sat opposite him that their eyes met.

Su He didn’t shy away, boldly meeting his gaze.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, teasing, “President Jiang, are you pondering over work, or are you thinking of a special someone?

You seem so engrossed.”

Jiang Yan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, his lips parting lightly: “Su He, about what you said in the car today, I’ve thought it over carefully, I never said I liked Tang Sirou or anything of that sort.”

Su He was slightly surprised.

His gaze was sincere, Su He couldn’t detect any sign of lying on him.

He was bringing up the matter again, and so seriously; could she and Jiang You have really heard wrong?

That couldn’t be possible.

She clearly saw him that day.

But she’s not interested in this matter now.

“It’s okay, whether you said it or not, it’s all the same,” she said casually.

But in the next second, the man’s handsome face instantly darkened.

At that moment, Uncle Zhong came over and said, “Master, Young Madam, dinner is ready.”

Jiang Yan coldly replied, “Uncle Zhong, please go down first, I have something to say to Young Madam.”

Uncle Zhong, having watched him grow up, naturally heard the repressed anger in his tone.

What was going on?

He didn’t dare ask, nor dare to say more, hastily agreeing and then slipping away.

He wasn’t worried about Young Madam being at a disadvantage.

Su He didn’t think too much about it, she looked at him and said directly, “What else do you want to say?

Hurry up, I’m hungry.”

Jiang Yan: “…”

Sometimes he really didn’t know what to do with her.

He just felt a knot of frustration in his heart, but her words made him feel helpless and morose; her carefree demeanor was giving him a headache.

This was a thousand times harder than managing a company of tens of thousands, or securing a multi-billion-dollar deal.

He closed his eyes briefly, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, “Forget it, let’s eat.”

Su He: “…”

Why is this man so fickle?

After dinner, Su He habitually went to the back garden to admire the flowers while taking a walk to aid digestion.

In fact, she hadn’t had this habit before.

It only developed after she started living here.

Maybe it was because the house was so large, she felt it would be a waste not to stroll around.

Half an hour later, she went back.

She took a quick shower and washed her hair.

When she came out of the bathroom—

Damn it!

“Jiang Yan, why are you in my room?”

Just as she came out, she saw a tall figure sitting on her bed.

Su He’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her expression wasn’t good.

Her hands were slightly covering her chest, as she was bare underneath.

She had locked the door, how did he get in?

“How did you get in?” she asked, frowning.

A breeze blew through the dark night, fluttering the curtains on the balcony a few times.

It seemed as if the wind was answering her question for him.

“Did you climb over from the study next door’s balcony?” She stared at him intently.

Jiang Yan didn’t deny or affirm.

But his silence spoke volumes.

Jiang Yan looked at the woman in front of him who had just finished showering.

She was wearing a black silk slip dress, making her skin appear even whiter, smooth as porcelain.

The black was both mysterious and sexy, highlighting her delicate collarbones, perfect right-angled shoulders, and her long, fair legs were completely exposed to his gaze.

The thick, glossy hair casually draped over her shoulders like flaxen threads floating in the wind.

Alluring, aloof, yet with a hint of a shy, coy little woman on her face.

He looked at her hands covering her chest, his eyebrow quirked up, a slight smile on his lips: “Enough, no need to cover up, I’ve seen what’s to be seen and what’s not.”

His tone was irritating.

Su He was annoyed.

She glanced at him disdainfully.

Then she heard him say, “Come here, I have something serious to talk to you about.”

After speaking, he even gestured with his fingers for her to come over.

Su He: “…”