The Domineering Chief Dotes on His Wife

Chapter 213 No matter when, there will be no strange eyes

After Lin Jiaran said this, Lu Jingshen went downstairs on time.

When they were resting at night, Lin Jiaran brought him pajamas.

"From today on, you sleep in the master bedroom and I'll sleep in the guest room." Lu Jingshen took his pajamas from Lin Jiaran's hand.

"What are you doing sleeping in the guest room? How can you do that by yourself?"

"It's not convenient for us to sleep together in my current state. I said that Zona will take care of my daily life, so you don't have to worry about it. From tomorrow on, you will be like usual. Just do your own things. Someone will take care of my daily life."

"Why do I feel like you're trying to clear things up with me? Is this just my illusion?"

"If I keep doing this, will you keep dropping everything to take care of me? This is unrealistic. I said I don't want you to be too tired."

Since he was hospitalized, she had been accompanying him every day, feeding him and so on. Someone had prepared his food, clothing, housing and transportation. He even asked Zona to help him wash his body, so she had no chance to get tired at all.

"You weren't like this before, and you weren't like this in the hospital. If you had nothing on your mind, no one would believe you. You have a mouth, so what if you say it out loud?"

Lu Jingshen didn't say anything else. He controlled the wheelchair and left the master bedroom.

The day after I was discharged from the hospital was New Year’s Eve.

Lu Jingshen had difficulty walking, so he stayed in Jingyuan. Grandpa Lu and Lu Cheng came with him. Zhang Yuqin and Lin Yehua also came to Jingyuan. Lin Jiaran and Zhang Yuqin were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

Lu Jingshen was resting in the room upstairs, while Lin Yehua and Old Man Lu sat together and chatted.

Lu Jingchuan was working overtime at the company and came late, just when it was almost time for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Lu Jingshen came downstairs when it was time for dinner. Zuo Nai was responsible for taking care of Lu Jingshen in the house, and Lin Jiaran also called him to have the New Year's Eve dinner together.

After dinner, everyone went back early as they were afraid of disturbing Lu Jingshen’s rest.

Lu Jingshen was just sitting there in a daze as usual, his eyes empty.

"You didn't eat much for dinner. This is the dessert I learned to make from my mom. Would you like to try some, or eat some fruit?" Lin Jiaran brought some fresh mung bean cakes and a plate of cut fruit and placed them on the table next to Lu Jingshen.

"What's wrong with your hand?" He glanced at her and saw some bandages on her hand, and frowned.

"It was just an accidental cut."

"Didn't I tell you to let the servants do anything?"

"There are fireworks outside. I'll push you over to take a look." Lin Jiaran smiled faintly.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lin Jiaran sat cross-legged on the carpet, their eyes all looking at the beautiful fireworks blooming outside the window.

"Lu Jingshen, are you really not worried?" She said lightly while looking out the window.

"No." He answered firmly without any hesitation.

"Didn't you ask me what I dreamed about last time when we went to Jincheng?" she suddenly said.

He turned his head to look at her, and she was looking into the distance.

"I remember when I was six years old, I stayed in Ancheng for two months and then returned to Jincheng because my mother was sick for several months. Not long after, my mother passed away. Not long after, my biological father married a new wife. She had a daughter who was about my age, probably two years older than me."

"From then on, I had to give everything to my aunt's daughter. Even if I bought her the same thing, she would snatch it from me. The piano was a gift from my mother. I was reluctant to touch it after my mother passed away. I didn't want to agree to let others touch it, but she deliberately destroyed my most precious piano and said that I didn't let her play it. That's how I was beaten for the first time. I wanted to go back to Ancheng, but he wouldn't let me. When he was away, that aunt hugged a stranger openly in my house. After I told her about this, my aunt tried to defend herself, but he didn't believe me. I was beaten again. I pushed that aunt and she fell to the ground. I didn't know she was pregnant at the time, but I just wanted to push her away. Because she stopped me, I pushed her, but before my hand touched her, she fell down by herself. Everyone was blaming me..." At this point, she was silent for a while.

He continued.

"Later I was sent to boarding school. Even though I didn't want to go, I was still forced to go there. From the first day I entered the school, different students started to make trouble for me one by one. I didn't know why. The environment there was very bad and I was not used to it. I found the teacher and wanted him to tell my grandfather that I wanted to go home. This was just my personal thought and no one cared. That aunt often came to the school to see me, not for any other reason, but to tell everyone that I killed her child."

"Because I'm a murderer, no one in my class talks to me anymore, and no one walks with me. Even if I take the initiative, no one pays attention to me. Because I'm a murderer, no matter what I do, I'm inexplicably targeted. Even if I walk in front of others and don't offend anyone, the students behind me will deliberately push me. There's often a teacher who takes a camera to take pictures of me. I don't understand why they take pictures, and I can't ask, or I'll be beaten."

"They stepped on my fingers, locked me in the toilet, changed my test scores so that the teacher could beat me, put dirty things in my food, and destroyed my things. These were all very common things. When my grandfather came to see me, the teacher reminded me not to tell the truth. If I did, I would never be able to leave. I didn't dare. I wanted to leave very much. I was always very careful at all times. Maybe it was because my willfulness hurt an innocent life that I had such retribution. No matter what nickname they called me, I didn't care. I just wanted to leave."

"Before the bullying, all I cared about was how much he cared about me. After that, I just wanted to stay away from him."

"Later, I was taken back to Ancheng. I didn't dare to say who hurt me like that. I was very scared. Grandpa later brought Lu Jingchuan to my house because he asked me if I still remembered him. I did, but I didn't like playing with him. He always bullied me, and I hated him. Lu Jingchuan's yelling always reminded me of the past. I didn't like being with him, but I didn't dare to say it."

"One day, I found that Lu Jingchuan seemed to have changed. He was quite similar to the brother I knew before. He was quiet but would not bully me. Even if I didn't do anything, I liked to get along with him, even if it was just to be together quietly. It seemed that from that day on, I found that Lu Jingchuan had changed. He would protect me and would no longer yell at me. He would come to me on the weekends and encourage me not to be afraid. If anyone bullied me, he would help me bully others. When I played with him, I gradually stopped being afraid. Later, the doctor examined me and said that my indirect phobia was cured."

"You two looked quite similar at that time. It's actually you I remember, not Lu Jingchuan. Although you look alike, you are different. In fact, the doctor once said that I would become an autistic person because the psychology of school bullying occupied too much. It was difficult to cure, but in the end I got better."

"It was you who saved me and made me become a normal person without social anxiety. No matter what you become, you are still Lu Jingshen, the person who saved me before."

"I like you because of who you are. I won't dislike you because of what you become. I won't look at you differently. I have never looked at you differently, no matter before, now or in the future."

She finished her story in a calm tone. She didn't know that her understatement made the man's deep pupils glow faintly. His elbows on the wheelchair were clenched into fists, and his fingertips were white, which was a reflection of his anger towards those who had bullied her in the past...

Lin Jiaran didn't continue talking. After getting up from the ground, she walked upstairs.