Crippled Master's Young Wife

Ever since her throat had an accident, they had never contacted each other alone.    

She knew that he had never taken her seriously.    

And now, why did he call her?    

She felt inexplicably excited and quickly picked up the phone.    

"Hello, Mr Jiang?"    

"Yes, I'm coming to Yabo now. I'm at 1188."    

This sentence made his warm brows furrow.    

Yabo is a five-star hotel. Why would he let me go to the hotel to look for him at such a late hour?    

And why does this sound a little strange?    

"Mr Jiang, what's wrong with your voice?"    

There was the sound of water on the phone, as if he was making a phone call in the bathroom.    

The man's voice was a little muffled, so she could not hear him clearly.    

"You heard him? I caught a cold and drank some more wine. Come on, I have something to talk to you about."    

After saying that, he hung up.    

Her warm eyebrows knitted together. Although she felt a little strange in her heart, she didn't think too much about it and quickly walked out of the bar.    

When she arrived at Jacob, she looked at the number plate above her. Warm pursed her lips and held the phone tightly in her hand with some hesitation.    

Should I go in?    

It was late at night, and he didn't know what he was looking for her for.    

A man and a woman, if others found out, wouldn't it be hard to explain?    

No!    

One's body was not afraid of a crooked shadow.    

Jiang Lingyun had nothing to worry about with her. What was there to worry about?    

Besides, if it was nothing serious, Jiang Lingyun would not have asked her to come.    

With a myriad of thoughts in mind, he took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell.    

The doorbell rang, but no one came out to speak.    

Warmth was puzzled. She tried to twist the switch and found that the door was not closed at all.    

She pushed the door open and entered. The room was dark, and she could faintly smell a strange fragrance in the air.    

Warmth pursed her lips and walked in. Under the moonlight that shone through the closed curtains, she saw a figure lying on the bed.    

"Mr Jiang? Is that you?"    

Did he fall asleep?    

Warmth furrowed her brows. She quickly walked to the bedside and looked at the man lying on the bed.    

The man's breathing rose and fell. The weak moonlight shone in, illuminating Jiang Lingyun's handsome face.    

It really was Jiang Lingyun.    

The warmth in his heart relaxed. He sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the man's sleeping face. His heart was a little shaken.    

This was her former love. Even if she knew that it was only her one-sided love, this love was still a beautiful memory for her.    

She curled the corner of her lips and gently patted his arm. She said softly, "Mr Jiang? Wake up! Why did you call me here?"    

Was he drunk?    

Why?    

Was it because he hadn't put Xia Ling down yet?    

He called her here today because there was no one to talk to. Was that why he called her here?    

In the past, he would also be like this, explaining to himself about the bitterness in his heart in a place with no one else.    

She was willing to be a mushroom, talk to him about what he said.    

But for some reason, her head suddenly felt a little dizzy.    

Her warm body shook, and she hurriedly shook her head. She tried her best to open her eyes wide.    

Something was wrong!    

She did not drink or do anything. Why was her head getting heavier and heavier?    

At that moment, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.    

He raised his big hand and grabbed the warm wrist.    

"Mr Jiang... Ah..."    

Before he could finish his words, he felt the warmth of heaven and earth.    

In the next second, she was pulled onto the bed by Jiang Lingyun and was pressed under his body.    

"Jiang... Mr Jiang!"    

Warmth and astonishment filled her eyes as she looked up at the man above her. She only felt that his breathing was mixed with the smell of alcohol, chaos, and heat.    

In the darkness, her starry eyes were shining with a different kind of light.    

"Warmth? You..."    

Jiang Lingyun was sober for a moment and stared at her blankly.    

" Mr Jiang, get up first. "    

Warmth swallowed her saliva and wanted to push Jiang Lingyun away, but the strength in her hand was getting weaker and weaker, and her head was getting dizzy.    

"Mr Jiang, we..."    

They could not stay together!    

Was she tricked?    

Did someone deliberately lure her to the hotel?    

But what was with that phone call!