A Favor Done, A Husband Won-Chapter 424 - 418: Making Up for Last Night’s Missed Wedding Night…

Shi Su spun to the side, performing an almost 180-degree high-difficulty elegant turn, stumbling slightly on unsteady feet. Her long hair flew in the air for a moment after she took off her hat—

Perfectly falling into Jing Jihan’s arms.

Jing Jihan held a document file in his hand, standing still as he looked down at the woman who had fallen over, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck to steady herself.

"..."

"..."

Shi Su’s brain froze for a few seconds. She looked up at the man’s close jawline, bewildered for a moment before she realized what had just happened.

She met the man’s calm gaze, from which she gleaned silent messages such as "I thought you’d need time to adjust, but it turns out you’re so proactive," "You seem quite regretful about last night’s missed wedding night and seek prompt compensation," "Arguing one moment and throwing yourself at me the next, your method of feigned resistance is quite unique," "It seems no matter how monk-like I become, I can’t escape your consistent hobby of playing office games," "Since you’ve already embraced the role of Mrs. Jing, I suppose I have no choice but to be a devoted husband, inside and out."

Shi Su jolted as if electrocuted, hurriedly pulling back her hand, trying to explain the situation. She hadn’t expected to fall backward so accurately, even though her instinctive turn to prevent injury was flawless, yet she ended up right in his arms, despite the large sofa beside her that she could have easily fallen onto...

But Jing Jihan had already dropped the document file, his hands swiftly drawing her into his embrace. As he held her slender waist, he seemingly couldn’t withstand her collision and directly fell backward onto the sofa. Shi Su couldn’t steady herself in time, following him down, only to find herself inexplicably sitting on him, straddling his legs...

Her chin knocked against his jaw, her lips brushing over his hastily. Shi Su felt her face flush hot with embarrassment, wishing to escape immediately. As she tried to get up, the man clasped her waist, preventing her departure, forcing her to maintain this awkward position as she looked down at him.

She met Jing Jihan’s dark eyes again, seeing a trace of laughter in them, his seemingly calm and indifferent tone carrying a hint of hoarseness: "Mrs. Jing, do you have some special affection or preference for this position?"

Shi Su was dumbfounded. What position?

She lowered her head to look at her position on him...

...this...position?

Reflecting carefully, she remembered the night in Z City when he drank something unclean, although something almost happened in the car...later they went to the hotel and didn’t...do this...

So, what does it mean?

Shi Su hurriedly tried to climb off him, but her panicked movements touched almost everything she shouldn’t. Watching helplessly as the man’s eyebrows twitched violently for a moment, she finally managed to climb off him, staggering to stand firm at the side of the sofa while she also looked down to find her high heel that had accidentally fallen to the ground earlier and put it back on.

The man sat quietly for a while before getting up, picking the document file from the sofa, and walking back to the desk. As he placed it on the table, he glanced back at her: "What time does the shoot end tonight?"

Shi Su was momentarily confused about why he suddenly asked this, instinctively running through the timeline on the schedule: "Tonight is a night shoot, finishing the earliest at around nine."

While she spoke, her gaze accidentally collided with the man’s deep black eyes. His demeanor in the company and office was always a few degrees sharper and clearer than usual. This sensation currently pressed down in a gaze that was calm and pure. His collar was casually open, his Adam’s apple gently rolling with his breathing; one could faintly see a side of his collarbone.

She diverted her gaze slightly, no longer looking.

Having obtained the desired answer, Jing Jihan didn’t continue to ask more. Shi Su glanced again at the man in front of the desk, the silence of the air making their confrontation unavoidable. She asked the question she had wanted to ask since coming here today.

"Was the statement on Yu Jing Group’s official blog instructed by you to be issued by the company’s legal department?"

Jing Jihan replied calmly and unhurriedly, "Yes."

"What about the content regarding the child? If it wasn’t your intention, they wouldn’t dare issue it like that. You don’t want the media to keep black marketing and slandering me, so publicly announcing like this is indeed a once-and-for-all solution. But by openly acknowledging Mianmian as your daughter, how will future misunderstandings be handled? I and Mianmian have taken such great advantage of you, but the Jing Family, Mr. Jing, and you..."

Jing Jihan faintly curled his lips, gently interrupting her: "Remember to tell the housemaid, I’ll pick up Mianmian at kindergarten in the afternoon."

For some reason, Shi Su seemed to see more warmth in his eyes at the moment, gentle feelings a bit out of place with his office.

—He’s going to pick up Mianmian?

Does Jing Jihan mean he really wants to treat Mianmian as his biological daughter?

Mianmian has always wanted him, but she doesn’t dare say or mention it. If she suddenly sees him, she would certainly be wildly happy.

Today’s statement and a marriage certificate seemed to offer complete fulfillment and joy to her and her daughter, satisfying all the regrets they had missed.

Even if Jing Jihan truly liked Mianmian, both in the past and now, and never minded Mianmian’s background, is such fulfillment too unfair to him?

Does he really not care who Mianmian’s real father is?

Shi Su had already imagined various scenarios where Mianmian’s father suddenly appears and two fathers fight over one daughter.

The only impression she had of the man from that night was the coldness in his eyes in the pitch-black car, like stones quenched from a cold pool, making her feel both cold and scared. At that time, she couldn’t discern more emotions or the status of the other party. But now, recalling that displeased and cold look, she inexplicably thought he might be a ruthless mafia boss or something. After all, she remembered the car’s leather seats were high-quality. She later realized he might have been wealthy and powerful, and Binhai Road was chaotic at that late hour; whoever appeared there probably wasn’t a good person.

Jing Jihan noticed Shi Su standing there, seemingly imagining something once more, and said calmly: "Want to know the reason?"

Hearing this, Shi Su suddenly sensed something intriguing.

Jing Jihan didn’t deliberately withhold information but simply let out a deep laugh, saying: "I’ll go pick you up with Mianmian tonight, take you both to a place."

"Where to?"

Jing Jihan didn’t answer, simply saying, "See you tonight."