Billionaire's Adorable Sweet Wife-Chapter 687: He Ci’an: I Don’t Like Her

He Jitang finished asking.

He took out the diamond ring from the velvet box.

This diamond ring originally belonged to the British royal family; he had used every means to acquire it.

Never did he expect to offer it to a promiscuous woman.

He Jitang sneered.

He tossed the ring along with the box into the trash can.

Lin Xianni was stunned.

Cradling her clothes, she muttered to herself: "I don’t believe you’ve stopped loving me."

She knelt and shuffled a few steps forward, still trying to seduce him with her body.

At that moment, the door creaked open.

Little Ci’an, wearing a nightgown and clutching a small pillow, came in.

The winter night was bitterly cold.

As soon as little Ci’an entered, he burrowed into He Jitang’s embrace, about to act spoiled, but then he saw a disheveled woman kneeling on the ground.

This was a woman He Ci’an had seen before.

At her aunt’s doorstep, she had stopped a car.

Why was she in Dad’s study?

Little Ci’an felt somewhat scared and shrank into He Jitang’s embrace.

He Jitang looked up and said to Chen Er: "Aren’t you going to drag her out?"

Chen Er came to his senses.

Rubbing his hands and licking his face, he said: "So I... drag her to my room?"

He Jitang wanted to say he didn’t care.

But with Ci’an there, he had to be considerate in his actions.

So he said as gently as possible: "Find a car and send her away!"

Lin Xianni refused to leave; she had finally seen Ci’an.

She wanted to assert her identity, desiring to stay in this grand residence and enjoy the glory and wealth.

How could He Jitang not see through her intentions.

He said coldly: "Miss Lin, if you say one wrong word, the consequence will be severe!"

A deadly seriousness emanated from him.

Lin Xianni did not dare to act recklessly.

She pinned her hopes on He Ci’an, looking at the little one with as much maternal affection in her eyes as she could muster, hoping he would connect with her as mother and son.

But little Ci’an did not recognize her.

He was afraid of her.

Especially at this late hour, her presence in Dad’s study was not that of a decent woman.

Little Ci’an hid his face in He Jitang’s chest.

Lin Xianni couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

He Jitang signaled to Chen Er with his eyes.

Chen Er got the message and grasped the woman’s arm, hoisting her away like a chicken.

On this winter night, Lin Xianni got dressed outside.

Her delicate skin was a feast for Chen Er’s eyes.

He lit a cigarette and squinted in appreciation.

Lin Xianni, unable to tolerate this, slapped him across the face: "Do you think I’m someone you, a mere servant, can look at?"

Chen Er, a sturdy meathead who was quite favored by He Jitang,

Even if the famous actor had treated him poorly before, so what? She was a valuable woman.

And Jitang liked to use her.

But this one who had cuckolded Jitang, did she still think she was a princess?

Unable to hold back, Chen Er slapped Lin Xianni across the face so hard that she saw stars.

Chen Er spat.

He told her the truth: "Jitang is playing around with quite a few these days; you’re nothing fresh. Stop acting so high and mighty! If it weren’t for the young master showing up tonight, who knows, you might have ended up in his hands."

Lin Xianni’s teeth chattered.

She was utterly humiliated.

After all, she was a glamorous star out there.

When had she ever been treated with such disdain?

Only at the He Residence, where she was not even treated as a person.

Chen Er didn’t care about any of that and directly arranged an old car to send her away.

*

In the study.

Little Ci’an lay in his father’s arms, refusing to get up.

This was a rare occurrence for him.

He Jitang was very gentle: "What’s the matter?"

After a while, little Ci’an finally asked: "Who was that person?"

After some thought, He Jitang said: "She was an ex-girlfriend of Dad’s, not too happy about the breakup."

Little Ci’an did not ask any further.

He Jitang soothed him for a while, and when the little guy was about to fall asleep, he carried him back to the bedroom.

The bedroom with the light scent of agarwood. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Only the little one’s steady breathing.

This peace was built up with countless amounts of money, yet who knew how long it could last!

He Jitang stroked the little one’s face gently.

He hated Lin Xianni, for her betrayal, and for Ci’an’s illness.

When Lin Xianni was pregnant with Ci’an, she had secretly smoked, causing Ci’an’s illness.

She, on the other hand, was fine, gallivanting with men and then walking away without a care.