My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 1872 - 1873: Even If You Donโ€™t Say It, I Will Take Good Care of Her

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Chapter 1872: Chapter 1873: Even If You Donโ€™t Say It, I Will Take Good Care of Her

The car slowly came to a stop at the Li Familyโ€™s Old Mansion. ๐“ฏ๐™ง๐™š๐’†๐™ฌ๐™š๐’ƒ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐’—๐“ฎ๐“ต.๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข

Li Shengxiao was the first to step out of the car, his voice hoarse as he said to the people in the car, "Iโ€™ll wait for you at the door."

Rong Yan looked up and met his eyes, those deep, dark eyes reflecting her own image. She took a deep breath and nodded, "Iโ€™ll have a quick word with Mrs. Jiang, Iโ€™ll be right there."

Li Shengxiao glanced over toward Jiang Meiqi and them, his Adamโ€™s apple moved, and he said, "No rush, take your time to chat, call me if you need anything."

After speaking, he suddenly lowered his head and gently nibbled on Rong Yanโ€™s lips. His voice seemed to murmur from a smoky throat, "Baby, with me here, no matter what decision you make, Iโ€™ll support you."

Rong Yan felt her heartstrings quiver at his murmured "baby," and she gave a small sound of acknowledgment, pushed him slightly, "I know. Donโ€™t worry, Iโ€™m not a little girl, thereโ€™s no need to worry about me."

"..."

How could he not worry about her!

Li Shengxiao was pushed back a step by her, and before leaving, he didnโ€™t forget to say to Chu Aotian, "Mr. Chu, Iโ€™m entrusting my wife to you."

Chu Aotian sensed the warning in his words. It was the first time someone had warned him, but he couldnโ€™t lose his temper with this person. He could only squint his eyes, his tea-brown pupils deep, "Even if you didnโ€™t say it, I would still take good care of her!"

...

Once Li Shengxiao walked away, Rong Yan was the first to get out of the car.

Qin Jun, who was in another car, had already come out.

Seeing her come down, he greeted her, "Xixi."

The name made Rong Yan feel a great pressure.

Chu Xi...

She never thought this name would ever fall upon her; up to this point, she still felt a sense of unreality, thinking it was too far-fetched!

Chu Aotian followed closely after and gave Qin Jun a slap on the back of his head, reprimanding him, "Always with the playful smile, what if you scare your sister?"

Qin Jun, utterly confused, rubbed the back of his head and stepped aside, looking aggrieved, "I wasnโ€™t being playful or smiling."

Chu Aotian walked over and pulled him aside, leaving space for Rong Yan and Jiang Chenyue.

"You two can talk."

"Uncle, I..."

"Come with me to the side, I have something to ask you."

Chu Aotian didnโ€™t give him a chance to speak, hooking his neck and pulling him away.

Under the streetlights, only Rong Yan and Jiang Chenyue were left, the early autumn night breeze was a bit cold, and her thin sweater was not enough. She shivered from the cold.

Jiang Chenyue couldnโ€™t form a word at first, but seeing her cold, she hurriedly took off her own coat to give her, "Are you cold? Here, wear this, donโ€™t catch a cold."

Rong Yan was momentarily silent, unsure if she should reach out to accept the coat Jiang Chenyue handed her.

Jiang Chenyueโ€™s eyes dimmed, her whole person seeming to lose its luster, clutching the coat tightly, she said softly, "You still resent me, as I expected. After you learned the truth, itโ€™s hard for you to forgive me. Yan, Iโ€™m sorry, I really am, itโ€™s all my fault that you suffered twenty years for nothing. Itโ€™s hard to finally meet your biological mother, yet your mother mistook someone and sided with an outsider to bully you, causing you to be laughed at by others. Iโ€™m ashamed to ask you to call me mom. If Qin Jun hadnโ€™t told me those people from the Shen Family bullied you, I might not have had the courage to say anything. Yan, Iโ€™m so sorry, meeting a mom like me must have made you very sad..."

Rong Yan couldnโ€™t express the complex feelings in her chest. She never thought that the elder she had known would suddenly turn into her biological mother. This feeling was too... surreal.