Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 98: Zhu Yan’s Past

Looking at Ye Fei, who was holding a bouquet of roses, Zhu Yan’s eyes filled with nothing but extreme disgust.

Ye Fei was kneeling on the ground, his eyes brimming with tears as if they were about to fall. "Xiao Yan," he choked out, "I really know I was wrong. Can you give me another chance, please?"

"I have money now! I can truly give you and Qiaoqiao a happy life!"

"Xiao Yan, come with me, okay? I’ll listen to you from now on, I promise!"

However, faced with such a sincere Ye Fei, Zhu Yan couldn’t be bothered to respond, not even wanting to spare him a glance. Without a word, she took Sun Zhe’s hand and started to leave.

"Xiao Yan!" Ye Fei hurriedly rushed to block her path. "Xiao Yan, please don’t be like this. We can talk things over."

Zhu Yan gave him a cold glance. "Ye Fei, your actions only make me feel more and more disgusted."

Hearing this, Ye Fei gritted his teeth. His gaze, now full of hostility, shifted to Sun Zhe, who was holding Zhu Yan’s hand. "Xiao Yan, who is this pretty boy?" he sneered.

At this, Sun Zhe’s temper flared. He suddenly wrapped an arm around Zhu Yan’s slender waist, looking at Ye Fei with a provocative glint in his eyes.

"What ’pretty boy’? You’d better watch your mouth."

"I haven’t done anything to you. Do you have any basic manners or decency?"

"And for a grown man, you look presentable enough on the outside, so how can you be so pathetic? She already said she doesn’t want to see you again, so why are you still clinging to her like a stubborn leech?"

In truth, Sun Zhe had already guessed the relationship between Ye Fei and Zhu Yan. Seeing Ye Fei’s behavior only filled him with disgust.

"You little bastard, who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?!" Ye Fei snarled. "Do you even know who I am?"

Sun Zhe looked at him as if he were an idiot. "I don’t give a damn who you are."

Enraged, Ye Fei clenched his fists. "Fine, you little bastard! You fucking wait. I’ll make sure you know who I am!"

BOOM!

Before the words had even left his mouth, Sun Zhe shot out a kick. The powerful blow sent Ye Fei flying several meters, where he landed heavily on the ground. Sun Zhe then rushed forward and kicked him again, sending him flying several more meters like a soccer ball.

"Your mouth is full of shit!" Sun Zhe said coldly. "I think you’re the real bastard here!"

"You really think I don’t have a temper, huh?"

"For a grown man, you’ve got a filthy mouth. If you have the balls, then make a move! Don’t just stand here spouting shit like a fucking shrew!"

The more Sun Zhe cursed, the angrier he got, and he raised his leg to kick again. Seeing this, a terrified Ye Fei quickly covered his head with his hands and curled into a ball.

Just then, Zhu Yan stepped forward and pulled Sun Zhe back. "Let it go, Ah Zhe. Don’t cause any serious trouble. Let’s go. There’s no need to waste our time on someone like him."

...

A short while later, watching the BMW disappear into the distance, Ye Fei gritted his teeth in fury. With nowhere to vent his rage, he could only slam the roses in his hand onto the ground.

"Damn you, you little bastard! Just you wait!"

...

In the BMW driving down the road, Sun Zhe sat in the passenger seat. He turned his head to glance at Zhu Yan’s profile, his expression somewhat complicated. Although he had already guessed their relationship, he couldn’t help but ask.

"Little Mom, who was that guy?"

Zhu Yan seemed prepared for the question. "My ex-husband," she said directly. "Qiaoqiao’s biological father."

Just as I thought, Sun Zhe mused, before asking, "How did you two end up divorcing?"

Zhu Yan offered a faint smile, speaking as if she were telling someone else’s story. "I met him on a blind date arranged by my family right after I graduated. We got married soon after. It wasn’t that we had deep feelings, but he didn’t repulse me back then, so we just made do."

"And then what happened?" Sun Zhe asked.

A flash of hatred appeared in Zhu Yan’s eyes. "When Qiaoqiao turned one, that scumbag met a rich woman. He was tall and handsome, so she took a liking to him. To marry into her wealthy family, he abandoned me and our daughter without a second thought. We never saw him again after that and cut off all contact."

"At the time, I had Qiaoqiao with me and not a penny to my name. I was at my wit’s end when I met your father. He saw how pitiful we were, so he took us in."

"I see." Sun Zhe nodded, then asked, "So why has he suddenly shown up looking for you now?"

"I ran into him at the company a couple of days ago," Zhu Yan explained. "He’s a client. He was there to tour the production workshop and we just happened to cross paths. He’s been harassing me ever since."

Sun Zhe glanced at her. "So you were in a bad mood last night because of that scumbag? That’s why you were downing glass after glass of Maotai, and even Sister Zhishan couldn’t stop you?"

At his words, Zhu Yan’s pretty face flushed red. "You really know how to hit a sore spot," she said softly.

Sun Zhe chuckled. "Sister Zhishan told me everything when she brought you home."

Zhu Yan felt a wave of embarrassment. "Was your Little Mom just ridiculous when she was drunk?"

"Not ridiculous, but definitely scary," Sun Zhe laughed. "Little Mom, you have no idea. Last night, you were clinging to me, hitting and cursing me, even calling me a bastard. I was too scared to even make a sound."

Zhu Yan’s face grew even redder. "You *are* a little bastard," she scolded playfully. "Who told you not to even spare your Little Mom?"

Sun Zhe shrugged. "What can I do? My Little Mom is so beautiful, has such a great figure, and is so elegant. What man could possibly resist?"

"You... You’d better stop talking!"

Sun Zhe’s expression suddenly turned serious. "But Little Mom, no matter what happened in the past, it’s over now. You need to look forward."

Zhu Yan glanced at him. "And will a certain little bastard stay with his Little Mom forever?"

"That’s a must," Sun Zhe replied without hesitation. "She’s already been molded to fit this little bastard perfectly. She couldn’t get rid of me if she tried."

"Get lost! What are you talking about? Who’s been molded to fit you?" Zhu Yan, face flushed with embarrassment, reached out and gave him a light pinch.

Sun Zhe just grinned and let his hand slide onto her silk-stockinged thigh. "Next time you want to drink, remember to call me. I’ll drink with you."

Zhu Yan slapped his groping hand away. "If I do," she cooed, "I’ll get you, my little pretty boy, completely drunk, then take you to bed and discipline you thoroughly."

"We’ll see who’s disciplining whom."

...

They spent the entire afternoon going to many different places. It wasn’t until after eight in the evening that they returned home, their hands full of shopping bags.

The moment they stepped inside, they fell into a desperate embrace, kissing passionately as they stumbled toward the sofa. Soon, the living room floor was strewn with men’s and women’s clothing. A pair of poor, lacy panties was casually tossed by Sun Zhe onto a vase.

"Little Mom, how about we go all night?"

"Are you trying to make me stay in bed all day tomorrow?"

Sun Zhe said no more. He parted her legs, discovering that her lush, grassy garden was already a flooded plain. With no need for foreplay, he went straight on the offensive! After all, the warm-up had already been completed in the car.

It was a night of madness.

Sun Zhe only relented when Zhu Yan, tears in her eyes, finally begged for mercy.

「The next morning.」

When Sun Zhe awoke, he grabbed Zhu Yan’s fragrant hips and launched another fierce assault. Only after dousing his morning fire did he finally leave for work.

...

「Yangcheng People’s Hospital.」

「Director’s Office of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.」

Full of energy, Sun Zhe sat in front of the computer, reviewing new case files. Meng Shiyang stood obediently to the side, occasionally stealing glances at him.

After finishing with the files, Sun Zhe turned his attention to her. "By the way, Shiya," he asked curiously, "why are you wearing a mask today?"

Meng Shiyang smiled shyly and was about to explain when a knock came at the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and the crisp sound of high heels echoed in the room.

Sun Zhe looked up, and his eyes instantly lit up. The visitor was an absolute bombshell!

"Hello, may I ask if Director Gu Lingxue is here?"

Just as Sun Zhe was about to answer, Meng Shiyang joyfully rushed forward. "Sister Nanzhi, what brings you here?"