365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife's A Little Wild

Chapter 90: 90 Uncontrolled Emotions

He hated being trapped in this difficult situation, but he wouldn’t risk leaving.

By staying, at least he could see her every day, happy or sad, even when she was mad, it was better than being miles apart…

But now, he was increasingly uncertain whether his decision to come back was right or wrong.

Witnessing the girl he loved become his enemy was a heart-wrenching pain…

“…So that’s your reason for hurting me?”

Qin Youxuan looked up at him in disbelief, her hands clenched into fists, “I’ve never thought it was wrong for you to help her, but don’t delude yourself into thinking you can help that bitch and play the good guy in front of me, Jin Chenye. From the moment you stepped into this house, it should be clear – either you leave or I get kicked out. I won’t show you an ounce of mercy!”

Qin Youxuan roared fiercely, pushing the man in front of her away before turning to leave the dining room.

Once back in her room, she grabbed her bag and stormed out of the house.

It was as if she could not bear to stay another second under the man’s intense gaze behind her…

“Ye’er, I’ve printed out the documents for you, check if these are the ones…wait, what happened to your hand?!” Jin Lan spent a while to find a file similar to what Jin Chenye mentioned, had it printed and handed over.

As soon as she entered the dining room, she noticed his stiff posture and his hand that was bleeding non-stop, her face turned white with fear.

“What happened? How did your hand get hurt? Where is everyone… ”

“Butler! Butler! Come here now!”

Jin Lan held up Jin Chenye’s injured hand, completely panic-stricken.

“I’m fine, it’s just a minor injury. I’m off to the office now, give me the file.” Jin Chenye concealed the deep sadness in his eyes, took the file from Jin Lan’s hand, and turned to leave.

“Wait, Ye’er, you can’t just walk out without treating your wound. And you haven’t even had your porridge!” Jin Lan screamed, but Jin Chenye, acting as if he didn’t hear her, walked straight out of the living room and out of the house.

“What happened?” Jin Lan felt increasingly uneasy and glanced at the breakfast that Qin Youxuan had also only eaten a few bites of, her brows furrowed.

“Mrs. Lan, you called me?” The butler rushed in, panting heavily from the exertion.

“Did I call you? You have the audacity to ask me that? What happened? How did Ye’er get hurt? There was not a single person in the kitchen, are all of you dead?!”

Jin Lan, noticing the bloodstain on the wall, became increasingly furious and started to scold the butler.

“…The young master sent all the servants away because he needed to speak with the young lady.” The poor butler blurted out when he saw that Jin Lan’s anger was misdirected.

“What did you say?” Jin Lan stopped mid-sentence and squinted her eyes, “Sure enough, it’s that slut again! Nothing good ever comes from her!”

The butler dared not respond as Jin Lan threw more insults.

“You lot are utterly useless! Ye’er got hurt when you’re supposed to be taking care of him! Wait till Mo is back, I’ll have all of you answer to him!”

After a while, Jin Lan finally stopped her tirade, flung her hand angrily, and left the dining room.