The Substitute Bride: Indulged by the Obsessive CEO

Chapter 155: I’m Waiting, Waiting For Wen Nan To Go To

Hell

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When Jiang Jingchen arrived home, he saw Wen Nan sitting in the living room talking to Auntie Lin.

When the two of them heard footsteps, they stopped talking and greeted Mr. Chen respectfully.

Jiang Jingchen wasn’t in a wheelchair today, lie walked into the living room elegantly with his long, straight legs.

He rubbed his forehead and said, “Dr. Wen, 1 have a slight headache. Can you help me take a look?”

Wen Nan nodded with a smile. “Why do you have a headache? You didn’t sleep well?”

“Maybe. I didn’t sleep well.”

Hugging the woman all night had forced him take a few cold showers last night. It was painful to abstain from sex.

Wen Nan walked up to him and examined him. Seeing that his vitals were quite normal, she asked again, “Can you tell me more about your headache? More details will help my diagnosis.”

Jiang Jingchen replied, “Someone said something unpleasant to my wife and made her sad. My wife and I are one. If she is in a bad mood, how can I feel good? Dr. Wen, don’t you think so?”

Wen Nan froze. She had a bad feeling.

“Mr. Chen, what do you mean?”

Jiang Jingchen gave her a mocking smile. “Don’t you know what I mean?”

Wen Nan lowered her head in guilt and forced a smile. “How, how would 1 know?”

Jiang Jingchen said, “Someone spread rumors that I would divorce her. They even told her about the recovery of my legs. Does Dr. Wen know anything about this?”

Wen Nan was too nervous to speak. Jiang Jingchen sneered. “Dr. Wen, if you didn’t tell my wife about the recovery of my legs, then who did?”

Wen Nan’s scalp went numb, and she felt uneasy. She did not know how to explain.

She asked Tang Beibei to shut up and not tell Jiang Jingchen about it, but she said it anyway.

That b*tch didn’t keep her word!

Jiang Jingchen waited for a while, but he didn’t get an answer. His eyes flashed with coldness as he turned to look at Auntie Lin.

“Auntie Lin, you told my wife about the recovery of my legs. Do you know your mistake?”

Auntie Lin’s legs went weak in fear when her name was suddenly called. “I’m sorry, Mr. Chen. 1,1 misspoke on the spur of the moment. It was Dr. Wen who asked me to tell her.”

To protect herself, Wen Nan immediately retorted, “Auntie Lin, how can you frame me? I didn’t say anything about Mr. Chen’s recovery.”

“You were the one who told Beibei that Mr. Chen can walk, and you told her that she’s not worthy of Mr. Chen. I heard it with my own ears.”

Auntie Lin looked at her in surprise. Wen Nan was the one who asked Tang Beibei to ask her and nodded for her to tell Tang Beibei.

“Dr. Wen, how can you say that? You said it first before I did.”

Wen Nan quickly denied, “I didn’t say anything. You’ve already admitted it. Auntie Lin, how could you say those things to Beibei? Mr. Chen must have reminded you not to spout nonsense when he hired you. Yet, you still can’t control your mouth.”

Auntie Lin’s worldview was shattered when she heard Wen Nan’s shameless words.

She used to think that Dr. Wen was gentle, generous and sensible. She used to think that Wen Nan was more suitable for Mr. Chen than Tang Beibei.

Now, she had finally seen it. Demons and ghosts were labels for women like Wen Nan.

So utterly disgusting!

Auntie Lin wanted to argue, but she heard Song Zhou’s cold voice.

“Auntie Lin, you still don’t know your mistake. Get on your knees now!”

Auntie Lin’s knees gave way and she knelt on the floor, hanging her head in shame.

Song Zhou pressed, “Auntie Lin, I’ve told you before you came here that there are some things you can’t say. You know what you shouldn’t do yet you do it. You must be punished!”

Auntie Lin cried sadly. “Sorry, 1 was wrong, Mr. Chen. But I did it for your own good. 1 think that Tang Beibei isn’t good enough for you. She’s not worthy of you.”

Jiang Jingchen scoffed. He hated it when people said bad things about his wife.

“You think that she’s not worthy of me? Who do you think you are?”

Auntie Lin cried and said, “Mr. Chen, I’ve been taking care of you for a few years. You should find a better woman to take care of you, not a little girl you need to take care of.”

Her sincere tone made it sound like she did it for his own good.

However, Jiang Jingchen only found it ridiculous. “Who I’m with is none of your business. You knew your place when you first took care of me.”

“After a few years, you think that you’ve become my elder and can decide my life? What a fool!”

Jiang Jingchen was furious. He ordered Song Zhou with a cold face, “Get her out of here and find me a mute servant. If you find me another big mouth, you can get lost too!”

Song Zhou lowered his head in fear. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. 1’11 get on it immediately.”

Song Zhou glared at Auntie Lin, who was still kneeling on the floor, with a cold expression. “Get up now. I’ll send you overseas.”

Auntie Lin looked at Jiang Jingchen in shock when she saw that he would replace her over such a small matter.

She signed a lifetime contract to work for Jiang Jingchen. If she was taken away like this, she would definitely suffer.

“Mr. Chen, I’ve taken care of you for so many years. I’ve put in hard work even if I got no credit. I won’t do it again.”

Jiang Jingchen’s deep voice was cold. “I will never keep a snake in my bosom. Get lost!”

Song Zhou saw that Auntie Lin still wanted to argue, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. He quickly covered her mouth, helped her up and brought her out.

“Auntie Lin, you’ve crossed the line by trying to meddle in Young Master’s business. You’ve even disrespected Young Madam. You brought this upon yourself. No one can save you now.”

Auntie Lin sobbed, “It was Wen Nan. Wen Nan instigated me to say those things. 1 only said a few words to her and Mr. Chen kicked me out like this. I feel wronged.”

Song Zhou was annoyed. “You shouldn’t feel wronged. You should worry about your future.”

“I was going to ask you to take care of Young Madam because I thought highly of you. I didn’t expect you to be so tactless. I’ve misjudged you. Let’s go!”

Song Zhou’s voice was so loud that even Wen Nan in the living room could hear him.

Wen Nan’s face was a little pale. She looked at Auntie Lin who was being taken away and asked, “Mr. Chen, where will you send Auntie Lin?”

Jiang Jingchen glanced at her with a cold face. “A dark and damp mine, or to do something dangerous. It’s up to Song Zhou.”

Wen Nan swallowed hard. She knew that Mr. Chen’s business covered a wide range of industries.

If he wanted to punish someone, that person would definitely suffer.

Jiang Jingchen glanced at her. “Dr. Wen, why are you so nervous? Could it be like what Auntie Lin said? That you instigated her to say things that made my wife unhappy?”

“No, no, why would I? You’ve already warned me before and I remember it.” Wen Nan said respectfully.

Jiang Jingchen snorted. “It’d better be that way.”

When Song Zhou came back, he reported that he had already gotten someone to take Auntie Lin away and he had started searching for a mute servant.

Song Zhou recalled that he saw Wen Nan when he came upstairs. He asked in confusion, “Young Master, didn’t you want to punish Wen Nan too? Or did you use Auntie Lin to warn her? Why didn’t you just kick both of them out?”

Jiang Jingchen replied nonchalantly, “It’s not Wen Nan’s first mistake. It would be too light a punishment to send her away.”

Song Zhou felt the air turn a few degrees colder. Every time the young master spoke in such a nonchalant tone, it meant that someone was going to be in trouble.

“By the way, Young Master, you said last time that you wanted to wait until certain secrets came to light before you dealt with Wen Nan. Is it because of those secrets that didn’t do anything?”

“My wife already knows that my legs have recovered, so that’s no longer a secret.”

Jiang Jingchen’s tone turned menacing as he said, “I’m waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

“Waiting for Wen Nan to go to hell so 1 can give her a push and send her to the 18th level!”

No one should offend Tang Beibei in future, or they would be thrown into hell by the young master.

But a living hell was more painful than death, more unbearable!