Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

Chapter 999: Tian Xiulan

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

After Tian Xiulan finished cooking and set the food on the dining table, she hurried to the living room, only to find Zhou Hengyang absent. Su Wen was nowhere to be seen either. Just as she was about to check the main room, Zhou Hengyang blocked her path by opening the door.

“Hengyang!” Tian Xiulan exclaimed joyfully.

Zhou Hengyang’s expression darkened slightly, his demeanour growing colder.

Tian Xiulan’s heart fluttered nervously. She couldn’t fathom what she’d done wrong. Why did Hengyang seem displeased?

“Hengyang, what’s the matter?” Tian Xiulan asked, puzzled.

“What did you call me just now?” Zhou Hengyang inquired gravely.

“I…” Tian Xiulan hesitated, feeling a pang of embarrassment. “I called…” But you mentioned that it wasn’t appropriate for me to address you as Young Master. You forbade it.”

“And when did you decide to change your mind?”

“I… I just changed my mind…”

Zhou Hengyang regarded Tian Xiulan’s stuttering and uncertain demeanour with a hint of disdain in his eyes. No wonder Su Wen was upset. Tian Xiulan seemed to be intentionally provoking misunderstandings.

He had no tolerance for ill-intentioned individuals, let alone those concerned with saving face.

“You may leave now. We don’t need you here.”

“Why?” Tian Xiulan was taken aback. “Eldest Young Master, you’ve just returned. There’ll be no one to take care of you. Who will prepare your meals if I leave?”

“What you say is amusing. If you leave, you think no one will cook for me?”

“But…”

“Place all my house keys on the table outside. Your cleaning services are no longer needed.”

This time, Tian Xiulan wasn’t just serious; she was panic-stricken, beads of cold sweat forming on her back. She had diligently served the Zhou family for years. Despite being a nanny, her status was respectable, even influential due to her assistance in managing the properties under the Eldest Young Master’s name.

And she couldn’t afford to lose the opportunity to assist him in maintaining the household, not to mention her clandestine rental arrangements.

No one knew about this matter; she had done it all secretly.

“The keys are at the old mansion. I didn’t bring them with me.”

“That’s fine. I’ll send someone with you,” Zhou Hengyang dismissed. “You may leave. Prepare the keys, my associates will arrive shortly.”

“Eldest Young Master…” Tian Xiulan wanted to plead, but she understood his temperament. The more she spoke, the more mistakes she’d make. She departed reluctantly.

“She left?” Su Wen peered out from behind the door.

“Aren’t you asleep?” Zhou Hengyang turned, smiling at Su Wen. “Why are you up?”

“I woke as soon as you left,” Su Wen mumbled sleepily. The bedroom’s heater was ample, and the carpet kept her feet warm. She hadn’t realized when she was transferred to bed earlier.

Hengyang was talking to Tian Xiulan outside. She awoke when she heard them.

“I barely slept an hour.” Zhou Hengyang had been watching over her. He hadn’t anticipated her waking so soon. “Let’s eat first. Eating before sleeping is better.”

“Okay.”

Su Wen washed her face with warm water. The anaesthetic on her shoulder stitches had worn off, and the pain was excruciating. She grimaced as she descended the stairs.

“Does your wound hurt?”

“Yes,” Su Wen replied, seizing the opportunity to act needy.

“Serves you right!”

Su Wen was speechless. Did this man possess any sympathy at all?