Chapter 43: Don’t Call Me Miss Jiang—Call Me Your Wife

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The last time Lu Fan woke up, Jiang Ruxue had also been in his arms. But back then, she had still held something back. Unlike today, the two of them were almost completely naked, with only the thinnest layer of clothing between them.

When they had still been together, Lu Fan would be berated mercilessly whenever he accidentally caught sight of her changing clothes.

He had never even imagined a scene like this.

Jiang Ruxue explained, “Your body fell into a hypothermic state again. The method we used last time worked, so I…”

Lu Fan had only just awakened, and his voice was still slightly hoarse. “Thank you. I feel much better.”

Seeing how calm he remained, Jiang Ruxue felt a little disappointed.

Here she was, a beautiful woman nestled in his arms, yet he was completely unmoved, without the slightest improper thought.

Was he even a man?

Lu Fan, meanwhile, found it strange. He was already awake, and she hated him so much—why had she not hurried to put her clothes back on?

Jiang Ruxue assumed that the stimulation was not enough. She deliberately sat up, revealing her fair, bare back.

The thin quilt slipped to her chest, exposing most of her shapely breasts, along with her exquisite collarbones and elegant swanlike neck.

When it came to her appearance, Jiang Ruxue had absolute confidence.

If Lu Fan had not been determined to divorce her, she would never have resorted to using her beauty as a weapon.

She had not originally wanted things to come to this. But today, when she had gone to the Qin family and witnessed their enthusiasm—

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If she had not taken Lu Fan away, she had no idea what they might have done to him.

She did not have much time left. She had to reclaim Lu Fan before the Qin family could make their move, which was why she had decided to turn their scheme against them.

Instead of moving away, she pressed herself closer to Lu Fan and gripped his wrist.

“Don’t worry. I’ve already sent the servants to pick up Xiaoyou. You’re weak, so rest at home. I’ll take care of Xiaoyou.”

Hearing the softness in her voice, Lu Fan asked instinctively, “Did you take the wrong medicine?”

Otherwise, had the sun risen in the west? How could she possibly be speaking to him so gently?

Jiang Ruxue ground her teeth in frustration. He really was hopelessly dense. No wonder he had failed to win her over after five whole years!

Who talked to someone like that?

She was furious inside, yet on the surface she still had to maintain an appearance of gentleness and docility.

“Lu Fan, while you were away, I came to understand something. I was wrong in the past. I shouldn’t have treated you and your daughter so coldly. From now on, let’s live a good life together, all right?”

Lu Fan frowned. Once he made up his mind, he never turned back.

Otherwise, he would not have worked like an ox for the Lu family for five years without uttering a single complaint.

He had assumed Jiang Ruxue felt the same way. He had never expected her to say something like this.

“If you’re doing this for Jiang Rushan, I already promised you that I would treat him.” Lu Fan voiced the concern weighing on her mind.

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Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruxue suddenly threw herself into his arms, her pale arms winding around Lu Fan’s neck.

Their bodies pressed together without restraint, and Lu Fan’s mind exploded.

The instant that soft, yielding sensation met his body, he lost all ability to think.

Though they already had a daughter together, that night he had remembered the conduct expected of a gentleman. He had merely helped her dispel the effects of the drug, awkwardly but earnestly. They had never been this intimate.

They had not even shared their first kiss!

“Miss Jiang, what are you…” Lu Fan stammered, unable to complete a single sentence.

This was also the first time Jiang Ruxue had done something like this. To keep Lu Fan by her side, she was willing to risk everything.

She rubbed against him lightly and found his chest exceptionally broad and firm. Combined with the cool fragrance of his body, it became an intoxicating catalyst.

Her face flushed as she murmured softly, “Don’t call me Miss Jiang. Call me your wife.”

Even Lu Fan’s usually impassive face was instantly stained with a vivid blush. “You… you…”

Taking advantage of the moment, Jiang Ruxue cast him a sultry, teasing glance.

“Husband, don’t you want to touch me?”