My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 3

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

From the phone's other side, a voice tinged with resignation emerged after Chi Yang stayed silent for ages. “Alright, alright. I’ll continue talking. Cough cough... Well, big boss, you know that stray cat adopted by Sis-in-law Qin is now pregnant?”

“Chi Yang, I miss you.”

Zhong Nuannuan rested her head against Chi Yang’s chest, her arms clinging tightly to his waist. Pure joy filled her heart as she voiced these sincere words.

“Hello? Hello? Big boss, are you still listening? Do you need me to continue talking?”

“Chi Yang, nothing is going on between me and Zhou Jinhui.

“When Zhou Jinhui fell to his death and you questioned our relationship, I claimed we were together out of anger toward you.

“It was wrong of me to do that! I’ll never say anything to hurt you again. Please don’t be mad at me!”

Chi Yang always got jealous over any man near her.

This near-obsessive trait stripped away his reason completely.

That was why Zhong Nuannuan felt compelled to clarify her stance with Zhou Jinhui and all her other male classmates. She wanted Chi Yang to grasp fully that she, Zhong Nuannuan, had no other boyfriends. Just like him, she desired only him! Him alone!

“Okay.”

His swift reply stunned Zhong Nuannuan, leaving her staring at him in bewilderment. She wondered if she'd misheard.

Gazing at her slightly parted cherry lips, her fox-like eyes shimmering with a misty glow that made them sparkle hugely, her long lashes fluttering like tiny fans softly caressing his heart repeatedly. It tugged at Chi Yang's emotions. He yearned to lean in and claim that tempting mouth fiercely, soothing his longing heart that had ached for her over the past month.

Yet, he restrained himself ultimately.

Before, he'd forced himself on her and rashly filed his marriage report at the base. She'd responded with intense resentment. After much effort to warm her attitude toward him, he refused to provoke her anew.

Suppressing the impulse to pull her close, Chi Yang explained, “Zhou Jinhui suffered from epilepsy. During your quarrel, his condition triggered, making him tumble down the stairs and strike the back of his head fatally. The autopsy cleared you completely. Even his family acknowledged his illness. You're blameless, and his death isn't on you. Stop faulting yourself.”

“Okay,” Zhong Nuannuan nodded.

In reality, Zhong Qianqian had shoved him downstairs amid his epileptic episode. She'd seen Zhong Qianqian collapse in shock from her deed and figured taking the blame would shield Zhong Nuannuan from bullying, at least. Even in jail, she could escape easily—that's why she'd shouldered the guilt for Zhong Qianqian.

She bore no responsibility for Zhou Jinhui’s death; she was merely being too hard on herself.