My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 113 - 113: 113: Rong Yan’s Constitution is Different From Ordinary People

Li Shengxiao’s brows furrowed, and a fierce gleam flashed through his eyes, “No need. Next time you see someone from the Rong Family, just throw them out!”

“Hahaha.” Cui Jiangjing laughed, “It seems we’re on the same page. That’s what I told the front desk too. Those people from the Rong Family treated Rong Yan like a piece of merchandise, deceiving her to please the people from the Gao family. Now that the Gao family is in trouble, they want to clarify the relationship between Rong Yan and our family. Hehe, if they really knew Rong Yan is your wife, they would probably be even more restless.”

Even when Rong Yan was beaten up, her biological mother did not call to show any concern. When trouble arose, it was the troublemaking Old Madam who came looking for people. Her atrocious attitude at the hospital, causing a scene, made it clear that she did not genuinely wish to visit Rong Yan; she just wanted to use Rong Yan to clear up the things they didn’t understand.

Hehe, such family members can really chill one’s heart.

Poor Rong Yan, to have such a biological mother and grandmother. Add to that a glaringly green “green tea” little sister, life isn’t easy.

Luckily, she’s now met the wealthiest thigh in Capital City; she can walk sideways in Swiss and it wouldn’t matter!

“They wouldn’t dare!”

Rong Yan was his last reason to tolerate these jumping clowns. If they dared to touch his girl again, he would make them understand that there are things in this world more terrifying than death – living!

Cui Jiangjing knew well his friend Li Shengxiao’s methods, so he  stopped there, knowing when to quit.

Regardless, given the blood relation between Little Yan Rong and the Rong Family, Shengxiao wouldn’t lay hands on them directly to press them into the dust. Of course, that would depend on whether those women from the Rong Family were smart enough.

There was also Rong Nanfeng, whether he would stand up to protect his biological daughter when it mattered.

Rong Yan’s re-examination took a full half-hour, with all possible tests completed. A thick stack of test reports was finally handed to Cui Jiangjing.

He flipped through the various reports three times, eyeing Rong Yan who had just emerged with a look of marvel, as if he’d seen something extraordinary.

“Any problems?” Seeing this made Li Shengxiao’s handsome face slightly tense as he stepped in front of Rong Yan.

Only then did Cui Jiangjing withdraw his gaze, tilting his head, looking as if he’d seen a ghost, “No, it’s just too problem-free, which is astonishing.”

“A normal person, having been beaten like that, would at least have to lie in bed for a week or half a month. She not only got out of bed the same day but also went out with you to eat hot and sour noodles. Eating something so spicy and greasy, and yet having absolutely no problems! The test reports are showing her wounds are recovering rapidly!”

“It’s unscientific, way too unscientific!”

Cui Jiangjing wished he could take her to be dissected for study, to see exactly how she was made inside. Her recovery speed was definitely different from normal people, at least twice as fast.

No, more than twice as much!

Rong Yan, feeling awkward under his burning gaze, made up an excuse, “Maybe it’s because I’m healthy, everything I eat tastes delicious, so I recover faster.’

Of course, that wasn’t the reason. She actually knew the reason. But she didn’t understand the underlying principle, only knowing that she had drunk a certain medicine given by an expert in traditional Chinese medicine that she had followed. Not long after drinking it, she noticed that her healing ability was much faster than ordinary people, but before she could ask why, the person disappeared. She still hadn’t found him, and wanted to ask what was going on, whether there might be any side effects…

“Just because you’re healthy? Why do I feel that still doesn’t seem right?” Cui Jiangjing cocked his head, wearing an ‘I don’t believe it’ expression.

“Otherwise, what could it be? Alright, I admit, my real identity is actually….”