My CEO Ex-husband Wants To Remarry Me

Chapter 19

Jing Yanxi quickly saved the number. Asking for her number turned out to be a piece of cake! It seemed that Wan Wan also liked him… Thinking of that, he bubbled up with joy on the inside.

In the evening, Su Ruowan gave Jiu Jiu a bath and wrapped her in a bathrobe. After that, she put the little girl on the bed and said, “Baby, don’t sleep yet. Let me dry your hair first.”

Jiu Jiu sat like a frog as her mother dried her hair. Her eyes kept drooping down, and she had to shake herself awake several times.

Once her hair was dry, she immediately slipped under the thin quilt and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Just then, there was a message notification on her phone. Su Ruowan opened the text, which read, “I’m Jing Yanxi.”

With a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, she saved his number to the contact list with the name “Big Baby…” Worried that Jing Yanxi wouldn’t be able to read, she added him on WeChat.

After waiting for a long time for him to accept the request, she laughed and shook her head. Yan Yan was only four years old, so he probably didn’t know how to use WeChat yet.

In the Jing family’s villa.

The black Cayenne drove into the villa and stopped near the porch. A man stepped out of the car. When Old Mr. Jing saw his grandson’s tall figure through the window on the first floor, he immediately closed the curtain, nimbly turned around, and lay on the bed before starting to groan softly.

As soon as Jing Muchen entered the house, he saw his father coming to see him in a hurry. With a serious look on his face, Jing Shaofan said, “A Chen, come to your grandfather’s room right now.”

Jing Muchen raised his eyebrows. What was his grandfather up to this time?

As he followed his father to the room, he could hear Old Mr. Jing’s exaggerated groaning even from a distance.

“Ouch! Ouch!”

Jing Shaofan and Li Manting both sat down on chairs next to the bed. The family doctor, Shi Mingjun, was measuring Old Mr. Jing’s blood pressure.

“Grandpa, how are you?” Jing Muchen asked as he approached the bed, looking at his grandfather with scrutinizing eyes.

“A Chen… Ahem…” Old Mr. Jing motioned for Shi Mingjun to help him up. Jing Muchen also strode forward and held his arm, saying, “Be careful.”

Old Mr. Jing let out a deep sigh. “It seems that my health is getting worse and worse. All I did was stand at the door to feel the breeze for a while, but now, I feel sore all over my body, my leg joints hurt badly, and I can’t stop coughing… Ahem…”

Jing Muchen felt a headache creeping in, but he had no choice but to play along. “Grandpa, you should take care of yourself. Even though it’s summer, the temperature can drop at any time.”

Old Mr. Jing sneaked a glance at his grandson’s expression. “I know you care about me. There’s just one thing that keeps bothering me…”

Jing Muchen just sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at him, as if listening carefully.

Old Mr. Jing gulped and continued, “I inquired about Miss Zhang after she visited us last week. She has a good family background, and there are no bad rumors about her. The two of you would be a perfect match. You know, a woman who is focused on her career is also good. In this case, she can help you with your work… I already discussed the matter with your parents just now. If you have no objection, we can hold a wedding, right?”

Jing Muchen chuckled. “Grandpa, we’ve known each other for less than two months…”

Old Mr. Jing immediately became anxious. “Do you really want to make your old grandpa suffer? I’m already 79 years old. I might die any day… How will I face your grandmother in the afterlife? Huaiying, my wife, I’m so sorry… Your elder grandson got married, but his wife died during childbirth. Your younger grandson is already 30, but he still hasn’t gotten married. My old friends show off their great-grandchildren to me all the time. My heart aches seeing that…”

Li Manting immediately stood up and shoved her son. She hissed, “A Chen, he’s doing this for your own good. Luoya is a good girl. She’s gentle and ladylike…”

Jing Muchen didn’t reply.

Seeing how stubborn he was, Old Mr. Jing couldn’t continue with his act anymore. He picked up a pillow and threw it at him. “You unfilial rascal!”

Jing Muchen caught the pillow easily. “Grandpa, is the pain gone? Are you feeling okay now?”

Old Mr. Jing remained silent.

Jing Shaofan sighed and said, “A Chen, come with me.”

Jing Muchen casually walked over and placed the pillow at the head of the bed, behind his grandfather. “Grandpa, I’ll leave now. Get some rest.”

Old Mr. Jing just snorted and turned his face away.

Jing Muchen straightened up and followed his father out of the room, and into the study.

“A Chen, do you really have feelings for Miss Zhang?” Jing Shaofan asked, turning to face his handsome son.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Jing Muchen lowered his head slightly, and the front of his black hair hung down to cover his eyes.

After a while, he finally asked in a low voice, “Dad, do you really have feelings for Mom?”

Jing Shaofan was so taken aback by the question.

Jing Muchen raised his head, revealing his perfect features, which he must have inherited from Li Manting.

“I also hope to have a perfect marriage like the two of you, where you can respect and be polite to each other.” After saying that, he opened the door of the study and walked out.

Sinking down onto the sofa in resignation, Jing Shaofan sighed. If anyone asked him what the highest point in his life was, he would tell them that it was giving up his high political status and going into business instead, starting the reputed Jing Yang Group.

But he was the only one who knew that, when it came to his family, he was nothing but a loser and a coward.

When he was young, he had had a woman that he loved, but in the end, he had chosen to marry someone who could bring him great benefits.

In the eyes of the public, he was the only excellent son of Old Mr. Jing, the handsome and gentle husband of Li Manting, and the father of three outstanding children. Undoubtedly, he was a winner in life.

But just like all the wealthy people in the world, every time he recalled those old memories and the choices that he had made, he wouldn’t be able to sleep. And even when he did, he would be haunted by nightmares…

On Friday, Old Mr. Jing sat in the living room and watched Jing Yanxi and Jing Muxuan playing happily with each other.

After a while, he heard the sound of a car pulling into the porch of the villa. Aunt Hui shouted, “Mr. Jing Muchen is back.”

Jing Muchen walked into the living room, unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt. He was followed by Zhang Luoya, who had her head lowered shyly.

Today, she was wearing a pink sleeveless dress, and her hair was pulled up into a simple bun. She had inquired about Old Mr. Jing’s preferences with Li Manting in private, and dressed up in a way that would win his approval.

As expected, the smile in Old Mr. Jing’s eyes deepened when he saw Zhang Luoya’s appearance.

After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa to chat while having some fruit. The TV was on, broadcasting the news. Suddenly, they heard the sound of thunder rumbling outside, followed by the splattering of rain.

Li Manting went to the window and had a look outside. “It started pouring all of a sudden. I don’t know when it will stop…”

As she spoke, a brilliant idea popped into her head. She turned around and said, “The rain is too heavy. Luoya, how about you stay here tonight?”