Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 233 (END)

Chapter 233 : The End.

"Don't be afraid, I'll give you the needle now. Just one prick, and you'll feel happy—"

The gleaming needle tip glistened with water droplets, exceptionally bright. Yan Liang's throat tightened with fear, her vision blurred, but she dared not let herself faint.

Yan Liang knew exactly what Ye Qing was holding. At this moment, she truly understood what real fear meant.

Her body kept retreating, but her strength was completely exhausted. With each struggle, she felt her remaining strength slipping away, like sand slipping through her fingers, uncontrollable.

"... No, no ... Ye Qing, are you crazy? No ... I don't want it, go away ... go away ..."

"You want it. Now you're begging no, but in a minute you'll be begging for it. It'll feel good. Come on, try it."

Ye Qing laughed maniacally, the blood vessels in her large eyes bulging, making her look exceptionally ferocious and terrifying. Yan Liang gritted her teeth, watching helplessly as the needle in Ye Qing's hand approached her. She almost mustered all her strength, raising her hand and slapping the needle away ...

Ye Qing was caught off guard, only realizing afterward that her "precious thing" had been knocked to the ground by Yan Liang.

Enraged, she glared fiercely at Yan Liang's hand braced on the ground, her eyes filled with malice. "... You dare hit me? You're still going to hold on even now? I already told you I'd give you a quick death, and you don't appreciate it, but you dare hit me?"

"... Ye Qing, you ... you calm down, don't ... don't do this ... this is illegal, you ... ah!"

Before Yan Liang could finish speaking, she suddenly felt herself lifted. Ye Qing had already stood up, grabbed her hand, and dragged her up, ignoring her struggles, pulling her towards a wooden plank. Yan Liang, dizzy and weak, had no strength to resist and was slammed heavily onto the plank. She felt a sharp pain in her spine, and before she could recover, she realized her hand was being raised high.

The next second—a sharp knife was thrust directly at her palm.

"Ah—!"

The piercing scream seemed to shake the entire abandoned factory. Yan Liang no longer knew where the pain was coming from. She dared not move, for her hand was nailed to a wooden board. Her entire hand ached, her whole body ached, she was struggling to breathe, and she was truly on the verge of death …

Ye Qing retrieved something from her bag, her movements practiced and swift, preparing to attack Yan Liang again.

"... You little bitch, are you ready? I'm coming again ..."

Ye Qing laughed maniacally, the needle aimed at Yan Liang's vein. Just as the needle was about to pierce her, Yan Liang felt a surge of despair—

This time, she couldn't protect her baby again ...

The pain mixed with despair overwhelmed her, tears streaming down her face—"I'm sorry, baby, Mommy really tried her best, tried her best to protect you ..."

She didn't know if she had been a ruthless person in her past life, if she had often taken lives, so this life meant she had to pay for it with such unbearable pain. But if it were possible, could she repay the debt through herself? Instead of bringing this disaster upon the unborn child in her womb?

Darkness, like a tidal wave, surged towards her fiercely. The chilling warmth gradually faded, and slowly, the pain disappeared. The woman's maniacal laughter beside her became indistinct. The whole world fell silent, little by little, until finally, only the pounding of her own heartbeat remained ...

Xi Cheng ... Xi Cheng ...

Actually, the thing I don't regret in this life is meeting you and falling in love with you in my lifetime.

If there's a next life, I'd be willing to do it all again.

***

"Dr. Zhang, it's been almost 48 hours, why is there still no reaction?"

"... Mr. Liang, well ... I can't say for sure right now, but judging from the current situation, Mrs. Liang should be alright. I believe she'll wake up soon."

"..."

"What nonsense are you talking to me about? I want her to wake up immediately! When you brought her in, you told me she'd wake up in 12 hours at most, and how much time has passed now ..."

"... Mr. Liang, please take care of yourself!"

"... Mr. Liang, you're bleeding from your nose again ..."

"Never mind me! I'm telling you, if you don't wake her up, I'll make your hospital disappear from City A tomorrow!"

"... Yes, I will do my best ... Mr. Liang, please don't be so anxious. Actually, you haven't rested properly these past few days, which is why you've been having nosebleeds. You need to rest more, and your internal heat is too high; this can't go on ..."

“...”

So noisy.

Yan Liang felt weak, as if floating on clouds. She tried to reach for something, but grasped nothing. Her hands flailed futilely in the air, exhausting her strength, yet still feeling unwell. Several times she tried to make a sound, but no words came out …

What was happening?

She remembered that she seemed to have been kidnapped by Ye Qing. Ye Qing was going to inject her with drugs, and she had been injured and bled a lot … Was she already dead?

Was this heaven?

Or perhaps, it was actually hell?

A constant stream of sounds echoed in her ears, but whenever she tried to hear clearly, her mind became hazy and indistinct. Her body seemed to float in the air. She didn't know how much time had passed when suddenly a clear voice called out from behind, "... Mom!"

"..."

Yan Liang was startled. Almost instinctively, she turned around, and in that instant, as if struck by a magic spell, she screamed and bounced back.

"Ah ... Ugh ..."

"Yan Liang!"

Because Ye Qing had injured the back of her head and caused her to lose a lot of blood, her body was actually very weak. When Yan Liang, still shaken, suddenly sat up, she felt nauseous, and a wave of intense dizziness washed over her, causing her to sway violently. Her vision went completely black. But in that instant, a pair of strong, powerful hands pulled her tightly into their arms.

That deep voice, tinged with an undeniable hoarseness, was the one that brought her the most comfort.

"Yan Liang, it's me, it's me, it's Xi Cheng. Are you alright? You're finally awake."

"…"

Then another voice interrupted, "... It's good that you're awake. Mrs. Liang seems to be alright. Mr. Liang, let me check her again."

Yan Liang's body was laid back flat on the bed. The darkness before her eyes slowly dissipated, and then she saw a familiar handsome face, though it differed from the one she remembered. His refined features were now filled with anxiety and unease, his brows furrowed with worry. He even had stubble on his chin, a stark contrast to his usual meticulous appearance.

But this was the man she loved.

Was she … not dead, or … truly dead? But if she was dead, why could she still see Liang Xi Cheng?

“… Xi Cheng …”

Yan Liang moved her lips, her fingers on the bed twitching as she spoke. She called Liang Xi Cheng's name, her voice hoarse, as if squeezed from worn-out gears, her throat dry. “… Xi Cheng …”

“I’m here. How are you?”

"She's mostly recovered, Mr. Liang. However, Mrs. Liang suffered a severe head injury and will need to stay in the hospital for observation for a while. Given her pregnancy, extra caution is needed. Fortunately, the baby's willpower is very strong this time; despite all this, there haven't been any problems. So, Mr. and Mrs. Liang can rest assured."

Yan Liang's ears were ringing, but she clearly heard what the doctor said.

She found it hard to believe. As soon as the doctor left, her soft little hand waved in the air. Liang Xi Cheng came over, took her hand, and his deep eyes, though bloodshot, gradually softened with tenderness. He leaned down, his arm around the back of Yan Liang's neck, pulling her into his arms, inhaling her scent deeply, finding it sweet, sweet to the core.

"... I'm alive."

Yan Liang's fingers twitched, climbing up his back. The familiar warmth, the familiar scent—everything was familiar. She hadn't died.

“Alive, baby, I’m so sorry for making you suffer. Thank goodness you’re alright, otherwise I would never forgive myself.”

“… Xi Cheng, Xi Cheng, I’m really alive, our child …”

“The child is here, baby, our child is here. Don’t worry, it’s my fault. I’ll never let you suffer like this again. I’m sorry …”

Yan Liang truly felt like she had been reborn. Nothing was more blissful than the hope she had found amidst profound despair.

She was alive, and her child was still alive. Heaven had ultimately been kind to her.

Liang Xi Cheng later told her that he had been searching the area until he was exhausted and was about to contact the police when he heard Yan Liang’s desperate scream. Her voice was the one he knew best. His car was parked not far from the abandoned factory at that moment. Hearing the sound, he jumped out and rushed inside, just as Ye Qing was about to attack her.

Seeing the woman on the verge of death, Liang Xi Cheng felt a chill run down his spine for the first time in his life. Her hands were nailed to a wooden board, flesh and blood mangled, her head covered in blood; she looked as if she were submerged in a pool of blood. Liang Xi Cheng felt dizzy, and the pungent smell of blood drove him mad.

He almost used the same methods, wanting to chop off Ye Qing's hands, but of course he didn't, because it would be too time-consuming. He needed to save his woman immediately.

During the 48 hours Yan Liang was unconscious, Liang Xi Cheng had Ye Qing dealt with. Kidnapping, attempted assault, and drug use—enough to put her in prison for the rest of her life. Of course, Ye Sheng Ming hadn't stopped; he was probably running around trying to rescue his daughter these past two days.

Originally, he hadn't intended to be so ruthless, but now that Yan Liang was in this state, Liang Xi Cheng naturally wouldn't let it go.

The divorce proceedings have been filed in court, and the trial will begin soon. Ye Qing has virtually no chance of winning. The contract Ye Sheng Ming previously signed with him can now be put to use. Liang Xi Cheng has no interest in Ye Sheng Ming's assets, but he knows Chu Yi Sheng is manipulating things.

During his disappearance, he must have gone out and arranged for someone to directly buy and sell shares with Ye Sheng Ming. He's acquired 70% of Ye's Group's shares, leaving it a shell company. Chu Yi Sheng contacted him yesterday specifically to inform him that their contract has expired. From now on, in A City, Far East Group won't give Liang's Group any leeway in the business world.

Liang Xi Cheng isn't afraid of Chu Yi Sheng. Although he's ambitious, he's completely different from Ye Sheng Ming. On the contrary, he enjoys competing with such powerful rivals in the business world.

Five days later, the divorce papers were finally finalized, and Liang Xi Cheng felt a sense of relief. Ye Qing's case would go to trial next month. Ye Sheng Ming had hired a lawyer, but with so many charges against Ye Qing, she couldn't be released on bail. The once arrogant heiress was now imprisoned; she must be suffering terribly.

Liang Xi Cheng had no sympathy for her. To make her more "comfortable," he specially arranged for someone to "take good care" of her in prison. He would make her pay for all the pain his woman had endured, bit by bit.

A month later, Yan Liang was discharged from the hospital.

Her health was mostly fine, and she was less than two months pregnant. However, due to the pregnancy, many medications were unavailable. The wound on her hand had been painful for over half a month and was still bandaged, unable to come into contact with water.

Liang Xi Cheng took excellent care of her, not letting her do anything, even eating and drinking, wishing he could be her personal attendant.

However, his body had been severely overworked, and he had been experiencing nosebleeds for a while. Fortunately, the doctor only said it was due to blood stasis affecting his heart, and there were no other problems, which put Yan Liang at ease.

After Yan Liang was discharged from the hospital, Liang Xi Cheng immediately arranged for her to stay in their old apartment. To reassure her, he also enlisted Qin Mu Hua's help. With Qin Mu Hua's care, Yan Liang recovered even faster.

By five months, her belly was noticeably protruding, and her physical injuries had healed. Yan Liang's appetite improved, and her pregnancy symptoms had mostly disappeared. She stayed at home every day, and Liang Xi Cheng hired a nutritionist to prepare special pregnancy meals for her. Yan Liang enjoyed the food for the first few days, but gradually she started to crave it, always wanting ice cream. However, it was too cold, and Liang Xi Cheng wouldn't allow it. Unable to resist her, he promised her only one cup a day, and then he hid all the ice cream in the house.

That afternoon, Yan Liang was home alone, desperately craving ice cream. Since Liang Xi Cheng wasn't home, she dragged her aching back to the refrigerator, but couldn't find it. She searched almost the entire kitchen, but still couldn't find it. Pregnant women are often irritable, and lately, she'd been spoiled rotten by her husband. Feeling uncomfortable, Yan Liang lashed out at the housekeeper. The poor maid had no idea where the ice cream was. This anger lingered until Liang Xi Cheng came home from work.

Seeing the plump woman standing in the kitchen, hands on her hips, Liang Xi Cheng's heart softened.

Heaven had been kind to him; he had gotten everything he wanted.

"What's wrong? I heard from people at the company that little tigress at home is angry again. What's wrong?"

He stepped forward, reached out and pulled open his shirt collar, pulling the pregnant woman into his arms from behind. His thin lips pressed against her face, gently caressing it.

Yan Liang reached out and slapped Liang Xi Cheng's face away. "Get away!"

"…"

"Baby, you need a reason to be angry. Tell me, who made you unhappy? I'll go teach them a lesson."

"You."

"…"

Yan Liang angrily pushed him away, huffing. Liang Xi Cheng looked at her red eyes and felt a pang of heartache, but he also couldn't help but sigh. Pregnant women's emotions really fluctuate quickly. His darling used to never cry so easily.

His eyes were full of doting affection. He reached out and pulled the heavily pregnant woman into his arms again, ignoring her struggles, holding her tightly and gently kissing her lips. "Okay, don't be stubborn with me. I know you want ice cream. Just one more, okay? But don't eat too much."

"You hid it."

The woman's voice choked slightly, like a child who hadn't gotten their candy.

"I was afraid you'd sneak some."

"I want some."

"Just one more?"

"…"

Liang Xi Cheng pressed her shoulders, turning her around. There was a hidden compartment in the wall. He gently pressed it, and the door opened, revealing a variety of colorful ice creams. Yan Liang's face immediately lit up with a smile. Liang Xi Cheng reached out and pinched her cheek. "What flavor?"

"Strawberry."

He took out a cup, carefully unwrapped it for her, and then gently scooped a spoonful into her mouth.

Yan Liang pouted, clearly unhappy. "I can eat by myself. Don't treat me like a child."

"Sigh, why aren't you a child? I have two precious babies now, the younger one isn't even born yet, and the older one is already giving me a hard time all day long. Look at you, don't you look like a child?"

Yan Liang was unconvinced, but the way she ate her ice cream had a childlike quality. "Who said I'm a child? I just wanted ice cream, and all pregnant women do this, it's not like I'm the only one."

"Yes, everyone does this, my wife doesn't give me special treatment."

"Who's your wife? You're so annoying ..."

Yan Liang turned her back, her face slightly flushed. Actually, Liang Xi Cheng had proposed to her, but because she really wanted to wear a wedding dress, and now that she was heavily pregnant, Yan Liang absolutely refused to register their marriage first. She said this time, they had to follow the normal procedure, so she would have to get back in shape after giving birth, then get married, take wedding photos, and then register.

Liang Xi Cheng didn't have any objections to this, but if they followed this procedure, his child would be born as an "unregistered resident." Yan Liang confidently declared—"Our CEO Liang wouldn't be unable to handle such a small matter?"

"You're carrying my child, and you still won't admit you're my wife?"

"We're not married, so it doesn't count."

"I'll drag you to register tomorrow, baby. Marry me, I've prepared everything for you, just waiting for your nod."

Yan Liang felt she'd lost some "control" lately due to his restrictions. Even eating ice cream had become a "luxury," and she'd throw a tantrum all day. Thinking about it now, it was truly tragic. A playful thought struck her, and she said with a haughty grin, "Fine, if I have a daughter, I'll marry you right away. If I have a son, I won't marry you."

Liang Xi Cheng, "…"

What kind of logic is that? What's the difference between a daughter and a son?

Yan Liang chuckled, tossed her empty ice cream cup into the trash can, and said with her hands on her hips, "I like daughters, but if you can't give me a daughter, I won't want you!"

Liang Xi Cheng's face darkened. He picked her up and slapped her on the bottom. Her face flushed red. He glared at her, "Little thing, if you don't want me, who will you want? It's just a daughter, right? I, Liang Xi Cheng, can't give birth to a daughter? Don't worry, if this one isn't enough, there's always next time. Your husband will try."

"... Who wants to have another child with you ..."

"You, my wife, I'll try every night. Actions speak louder than words, wife, let's try now—"

"Ah, Liang Xi Cheng, you pervert! I'm pregnant, no matter how hard I try, it's useless—"

"Practice first, then you'll be able to hit the mark every time!"

"…"

Half an hour later, the bedroom was filled with the enchanting warmth of spring.

The man carefully embraced the woman, gently entering her from behind. His movements were rhythmic, his body finding maximum relief. The lines on his face softened, and the sheer curtains couldn't block the light filtering in, casting an incredibly gentle glow on his face.

The woman beneath him moaned softly, her voice as tender and alluring as water. He leaned over her smooth back, feeling that possessing her was the greatest happiness, the most perfect thing in his life.

"Wife, I love you ..."

He thrust, and at the moment of her satisfaction, he nibbled on her ear, coaxing, "Call me husband."

Yan Liang's lips curled into a smile. She reached back and embraced the man's neck, then turned her face to kiss him, savoring his saliva, finding it more delicious than ice cream. Her voice, filled with passion, was the voice of her heart, "Husband ... I love you too."

 

***

 

T/N: This is it! Finally done! Finally our Yan Liang and Xi Cheng have their happy ending! While reading this, I can't help but felt that I'm watching those Chinese short dramas. Haha. Thank you everyone, for staying with me throughout the story. Bye!

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