Plunder-Chapter 273 Zhou Jin’an is a Dog

An Jinhua’s arrest footage spread rapidly across major media outlets.

Qiao En found out about all this on her way back to Chu Garden.

Of course, she also learned that Zhou Jin’an was safe and unharmed.

"It’s good that young master is fine, it’s good he’s fine, blessings from the Buddha, blessings from the Buddha."

Overcome with joy, Sister Rong cried all the way, continuously murmuring prayers.

Yet Qiao En was unusually calm.

"Sister-in-law, my brother had his difficulties, you know that. An Jinhua is cunning, he hired a professional assassin, utterly unguardable. My brother did what he did to lure the snake out of its hole."

Zhou Chucheng defended Zhou Jin’an.

But the words Zhou Chucheng spoke for Zhou Jin’an seemed to have no effect on Qiao En.

"Yes, I know."

She responded indifferently, but no trace of joy could be found on her face.

"Brother, Sister-in-law seems angry." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Zhou Chucheng sent a message to Zhou Jin’an.

"You’d better think about how to pacify her, deception is a serious problem."

Zhou Chucheng, who was deeply concerned for Zhou Jin’an, sent another message.

Seeing these, Zhou Jin’an felt his heart sink.

He could imagine the pain Qiao En had endured these past days, yet some things had to be done.

After returning from the An residence, he went straight back to Chu Garden.

When Sister Rong came to open the door and saw Zhou Jin’an, she both laughed and cried, "Young master, you’re finally back, it’s good you’re back; these past few days have been heartbreaking."

She couldn’t contain her emotions.

Zhou Jin’an stepped forward and embraced her, patting her back with his large hand.

"Sister Rong, aren’t I fine? Is dinner ready? I’m hungry; I want to eat the food you make."

"It will be ready soon, young master, please come inside. The young madam is in the bedroom."

Sister Rong quickly wiped away her tears and hurried into the kitchen.

Although only a few days had passed, it felt like many years.

Returning to Chu Garden, Zhou Jin’an had a multitude of feelings.

This time, he had personally resolved the biggest threat, and now he and Qiao En could finally enjoy peace and joy.

He ascended the stairs, and the bedroom door was tightly closed.

Zhou Jin’an knocked on the door, but inside there was no sound at all.

Qiao En was angry.

"En’en, I’m back. Can you open the door, please?"

Zhou Jin’an coaxed in a soft voice.

But all that responded to him was endless silence.

"Wife, can we sit down and have a proper talk? It was wrong of me to hide things from you, and I apologize. But can you give me a chance to explain?"

He lowered his stance, pleading from outside the door.

Qiao En leaned against the bedhead, fuming.

From beginning to end, she had never believed Zhou Jin’an had died.

But he chose to hide it from her. That was a lack of trust, and she felt angry just thinking about it.

Between husband and wife, what’s most needed is honesty.

But he hadn’t achieved that.

Zhou Jin’an pleaded outside the door for a long time, but Qiao En wouldn’t open it.

Sister Rong had finished cooking and was about to ask the couple to come downstairs for dinner when she stumbled upon this situation.

Feeling sorry for Zhou Jin’an, she immediately returned to the storeroom to find the spare key to the bedroom.

"Young master, here you go."

She tiptoed up the stairs, handed Zhou Jin’an the key, and whispered a reminder, "The young madam has you in her heart, it’s your fault for keeping such a big thing from her; you must apologize to her properly."

"Come on!"

She turned and made her way downstairs, rubbing her hands on her apron.

Zhou Jin’an used the spare key to open the bedroom door.

"En’en, won’t you stop being angry, please?"

Zhou Jin’an quickly approached Qiao En. As he entered, Qiao En stood up, intending to go to the bathroom, but he blocked her way before she could.

"Don’t stand in the way of a good dog."

Qiao En spoke fiercely with a pouty mouth.

"Woof woof woof..."

To appease Qiao En, Zhou Jin’an imitated the barking of a small dog.

"I may not be a good dog, but I’m a little dog willing to be tamed. Wife, tame me!"

Zhou Jin’an in such a state was hard to resist.

Qiao En couldn’t help it and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Zhou Jin’an, aren’t you annoying?"

"As long as the wife isn’t annoyed, I’m not annoying."

He, like a large Tibetan Mastiff, bowed down and rested his head on Qiao En’s shoulder.

"Wife, I was wrong, I won’t dare do it again."

In the art of apologizing, Zhou Jin’an was entirely self-taught, and, moreover, he improved with each passing attempt.

The once stern-faced old cadre became utterly subservient to his wife after marriage.

"Try it again and I’ll break your damn legs."

As soon as Qiao En spoke, Zhou Jin’an immediately offered his leg, "Wife, you can hit me anytime, I swear, if there’s ever a next time, I’ll break them myself, and never tire you out."

When it comes to comforting someone, as long as you have a thick skin, there is no one you can’t soothe.

All the anger she had bottled up inside was now gone.

Qiao En pushed Zhou Jin’an away, "Annoying."

She found it difficult to utter harsh words, and this was about the harshest she could get.

Happy or angry, "annoying" was her word of choice, yet each carried its unique flavor, hitting precisely the right spot in Zhou Jin’an’s heart.

"I like it."

With a large hand, he pulled Qiao En back into his embrace.

"Wife, I love you, and from now on, no one will ever bother us again. I want to live a happy life with you until we’re old and gray."

Zhou Jin’an may now have thicker skin, but he still has a lot of room for improvement when it comes to sweet-talking.

However, such plain and unadorned words of love touched Qiao En even more deeply.

She lifted her head and reached up to cup his face with her hands.

"Why would you keep something so dangerous from me? Zhou Jin’an, I’m your wife, haven’t we agreed to be open and trusting with each other? How could you keep secrets from me?"

All the grievances that had dissipated were now rushing back.

Seeing the Maybach blown to bits on the news, her heart clenched in fear.

Arriving at the scene and seeing the wreckage everywhere, she was incredibly distressed.

And he was nowhere to be found, not answering his phone.

As she lay alone in the hospital, she felt utterly hopeless.

"I’m sorry, En’en, I didn’t want to worry you, you are pregnant right now, and I couldn’t let anything happen to you or the child."

That was his initial intent.

So he would rather attract the fire to himself, bearing all the burden alone.

Qiao En’s eyelids drooped as tears began to flood out, "But what would happen to me and the child if something happened to you? Zhou Jin’an, remember this, no matter what happens in the future, you can’t keep things from me, otherwise, I will take the child and leave you forever."

Zhou Jin’an held Qiao En tightly in his arms, "There won’t be a next time, I promise, I swear there won’t. I will never hide anything from you again."

In the end, a good cry was what it took to dissolve the bitter congestion in her heart.

In Zhou Jin’an’s warm embrace, Qiao En’s tears flowed in abundance.

"Don’t cry anymore, Sister Rong is waiting for us to have dinner, shall we go eat first?"

He meticulously wiped away the tears streaming down Qiao En’s face.

"You go down first, I’ll wash my face."

Saying so, Qiao En headed to the washroom.

The sound of running water filled the room as she scooped up handfuls of water to wash her face, and reflected in the mirror was once more her clear, bright eyes and radiant smile.

However, in the middle of the meal, Director Huang arrived.

"Director Zhou, you really should have let me in on this,"

Director Huang said jokingly as he walked toward Zhou Jin’an, patting him on the shoulder.

"But when you sent Zhou Chucheng to see me, I understood what you meant. Thanks to you, the police finally netted this bunch of scum."

Joy was evident on Director Huang’s face.

Sister Rong went to make tea as Qiao En personally served it to him.

"Qiao En, this time, you really should give him a good scolding."

Director Huang said with a smile as he took the tea.

Qiao En smiled, "Indeed? Even I was kept in the dark."

Zhou Jin’an hurried over to apologize, "Director Huang, the situation was special this time. It won’t happen again. Let me drink to that with tea in lieu of wine."

He picked up his teacup and downed the contents.

Director Huang laughed heartily, "No, no, I was supposed to toast at your wedding, and since I missed that, I definitely won’t let you off the hook for the child’s full-month celebration."

"I’m at your mercy."

The room was filled with laughter and good spirits.

Once Director Huang had finished his cup of tea, his expression turned serious.

"According to Wang Liang’s statements, An Jinhua is done for. But Wang Liang’s accusations aren’t enough, and Xu Mei is clenching her teeth, refusing to open her mouth no matter what."

Director Huang’s visit was for Xu Mei’s testimony.

Zhou Jin’an got the hint and glanced at Qiao En, "Shall we try talking to her?"

"If you’re willing to help, that would be great."

Director Huang stood up, grasping Zhou Jin’an’s hand firmly, "I’m looking forward to your good news."

Late at night.

Zhou Jin’an took Qiao En to the hospital.

"You probably shouldn’t go up. With your belly so big, it’s not safe."

Zhou Jin’an held Qiao En’s hand, expressing his concern.

"I’ll be fine, a woman knows women best, and besides, I’ve dealt with her before. Director Huang sent so many people and she didn’t speak, maybe she won’t speak if you go either."

"Then I’ll go up with you, and I’ll stand at the door. If she dares any foul play, I’ll rush in to save you immediately."

Qiao En laughed.

"You forgot, Xu Mei is lying in a hospital bed; she’s not capable of that now."