Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 353: Staying Up for New Year’s Eve

The two were deeply entwined.

Afterwards, Jiang Xingye carried her to the bathhouse at the back hall.

As soon as she got into the water, Xu Qinghuan’s skin felt a bit prickly.

Xu Qinghuan gasped slightly, making Jiang Xingye tense up. Embracing the warmth and softness within his arms, his breath became shaky, and his voice was husky, "Did I hurt you?"

He tightened his arms, glanced over, a white gauze veil obscuring the view, misty like fog, "Let me check for you."

Xu Qinghuan buried her face in his embrace, not daring to lift her head, "Just soak for a while, it’ll be fine."

This water was spirit water, any ordinary superficial wound would heal quickly after a soak.

Jiang Xingye insisted on checking to be at ease.

When he checked, Xu Qinghuan felt incredibly embarrassed, covering her face with the gauze, pretending not to notice anything.

Xu Qinghuan’s foot rested on Jiang Xingye’s wrist. His movement paused, and taking advantage, he drew her into his embrace, snuggling her tightly against him.

The two sank into the water together.

Xu Qinghuan clung to his arm, gently turning around, nudging his hand away, "I’m tired!"

On speaking, Xu Qinghuan was startled by her own voice. She pinched Jiang Xingye, for he was a bit too wild today.

Jiang Xingye trembled, almost losing his balance, and squeezed her even tighter, his fingers nearly pressing into her skin.

Xu Qinghuan dared not move again for fear of provoking him.

Jiang Xingye picked her up, aware of her shyness, covered her with gauze, and asked softly, "Do you want to sleep here or go out?"

"Let’s sleep outside!"

The two couldn’t disappear from that world for long.

The kang was heated very warmly.

After they came out, Xu Qinghuan stretched out a hand, retrieved their clothes from inside, and tossed them onto the kang.

Her body felt weak, somewhat unwilling to move, so she crawled into the quilt and lay there for a while.

Jiang Xingye poured water for her to drink, she leaned into his embrace, and drank a few sips from his hand.

Her throat felt a lot better.

Jiang Xingye set the teacup down and hugged her as they lay down, fingers combing through her long hair, "Any plans for tomorrow?"

Xu Qinghuan was too sleepy to keep her eyes open, planning to nap until the watch-night revelers finished then get up and leave, "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"None." He never went anywhere during New Year, always staying home alone.

"Then let’s go to the county town, although there probably won’t be any cars. We need to visit Uncle Li’s home, and also drop by Old man Qin’s."

"Mm, I’ll go with you. If we can’t come back, we’ll stay at the hostel," Jiang Xingye said, "After getting the certificate, we won’t need to rush back. We should have enough time."

As he spoke, he kissed her.

...

Doing nothing left them aching and weary, fingers especially, arms too heavy to lift.

Neither had their fill.

In the middle of the night, sporadic firecracker sounds rang out. After the watch-night revelers finished setting off the sky-high fireworks, they would go home to sleep.

Xu Qinghuan struggled to open her eyes, staring blankly at the roof in the darkness. Beneath her palm was Jiang Xingye’s warm skin; as she moved slightly, Jiang Xingye awoke.

"Should I take you back?" Jiang Xingye also found it hard to let go, hugging his wife to sleep was too damn comfortable, early marriage really trumps everything.

Fortunately, they could get married in the second half of this year, sparing them from this sort of suffering.

Xu Qinghuan responded with a hum and lay still, unwilling to move.

Jiang Xingye switched on the light, helped her dress piece by piece, and got a bit carried away until Xu Qinghuan kicked him, "Stop fooling around, or we won’t go."

Coming out of the courtyard, she encountered Qiu Linghua, Xu Qinghuan suspected she hadn’t slept and was on watch at the door.

"Ah, it’s Comrade Xu, heading back so late?"

Xu Qinghuan retorted irritably, "What are you doing wandering out here at night? Why haven’t you frozen to death yet?"

"Oh dear, I heard what’s-her-name, Wang Hongyan died, said she went to drown herself at midnight."

Xu Qinghuan glanced at her sideways, "Everything’s frozen over, go jump into a river and let me see!"

She yawned, "I’m off to sleep, or tomorrow you might be the one dead."

She quickly ran into the house, "Ah Ye, you’d better head back!"

Then slammed the door shut; it was truly cold. She ran into the house, hearing the sounds from the opposite house where Lin Yufei seemed to be leaving, she left it be.

Once she lay in bed, she heard Yu Xiaomin seeing him out, then Yu Xiaomin returned indoors.

She closed her eyes, falling asleep in seconds, waking up the next day feeling sore all over.

This felt like something she hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Early in the morning, Jiang Xingye came over, saying Wang Hongyan had died.

Qiao Xinyu spoke quickly, "The production brigade is already spreading rumors, saying Huanhuan scolded her to death."

Yu Xiaomin simply couldn’t believe it, "What did Huanhuan say to scold her to death?"

"It’s all because of Qiu Linghua’s big mouth. Last night, she was all over the production brigade talking about Wang Hongyan being involved with three men, describing things in vivid detail. Who knows if that was the reason, but Wang Hongyan died in the wee hours," Qiao Xinyu replied.

The police arrived, asking Xu Qinghuan questions, "How did you know about Wang Hongyan and the three men?"

Damn it! Xu Qinghuan cursed silently.

"The entire production brigade knows; she’s always been like that. The stray dogs in the brigade are eager to have a fling with her. I mentioned three men as a conservative estimate; there are certainly more than three if you ask me," Xu Qinghuan said, feeling irritated.

"But now, the rumor about the deceased and the three men originated from you."

Xu Qinghuan raised an eyebrow at the policeman, a stranger. She glanced at Peng Yutao beside him, who lowered his head uncomfortably, and so Xu Qinghuan understood.

"No, the rumor about the deceased and the three men didn’t come from me. Officer, I reckon your language skills aren’t up to par; is there an issue with your reading comprehension?

The deceased having three men, that was me, I admit, but the deceased being simultaneously involved with three men, those words weren’t mine, that source isn’t from me. If you insist on twisting things, I will report you for dereliction of duty and abuse of power!"

"Abuse of power? What have I abused?" Wang Yonggang retorted angrily.