His Genius Wife Is A Superstar novel Chapter 1169

Chapter 1169 - Nothing To Do With Us

"Of course, love," Jin Liwei said.

He glanced at Domingo Chua who looked as helpless as him as they watched the ladies sobbing their hearts out. Jasper stayed in the sidelines and looked awkward as hell, not knowing what to do with himself. Nobody anticipated that the cheerful atmosphere would become so emotional like this with the women all ended up crying.

In the end, everyone became concerned for Iris. The Chuas and Jasper all excused themselves and bid good night to the couple. Jin Liwei was left to comfort his wife. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l (dot) com. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]

It took some time for Iris to control her emotions again. She pressed herself deeper in her husband’s warm embrace and inhaled his scent for comfort.

"That was so embarrassing," she murmured, sighing.

"It’s fine," Jin Liwei assured her. "Are you okay now?"

She nodded. They continued cuddling together in bed in comfortable silence.

After a few moments, Iris said, "Auntie Reina is a wonderful mother. I want to be like her when raising our children."

"She’s her and you’re you. You’ll be the best mother to our children. You don’t have to imitate anyone."

She lifted her head up to look at him. "Really? You think so?"

"En."

She smiled and touched her stomach. It was still flat. "I’ll do my best."

"Me, too," he said, putting his own hand over hers.

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Long Jian peeked outside the window of their house. There was a crowd of reporters camping outside their gates. He scowled. Fortunately, Iris and Jin Liwei were kind enough to send him and his mother home from Dragon Palace with a security escort. They were bombarded by the media as soon as they arrived home.

The bombing incident and the subsequent criminal investigations associated with it had been huge national news because of the many people it involved including big names like Jin Chonglin and Iris Long. So many of the victims and their loved ones wanted someone to blame. The bomber, Tian Kong, was condemned of course, but they hated the mastermind the most.

As the one suspected to be the mastermind, Zhu Ning had been subjected with the harshest denunciation from everyone. She wasn’t tortured in jail but the disgusted mutters didn’t escape her hearing. No matter how indignant she felt at the false accusations, the repeated condemnation from everyone still managed to affect her. She aged a lot inside jail.

The housekeeper called him for dinner. Long Jian stopped looking at the reporters outside and went upstairs to his mother’s bedroom.

"Mom, it’s time to eat," he called.

There was no response. He opened the door and saw a mound covered under the duvet on the bed. He sighed and walked inside before pulling the duvet away to reveal his mother.

Zhu Ning’s expression was blank. It pained Long Jian to watch his mother acting so unlike her usual self. It was like her soul had left her body into an empty vessel. His hands clenched into fists at the unknown motherfuckers who framed his mother and traumatized her like this. She wasn’t the kindest person in the planet but she didn’t deserve what she experienced.

"Mom."