Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

Qiao Anhao and Xu Jiamu’s footsteps stopped at the same time.

Xu Jiamu smiled and he asked, "Bro, what’s wrong?"

Lu Jinnian’s expression ran cold and he looked away when he saw Xu Jiamu’s hands on Qiao Anhao’s shoulders. He handed him the house phone and said in lonely and cold voice, "You’ve got a call."

Xu Jiamu pulled his arms from Qiao Anhao’s shoulders and took the phone. He glanced at the caller id, raised his hand, and rubbed his nose. He picked up the call, and cried, "Ma... I’m fine... I was just bored like crazy at home. Qiao Qiao is with me..."

Xu Jiamu passed Qiao Anhao the phone, shrugged with a helpless expression, and said, "Mrs. Han would like to speak with you."

As Qiao Anhao took the phone, Xu Jiamu pointed at the soup he was cooking in the kitchen and walked over to it.

Qiao Anhao put the phone to her ear and said, "Aunt Xu."

"Qiao Qiao, you’re back from France?"

Qiao Anhao gave a gentle "mm", then Han Ruchu’s voice was heard again. "Jiamu turned his phone off. I called you, but you didn’t pick up."

Qiao Anhao then remembered that her phone was upstairs, and she hurriedly said in a soft voice, "I don’t have my phone on me. Is there something you need?"

"Nothing much... just to look after Jiamu. He’s only just been discharged. Though his condition is good, he’s still not very nimble. Don’t let him drink alcohol..." Han Ruchu rambled into the phone, leaving many tasks for Qiao Anhao.

Qiao Anhao patiently responded to every one of them.

Even though Lu Jinnian didn’t know what Han Ruchu had really said, but he could take a guess what it was. His heart instantly darkened.

"Don’t you worry. I will definitely watch out for Brother Jiamu and take good care of him." Qiao Anhao’s tone was soft and gentle, as she slowly finished what she had to say. Then she hung up the phone. As she was about to put the phone on the dock, Lu Jinnian, who stood nearby, pulled his arm out and said, "Give it to me."

Qiao Anhao raised her eyelids up at Lu Jinnian’s serene eyes. His beautiful pupils were silently cold and carried no emotions. She hesitated for a moment, then handed the phone to Lu Jinnian. "All right, I’ll leave it to you."

Lu Jinnian didn’t make a sound when he took the phone with a calm expression. He calmly turned around and walked back into the living room. His back looked cold and arrogant, but no one knew that his heart was bleeding.

-

Xu Jiamu’s dinner was exceptionally grand. The group sat surrounding the dining table. They hadn’t lifted their chopsticks to taste the food yet, but just by looking at the table the dishes were very presentable and smelled wonderful. That’s when everyone started to say all sorts of compliments.

"Jiamu, are you sure that you got someone to fix your face and not your not cooking skills?"

Long before Xu Jiamu had woken up, the Xu family revealed that they had contacted the world’s best plastic surgeon to restore Xu Jiamu’s face, so that the real Xu Jiamu could smoothly handover from Lu Jinnian’s fake "Xu Jiamu" facade.

Not to mention, Jiamu’s face had recovered well. He looked no different from before, and there was no indication that he’d been in a car accident.

"This is truly a full recovery. Before, when you were disfigured, the young master Xu avoided being seen, practically never leaving the house, and never letting anyone come to visit!"

"Come come come now! Let’s raise a glass to our glowing young master. Cheers!"