My Contract Husband Won't Behave - Chapter 50
Nie Jingzhi woke aching all over.
The weakness of her hangover had not faded, and scenes of Bo Jiusi tormenting her until deep into the night flashed back. She instinctively reached beside her.
Cold. Not a trace of warmth remained beneath the covers.
Her eyes snapped open. One sweep of the empty bed made her explode.
“Bo Jiusi, you bastard!”
She sat up and hurled a pillow.
He had clung to her like a madman last night, then pulled on his pants and vanished at dawn without a word?
Chest heaving, she grabbed her phone and called with trembling fingers.
He answered after two rings.
His cool, detached voice offered two emotionless words. “What is it?”
Nie Jingzhi’s temper shot through the roof. “What do you mean, ‘what is it’? You tormented me until midnight and ran at dawn. Are you human?”
In the car, Bo Jiusi wore an impeccable black designer suit and perfectly knotted tie. He rested with closed eyes, prayer beads between his fingers, his presence cold and unapproachable.
He warned coolly, “Stop playing hard to get and using other men to provoke me.”
“Oh…” she mocked. “Was Master Jiu not satisfied last night?”
“Don’t do it again.”
“I just woke up and I’m not dressed. Want a sexy photo?”
His throat tightened, discomfort flickering across his face, but his voice stayed composed. “Don’t waste your effort. I will never love you.”
Merciless.
Nie Jingzhi shook with anger. “You heartless beast! You pull up your pants and forget me? Bo Jiusi, you animal—”
The call disconnected.
The busy tone stabbed her ears.
Eyes reddening, she opened their chat and fired off message after message.
*Bo Jiusi, you’re not human!*
*Who held me and refused to let go last night?*
*Now you’re pretending to be cold and heartless?*
*You use people and throw them away!*
*I must have been blind to marry you!*
More than ten messages sank without a trace.
Grinding her teeth, she delivered one final threat.
*Fine! Don’t ever dream of touching me again. Not once!*
The silent chat answered instantly.
*Transfer: 100,000 yuan.*
Then came a hard command.
*Three times a week.*
Nie Jingzhi stared.
A hundred thousand to buy her three times?
She typed sarcastically: *How generous, Mr. Bo. A hundred thousand for three times? Isn’t that stingy? Is that all I’m worth to you?*
His answer was cold and certain: *What I promised last night. Hand-care expenses.*
Nie Jingzhi froze.
She remembered complaining that her hand hurt. Bo Jiusi had kissed its back and murmured that he would arrange the finest treatment, regardless of cost.
She had forgotten. He had not.
Most of the anger clogging her chest dissipated.
She touched her belly and smiled.
The bastard might be awful, but he kept his word and made no empty promises.
Then her eyes gleamed as a thought occurred to her. Wasn’t this a ready-made source of income?
Tease Bo Jiusi, coax the powerful man, and money automatically arrived. Guaranteed profit.
She decided to cook lunch and personally take it to Bo Group, hoping to extract more benefits.
As she threw back the covers, her phone rang. The caller ID read *Class President*.
“Jingzhi! High school reunion this afternoon, same place. You have to come!”
She frowned. “No.”
“Come on! Lin Wanrou is coming. She says you definitely won’t dare show your face.”
Lin Wanrou?
Nie Jingzhi’s eyes lit.
The Lin heiress had been her high school nemesis. Pretty enough, but perpetually resentful that Nie Jingzhi stole the spotlight, she had opposed her at every turn.
Nie Jingzhi had been the school beauty. The boy Lin Wanrou liked had shamelessly pursued Nie for two years, driving Lin half mad and cementing their feud.
She dared claim Nie Jingzhi was afraid?
Nie curled her lips. “Fine. I’ll be there.”
She rose to prepare at once.
Jin Song delivered a red dress. Nie Jingzhi applied glamorous, flawless makeup—the kind of look that would outshine everyone in the room.
* * *
That afternoon, she opened the door to a private room in an upscale restaurant.
The room fell silent.
Years had stripped away her youthful innocence, leaving dazzling beauty, pale skin, and a graceful figure. She became the focus simply by standing there.
“My God, Jingzhi is gorgeous! Our school beauty still wins!”
Admiration rose everywhere.
Lin Wanrou sat in the seat of honor wearing a designer gown. Her face darkened. “Years later, you still love showing off and stealing the spotlight wherever you go.”
Nie Jingzhi looked over coolly. “Some people naturally shine. Others carry grudges for years.”
“What? The boy you liked chased me for two years and never looked at you. You still haven’t moved on?”
The words struck the sore spot.
Lin Wanrou’s face turned white. Humiliated and furious, she gripped her glass.
The class president hurried to seat everyone.
Throughout the meal, Lin Wanrou bragged about her husband: “He bought me an ocean-view villa, lets me choose any jewelry I want, and his company’s valuation rose again…”
Everyone flattered her.
Someone asked Nie Jingzhi, “Are you married? Does your husband treat you well?”
“I’m married.”
Lin Wanrou immediately sneered at her bare fingers. “Married without even a wedding ring?”
“Your husband won’t buy one? Or is he too poor to afford it?”
Every gaze dropped to Nie Jingzhi’s hand.
Her fingers paused.
Indeed, Bo Jiusi had never mentioned a ring since they registered their marriage.
The president of Bo Group had left his wife without a wedding ring?
Annoyed by the public mockery, Nie Jingzhi immediately video-called him.
* * *
At the same time, Bo Group’s top-floor conference room was silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Executives barely breathed beneath Bo Jiusi’s crushing presence at the head of the table while a manager nervously delivered the quarterly report.
A video ringtone abruptly sounded. Every heart jumped.
The manager stopped.
To everyone’s astonishment, Bo Jiusi checked the screen, raised a hand to pause the meeting, and answered.
Nie Jingzhi’s petulant voice rang clearly throughout the room.
“Bo Jiusi, why didn’t you buy me a wedding ring when we got married?”
“Can’t you bear to spend the money? You won’t even give me a ring?”
