I married a petty hooligan in place of my sister, living a life of poverty. Who knew that my husband would suddenly transform into a mysteriously powerful and influential tycoon?
Jiang Can co...
Yin Ruohong stood there, stunned.
My heart felt like it had been violently struck, a sharp pain shooting through it, and then it started pounding wildly.
Jiang Can gave him a strange look, but didn't think much of it and got into the car. Fang Han called the driver, and the two of them escorted her.
Not long after the car drove off, Yin Ruohong suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly drove after it.
He followed Jiang Can's car the whole way, his hands gripping the steering wheel trembling uncontrollably.
His vision blurred several times.
That clear and sweet voice always echoed in his mind, and that person's every smile and frown always appeared in his mind.
He could always see her wearing a light purple, elegant long dress, standing in the moonlight, and she would smile happily as soon as she saw him.
I can always remember how she disregarded everything for him, even when everyone turned against her.
And then there was the shock, anger, and despair in her eyes when she learned he had lied to her…
Yin Ruohong slammed on the brakes.
The car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, which angered the vehicles behind it, and for a moment the street was filled with the shrill sound of horns.
Other drivers would glance at him as they drove past him, muttering some unpleasant swear words.
Traffic police arrived quickly and knocked on his car window.
Yin Ruohong sat in the car as if she had lost her soul, her face pale, beads of sweat on her forehead, and tears streaming down her face.
...
"Miss Jiang, what are you looking for?"
Fang Han, who was in the front row, noticed that she kept turning around and couldn't help but ask her.
"Oh, it's nothing," Jiang Can said casually. "It seemed like Uncle Yin's car was following behind us just now, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye."
Fang Han frowned, thought for a moment, and decided that Huo Zhixing should know about this.
So after safely delivering Jiang Can, he called Huo Zhixing from downstairs to report:
"...Yes, Miss Jiang has been delivered to Madam."
"Hmm." Huo Zhixing was processing documents. "Nothing happened at the manor, right?"
“No, it’s just…” Fang Han paused, “I ran into Chairman Yin at the door, and he insisted on personally escorting Miss Jiang.”
Huo Zhixing's hands, which were typing on the keyboard just a second ago, suddenly stopped.
Is it Yin Ruohong again?
The man's expression was cold, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
However, his steady voice made it impossible to discern his emotions.
"Then?"
"Then..." Fang Han struggled to find the right words, "Then Miss Jiang said that I could just deliver it, so Chairman Yin didn't insist anymore."
Huo Zhixing smiled slightly.
As expected of his CanChan!
"And another thing," Fang Han said with difficulty, "President Yin insulted you."
Huo Zhixing felt a lump in his throat.
"What did you say?"
"Just like before." Fang Han chuckled to himself, "What little brats, not a single man is any good..."
The phone was disconnected as soon as he finished speaking.
Huo Zhixing clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his face cold.
Uncle Cen came in to bring him tea, but he was also frightened by his appearance.
"Young Master," Uncle Cen asked anxiously, "Is there a problem with the accounts?"
"No." Huo Zhixing coldly uttered two words, then abruptly stood up and strode towards the door.
"Oh, young master..."
"I've taken care of everything. The rest is up to the relevant department heads!"
Now, all he wants to do is go to his mother-in-law's house.
I wonder if Yin Ruohong will follow Jiang Can?
"That old bastard!" he cursed inwardly.
What exactly does he want to do?
...
When Jiang Can arrived home, Yin Wenxi was still sunbathing on the balcony. As soon as she saw Jiang Can enter, she smiled happily.
"Can Can, come here!"
Jiang Can rushed over.
Yin Wenxi pointed to the several succulents she had grown and proudly showed them off to her daughter, "Look how well I've grown them! These plants are so vigorous; they can grow like this even after only watering them once every ten days or so!"
Jiang Can chuckled to herself.
In her childhood memories, her mother never cared for flowers and plants; anything that came into her hands would wither.
She once joked that the only creatures her mother managed to keep alive were herself and her brother, Yin Cheng.
Yin Wenxi glanced at her, smiled, knowing that her daughter was definitely making fun of her, and then went about arranging the succulent leaves on her own.
"Mom," Jiang Can suddenly asked curiously, "did you never grow flowers or plants before? I mean... before you had children."
"I won't raise them." Yin Wenxi shook her head.
Because at that time, her family had a botanical garden and a glass greenhouse, where all kinds of rare and exotic plants from all over the world were brought. They also had a private tropical rainforest, which she didn't need to take care of at all.
Jiang Can brought the clothes down from the balcony, folded them neatly, and then cleaned the house from the inside out.
Many times, her role was switched with Yoon Moon-hee's.
She's more like a mother, and a mother is a daughter who needs to be taken care of.
Jiang Can smiled and muttered to herself, "Mom, sometimes I think you're so strange... You have this air of someone who never lifts a finger, like a princess!"
Yin Wenxi was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly felt a little sad.
"Can Can..." she murmured, "Over the years, Mom has caused you trouble and made you suffer."
"No, no!" Jiang Can hurriedly ran to hug her. "How could you think that? I absolutely didn't mean it that way!"
What I'm trying to say is that you have a very noble air about you. If I didn't know you, I would really think you were a princess!
Yin Wenxi looked at her and chuckled softly.
The mother and daughter were standing right in front of the dressing mirror.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Yin Wenxi saw the marks of time on her face. Beside her, her daughter was in her prime, looking exactly like Yin Wenxi in her youth.
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