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...
“Little brother,” Heya sneered, her tone sarcastic, “Does…you have this kind of fetish?”
He Jin suddenly clenched his fist.
His gaze startled Heya; she, as the older sister, had never seen her usually gentle and refined younger brother with such a sharp look in his eyes.
Heya couldn't help but take two steps back, but outwardly maintained the dignity of a prince.
"What...what do you want to do?"
"Sister, why are you so nervous?" He Jin smiled. "You were the one who was being aggressive just now, and I didn't say a word!"
Heya pursed her lips and fell silent.
"However, there are a few things I still need to remind you of," He Jin said, looking at her. "You were the one who asked Ou Qiao to bully Jiang Can, weren't you?"
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
"Forget it, you'll never admit it anyway." He Jin shrugged indifferently. "But you need to understand, nobody in this world is a fool. Ou Qiao is willing to be used by you not because she has a good relationship with you, but because she wants to get more benefits from you!"
"And then there's Jiang Can..." he sighed, "Don't think she's easy to bully. She did live a tough life in Jiangzhou for the first twenty years of her life, but now she's the young mistress of the Huo family and the daughter of the Yin family. She might inherit the Yin family business in the future!"
"Sister, if you still want to inherit the throne, you should win over the Yin family instead of constantly opposing Jiang Can! It's fine if you bring trouble upon yourself, but don't drag me down with you!"
Herya's expression changed instantly; she was so angry she couldn't utter a single word.
He Jin shook his head, gave her a angry look at her for being so unambitious, and turned to go upstairs to sleep.
However, perhaps because his thoughts had been seen through so quickly, he tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.
Actually, when he was a child, Hea noticed this trend—he didn't play with boys much and always preferred to hang out with girls.
Besides Nie Xin, he didn't have many friends.
At first, Hea thought he was a womanizer, but as she grew up, she discovered that he had another reason...
He Jin turned over, staring blankly at the ceiling. The old king doted on him, and his bedchamber was the best among all the royal family members, with even the walls inlaid with jewels and jade, making it incredibly luxurious.
However, beneath that noble exterior dwells an extraordinary soul.
He Jin opened his eyes wide, a hint of confusion on his face.
He knew his sister coveted the throne, but he never considered vying for it. He was a man of few words and only wanted a quiet life.
But now it seems that if my sister really sits on that throne, it would probably be a disaster for the whole of Southeast Asia.
And what about him?
In the conservative country of Southeast Asia, with its strict royal rules, could they accept a monarch like him?
...
After the banquet at the flower festival, the Queen seemed to like Jiang Can very much, and would invite her to the palace every few days.
Every time Jiang Can went there, He Jin would secretly protect her. Every time she finished having afternoon tea with the Empress, He Jin would personally escort her home.
However, he didn't deliver her to her doorstep, but rather some distance away. The place was neither too close nor too far from her house, just enough for him to watch her safely enter.
That day, He Jin once again escorted her to that path.
"That's enough for now," he smiled. "I'll watch you go inside."
Jiang Can was a little embarrassed and said politely, "Why don't you come in and sit for a while..."
"Let's forget it!" He Jin laughed even harder. "I know you're just being polite. If I really went in, wouldn't your husband bring me another cup of green tea?"
Jiang Can burst out laughing.
After drinking green tea last time, He Jin finally understood what "green tea" really meant.
It turned out that Huo Zhixing was scolding him.
"Your Highness, I'm so sorry," Jiang Can said sincerely. "Actually, my husband is a very good person, but he was rude to you that day, really..."
"You called me Your Highness again!"
"Oh..." Jiang Can smiled and corrected herself, "He Jin."
"It's okay, he just cares about you too much." He Jin chuckled. "If he cared about me that much..."
"What?"
"It's nothing," he shook his head. "You should go inside."
Jiang Can agreed and was about to go inside when she suddenly saw He Jin's gaze looking towards her house.
He seemed to be searching for something...
Jiang Can suddenly had a strange feeling.
He Jin was indeed very good to her, protecting her in every way, but her woman's intuition told her that this kindness was not romantic love.
Lin Yuqing treated her this way before, Tang Yilan treated her this way before, Huo Zhixin treated her this way before, and Sang Qing treated her this way before...
However, He Jin is a man!
Jiang Can's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at He Jin discreetly, forced a smile, and hurried home.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Huo Zhixing bringing dinner out of the kitchen.
He was still wearing an apron, and when he saw her, he smiled proudly and said, "Welcome home, my wife! Quickly wash your hands and eat."
Jiang Can looked at the table full of dishes with great surprise.
"You did all of this?"
Braised pork belly, tofu rolls, fried river shrimp, sweet lotus root with glutinous rice...
Huo Zhixing also brought over two plates of rice, and directly placed the scrambled eggs with tomatoes on top of the white rice.
It smells delicious and looks very tempting.
Jiang Can spent the entire afternoon with the Queen, maintaining her ladylike demeanor throughout, not daring to lose her composure, and didn't eat a single snack.
Looking at the food on the table, she suddenly felt hungry, and her big eyes lit up.
"Honey, you're so capable!"
She clung to Huo Zhixing like an octopus and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek.
Huo Zhixing was thoroughly enjoying himself, smiling as he secretly gestured to the butler behind him, reminding him not to forget to throw away the hotel meal boxes hidden behind the kitchen door before leaving.
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