After the Substitute Marriage, I Discovered My Husband is a Hidden Tycoon

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...

Chapter 961 Side Story: Evening in the City (24)

It was also a chilly late autumn when he used money to keep Song Wan, who had nowhere else to turn, by his side.

Like the central city, Yunshi's autumn is dry and chilly. Golden sycamore leaves adorn the entire city, giving this naturally quiet city a touch of dreaminess and romance.

At that time, Song Wan was a junior in college.

Lin Zhaojiang sent her brother to the best hospital for treatment and gave her a considerable amount of living expenses every month. Song Wan willingly followed him, becoming a nameless, unrecognized person who could be summoned and dismissed at will.

However, Lin Zhaojiang wasn't in a hurry to win her over at first. For some reason, from the very first moment he saw her, he had a different feeling towards her.

I later learned that the term was "love at first sight".

But by the time he found out, it was too late.

On the day they officially got together, Song Wan was picked up by his driver and taken to a villa.

There are many exquisite villas in Yunshi, but very few occupy such a uniquely advantageous location.

Located in the heart of the city where land is incredibly valuable, this quiet oasis is a typical European-style house surrounded by romantic plane trees.

Song Wan felt as if she had stepped into a painting.

The driver respectfully ushered her inside, and a kind-looking aunt came out.

"This is Aunt Hui," the driver introduced. "She will be taking care of Miss's daily life from now on."

This was the first time in Song Wan's life that someone had addressed her so respectfully as "Miss," which made her a little flustered.

"Mr. Lin will be coming over tonight," Aunt Hui said with a smile. "Miss Song, what would you like to eat tonight? I'll make it."

Song Wan shook her head. She personally cooked a table full of dishes for Lin Zhaojiang.

That was the most satisfying meal Lin Zhaojiang had ever had. The ordinary ingredients seemed to have been transformed by Song Wan's hands, their flavors seeping into his very heart.

He always strictly controlled his dinner intake, but that night he ate quite a lot and actually felt a bit full.

...

"Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zhaojiang suddenly snapped out of his daze, the aroma of food wafting from his nose. He felt somewhat dazed, as if this scene had been ripped from his memories.

"Mr. Lin, what's wrong?" Song Wan stood in front of him, smiling as she held up a bottle of chili sauce. "The supermarket downstairs doesn't have many varieties. Yuan Yuan said they didn't have your favorite brand, so I bought this one. Is it okay?"

"Uncle!" Huo Jiayuan rubbed her tummy. "I'm so hungry! Can we eat now?"

Song Wan took her small hand and smiled gently, "Come on, let's eat!"

"Then I want Teacher Song to feed me!"

"Little one, you ate very well at kindergarten, you even knew how to use chopsticks. Why do you need your teacher to feed you at home?"

Huo Jiayuan leaned against her and said coquettishly, "I want Teacher Song to feed me! I know Teacher Song fed Uncle vegetable noodles before. You can feed Uncle, but you can't feed me?"

"you……"

Song Wan's cheeks flushed, and her heart pounded wildly.

Lin Zhaojiang stepped forward and tugged at Huo Jiayuan's braid, looking at Song Wan apologetically.

"Let's...eat." Song Wan turned around in a panic and went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks.

After the meal, Lin Zhaojiang took Huo Jiayuan to say goodbye to her.

He was preoccupied as he walked, forgetting to hold Huo Jiayuan's hand several times, and the young girl had to run to keep up with him. The last time, Huo Jiayuan was panting heavily, so she simply ran up to Lin Zhaojiang in one go, put her hands on her hips, and glared at him angrily.

"Why didn't you wait for me?!"

Lin Zhaojiang then realized that he had nothing at hand.

However, instead of coaxing her as usual, he stared blankly at something like a soulless puppet.

"Uncle?" Huo Jiayuan frowned. "You're acting strange today. Did you not eat well? I think Teacher Song's cooking is delicious!"

"Hmm, it's delicious." He gave a wry smile and said in a low voice, "I've eaten it before, and I can eat it every day."

"What?"

Lin Zhaojiang turned to look at her, rubbed her little head, and gently picked her up.

"Yuan Yuan, let me take you home first."

Are you going anywhere else?

"I want to go to the amusement park."

Huo Jiayuan cheered loudly, "I want to go too!"

“I’m sorry, Yuan Yuan,” Lin Zhaojiang said, looking at her. “Your great-uncle can’t take you today. Today… I want to be by myself for a while.”

Although Huo Jiayuan was not happy, she did not cry or make a fuss. She knew that her great-uncle, who always doted on her, must have something on his mind today.

Is his worry related to Teacher Song?

The little princess's big eyes darted around, remembering how she always used Teacher Song's information to make deals with him and always got delicious treats... From this, it can be deduced that as long as she tells Teacher Song a secret, she can make her great-uncle happy!

Huo Jiayuan pursed her lips and whispered in his ear, "Uncle, I have something to tell you about Teacher Song..."

The little girl said, enunciating each word clearly, "The prince is coming back!"

"What?" Lin Zhaojiang's expression changed as expected.

“It’s true.” Huo Jiayuan nodded vigorously. “When I was buying chili sauce just now, Teacher Song told me that the prince is coming back this time to discuss marriage with her… Uncle, is marriage like the photos that Mom and Dad hang at home, where you have to take pictures together and live together?”

Lin Zhaojiang loosened his grip, and Huo Jiayuan cried out, almost falling on her backside.

Fortunately, the bodyguard behind her reacted quickly and caught the little princess in an instant.

The still-shaken princess looked at Lin Zhaojiang, whose face was even paler than before, and the darkness in his eyes was even deeper.

The bodyguards exchanged glances, none of them knowing what he was thinking, only noticing that his clenched fist was trembling slightly.

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