Chapter 228 Sir, the wife is missing

A week later

It has been sunny in Hai City for several days, and the signs of a hot summer are beginning to appear. The scorching sun shines on the unknown flowers and plants on the roadside, making them look a little wilted.

The orange-yellow sunset quietly crept into the study through the gaps between the leaves.

Jiang Shibai sat upright with his back straight, his head down as he processed the documents that Wang Bai sent from the company. Golden light passed through his black hair and shone on the signature written by Bi Li Cang Qiong in the lower right corner of the document.

From time to time, he looked up at Xu Xian, who was sitting on the sofa reading quietly with a peaceful look on his face.

The weather was warm and all the central air conditioners in the house were turned on. Chilly wind was blowing out from the vents. The woman was wearing a simple silk knee-length skirt with a thin brown cardigan on the outside, which was suitable for the temperature.

She read with her eyes lowered, her thick eyelashes trembling occasionally, and her well-groomed long hair hung casually in front of her chest, with the lower half covered by the heavy book.

The room is filled with a scene of peaceful time.

Ever since Zhang Wan passed away in the hospital a week ago, Xu Xian had been holding her completely cold hand tightly, neither crying nor making a fuss, but just quietly snuggling beside her.

She waited until dawn before stumbling out of the ward. Her pale face showed no emotion, like a puppet being controlled by someone. No one could arouse her emotions at all.

Even Jiang Shibai is no exception.

She was immersed in her own world, like a child lost in the forest, unable to find a way out.

As a son-in-law, Jiang Shibai was fully responsible for arranging Zhang Wan's funeral. When the funeral was over, Xu Xian did not shed a single tear, but he also did not say a word.

He was very worried about her unconscious state, and stayed with her almost day and night, insisting that she didn't go to the company, to the point of not leaving her side for a moment.

In the past two days, she occasionally reacted and responded to him with a sentence or two, but she also never cried, as if she had lost the ability to express her emotions.

The less she cried, the more Jiang Shibai dared not stay too far away from her. He had to have her shadow in his sight. He almost woke up several times in the night, fearing that she was not sleeping next to him.

"Xianxian, it's almost dinner time. Aunt Ji said that the beef noodles I made are inherited from her. I'll make it for you to try. Can you give me your evaluation? See if Aunt Ji is lying to me, okay?" Jiang Shibai asked softly, his dark eyes fixed on her.

He was afraid that some word in his words would irritate her sensitive nerves and cause her to have an emotional breakdown, but he also felt that he had to let her lose control once more.

As he spoke, he slowly put the cap on the pen.

Ever since Xu Xian took him to Lao Ji Noodle House, he secretly hid it from her and took time to go to Lao Ji Noodle House to learn cooking skills. He originally wanted to cook noodles for her on the second day of their wedding, but everything happened too suddenly and he didn't have the chance.

Now this might be a breakthrough to vent some emotions.

After a long silence, Xu Xian slowly raised his eyes, his pupils seemed to lose focus. He paused for several seconds before staring at Jiang Shibai, as if thinking and savoring his words, "Okay."

Her reaction was obviously slow.

Jiang Shibai tried his best not to let her see his worry, and smoothed the wrinkles between his brows. Just like his usual way of interacting with her, he didn't take special care of her emotions.

He stood up and walked over to her, placing a gentle and affectionate kiss on her forehead.

"Come on, come downstairs with me, sweetheart, stay with me."

Xu Xian was stunned for two seconds, blinked slightly, then put the open book aside, stood up and followed him downstairs.

Jiang Shibai accidentally noticed that the book had remained on the same page all afternoon and sighed helplessly.

Aunt Zhang downstairs was preparing to cook, but Jiang Shibai took over her job. She didn't want to bother the young couple in the kitchen, so she simply went to the garden and watered the flowers that the gardener had already watered in the morning.

During this period, Xu Xian had to be left alone at home, so she became a live-in nanny.

In the kitchen, Jiang Shibai assigned Xu Xian some easy tasks. He didn't dare let her use a knife, so he asked her to pass the seasonings to the side.

But she was so distracted that she took the wrong salt and sugar.

Seeing this, Jiang Shibai didn't change the seasoning and just poured it in. He couldn't imagine how strange the braised beef would taste.

The hot soup in the pressure cooker was boiling, and gurgling sounds were coming out of the vents. Wisps of smoke floated in the air and were sucked away by the range hood.

A short ring broke the silence in the room.

Jiang Shibai answered the phone and heard Wang Bai's businesslike voice, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Fan from Kerun arrived in Hai City at noon. Vice President Guo took him to visit our latest third-generation equipment this afternoon. He has great intentions for cooperation."

"Look, are you still going to refuse to attend dinner tonight?"

Wang Bai didn't call to harass Jiang Shibai out of boredom. He also knew that President Jiang had been at home with his wife during this period, handling all his work at home, and had not attended any dinner parties, leaving the deputy general manager to do it for him.

Kekerun is the largest medical group at home and abroad, with a huge medical system and hospitals all over the world.

If Jiang's company takes over all of this order, the company won't have to worry about its finances in the second half of the year, and it might even push the company's development to a higher level.

As the biggest leader of Kerun, Mr. Fan’s rank is high enough for the vice president to accompany him to dinner, but it is far less sincere than Mr. Jiang coming to the dinner in person.

Xu Xian was standing next to Jiang Shibai and she could hear the conversation clearly. As Jiang Shibai's former secretary, she knew the weight of Kerun's huge order.

Without waiting for Jiang Shibai to refuse, she spoke first: "Shibai, go ahead."

Jiang Shibai looked at her in surprise. She had basically only said one word each time in the past two days, but this time she said five words.

He didn't relax his frown, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and said in a deep voice, "But you——"

Xu Xian interrupted him, her pupils rarely focused, staring straight into those unfathomable eyes. She raised her lips slightly, the amplitude was very small, but it was enough to make Jiang Shibai forget himself.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm not a porcelain doll. You've been guarding me for a week. I'm actually trying to adjust my mood and won't be immersed in sadness all the time. You can go without worry."

Her expression remained calm, but there was a hint of the former liveliness in her eyes, no longer lifeless.

Hearing the long-lost 'Mr. Jiang's throat started to itch, as if a strange emotion was breaking out in his heart.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Xu Xian said calmly, "I want to be alone and have some quiet time."

Jiang Shibai's breathing was slightly stagnant. He licked his dry lips and said in a low voice, "Okay, then I'll go home as soon as possible and bring you your favorite lychee cake. Be good and wait for me at home. If you're bored, ask Li Nanyan and the others to come and play with you."

Xu Xian didn't respond, staring quietly at the smoking pressure cooker.

After Jiang Shibai secretly told Aunt Zhang to keep a good eye on Xu Xian but not to disturb her, he changed his clothes and hurried out.

I was absent-minded at the dinner and sent messages almost every half hour to ask about the situation in Aunt Zhang's villa. I felt a little relieved when I learned that she was in the room.

He deliberately shortened the dinner time. When it was nearing the end, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was Aunt Zhang's number. He felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

As soon as the call was connected, Aunt Zhang's anxious voice came from the other end, "Sir, my wife is missing. I searched the entire villa but couldn't find her. I left my phone at home."