Chapter 7 Supporting Her Man

Jiang Wanwan pressed against his back, smelling his scent, and unexpectedly felt refreshed, as if a seriously ill person with breathing difficulties had a breath of oxygen injected into his blood and brain.

She did have some feelings after Jiang Lian saved her life.

She used to wonder, Jiang Lian had been a sickly child, had a bad personality, and was poor at studying since childhood, but somehow, when they grew up, they all got mixed up.

It turned out that she was in poor health, had poor academic performance and was unpopular.

This situation lasted for three to five years, but just now, or to be more precise, after the intimate contact the night before yesterday, her physical strength improved like an enlightenment, and she was full of energy for most of the day yesterday.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she seemed to feel much better physically and mentally when she was with Shen Xingjiang.

Could this be... the power of love?

Jiang Wanwan blurted out in a rush: "Chen Xingjiang, you smell so good, I can't get enough of it."

The car suddenly jolted violently.

This time it was a natural bump, not intentional.

Shen Xingjiang gripped the handlebars again, with sweat dripping from his forehead: "Then smell it for a while longer."

Jiang Wanwan was a girl after all, and she didn't want Shen Xingjiang to think she was too reckless, so she held back even if she wanted to.

"No, no, I was just scared, I was just talking nonsense."

Shen Xingjiang was a little disappointed.

It takes two hours to walk from the brigade to the county town, or about 40 minutes by bike, which is faster.

An hour and a half later, Shen Xingjiang took Jiang Wanwan to the county department store.

The department stores in remote areas are not a little bit worse than those in the old city. The difference can be described as heaven and earth. Even in such a backward county department store, Shen Xingjiang has never been inside with the conditions of the Shen family.

The department store is bustling with people, and those who come in and out are all people of decent means. The clothes they wear, such as Dacron and Bragi, are of good quality and brighter colors.

The Mongolian robe that Shen Xingjiang thought was pretty good seemed so out of place in the eyes of passers-by who were exposed to the new fashion.

"Look at that man wearing such clothes."

"…The clothes are old. Judging from the style, they are from many years ago."

A middle-aged couple passed by with a child of four or five years old, talking in low voices.

The children didn't understand, but learned to laugh.

Shen Xingjiang locked the car without changing his expression, and those people’s words had no effect on him at all.

Rather than what outsiders said, he cared more about whether Jiang Wanwan would feel embarrassed after hearing him. However, where did the person who was by his side just now go?

"What are you talking about?"

"My man wears your clothes and eats your rice, but you two dress like dogs, but you don't live like human beings!"

"Bah! You are parents, but you don't know how to set a good example for your children. It's shameful to poop and fart in the street. Aren't the things you two are wearing outdated? They are from five or six years ago. How much money did you save to buy these clothes?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't go anywhere. She just caught up with the couple, stopped them, and went to talk to them while holding her waist.

"Hey, my noble lady, why did your cashmere sweater become deformed after washing? Don't you know that this kind of clothes cannot be washed by rubbing in water?"

Jiang Wanwan's beautiful peach blossom eyes were spitting fire, and the child opposite was frightened and cried: "Mom, wuwuwu... Auntie wants to eat me! Auntie wants to eat me!!!"

The middle-aged couple wanted to curse back, but they were afraid of Jiang Wanwan's expensive clothes, so they hurried away with the child in their arms.

Jiang Wanwan's expression eased slightly when she saw them running away.

What kind of person is this? Just because you look like a human but don’t speak human language and wear two nice pieces of clothes, do you think you can comment on others at will?

Jiang Wanwan cursed under her breath, and looked up to see Shen Xingjiang petrified on the spot.

Finished!

How could she show such ferocity in front of Shen Xingjiang?

Jiang Wanwan wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and rubbed her hands awkwardly: "Um... I... I'm only like this when I'm angry. I'm usually very gentle."

Shen Xingjiang came over and held her hand: “You were very gentle just now.”

Be gentle to him.

Jiang Wanwan was not comforted, she pursed her lips and said nothing. She saw a supply and marketing cooperative on the side of the road: "I'll make a phone call."

Shen Xingjiang accompanied her there.

Jiang Wanwan made a phone call and after several transfers the call was connected to Beijing.

"Hello?"

There was a hoarse and old voice on the other end of the phone.

Hearing Grandpa Jiu's voice again, Jiang Wanwan almost burst into tears: "Grandpa Jiu, it's me!"

Jiang Wanwan comes from the Jiang family in Sijiu City. Her ancestors were porcelain workers in Liulichang and have accumulated a fortune over several generations. Master Su Jiu is the manager of the Jiang family, but he only takes orders from the person in charge of the family.

After Mr. Jiang died, the family business was passed on to Jiang Wanwan's father Jiang Beiwang.

After Jiang Beiwang's death, the family business was passed to Jiang Wanwan's younger brother Jiang Jun. According to the rules, although the Jiang family has two branches, Jiang Beiwang and Jiang Nancheng, Master Su Jiu will only be loyal to Jiang Beiwang's lineage.

Master Su Jiu could hear the crying tone: "It's Wanwan, why are you crying? Did someone bully you?"

Jiang Wanwan clenched the phone tightly. "Grandpa Jiu, listen to me first. There is a stack of information under the Buddhist shrine in my father's room in the old house. There is evidence that my uncle embezzled and resold cultural relics to foreigners. Take the evidence and report him."

"After the report is successful, Jiang Nancheng's family will be sent down. You should find a way to get Jiang Lian to my side. It would be best if she were on the same production team as me."

She wants to get Jiang Lian to her side and deal with her!

They were too far away, and she was afraid that her resentment was not strong enough, and Jiang Lian could still have sweet dreams every day.

At the beginning, my father was too kind-hearted. He helped cover up the fact that my uncle was reselling cultural relics. What a cover-up! All of them should go to hell!

Master Su Jiu hesitated: "What about your mother?"

"Your mother gave birth to a son for your uncle. Not long after she came out of confinement, Jiang Nancheng was arrested. Your mother couldn't escape either."

Thinking about her past life, there were some things Jiang Wanwan was not sure about, but she also had some clues. She bit her lower lip heavily.

"Don't worry about her, just report her."

Master Su Jiu didn't know what happened specifically, so he didn't ask: "Okay."

Jiang Wanwan protected her hands by the phone and whispered, "Grandpa Jiu, please help me check if my uncle's family has found anyone who has been exposed to strange arts since four or five years ago. This is very important to me, so you must check carefully."

She wants to take back her fate!

Master Su Jiu: "Okay."

Jiang Wanwan sniffed her sour nose: "Grandpa Jiu, you don't have to worry about me too much. I'm doing well. I found a man who treats me very well, and we are getting married."

Master Su Jiu's voice fluctuated violently: "What?"

"Don't get excited, he's a very nice person. I'll take you to meet him when I have the chance."

Jiang Wanwan's voice couldn't hide her joy.

Master Su Jiu held the phone, wishing he could follow the line to Jiang Wanwan: "Kid, you don't know how complicated men are... What are his family conditions like?"

Jiang Wanwan was afraid that Master Jiu would worry, so she comforted him, "It's fine. Master Jiu, I'm telling you a secret. I won't tell anyone else. In ten years, my man will become someone that the rich people in the city of Sijiu will look up to."