Chapter 5, Section 5: "Other functions do not hinder use."...

Before Wen Lingshuang could reply, Jiang An got up and walked to the next room. As soon as he entered, he saw Lon tidying up the documents and contracts he had taken from the car at his desk. They were neatly arranged. Perhaps he heard the sound, he turned around and saw Jiang An standing behind him.

The gentleman has always been a clean person; he cannot stand his clothes or accessories being covered in dust.

Based on the faint sounds he had just heard, Lon asked, "Did you have a fight with Miss Wen?"

Jiang An frowned. Arguing?

Did that count as arguing?

A few coquettish words shouldn't count.

He picked up a tissue and wiped the water stains, then said in a low voice, "Did what you just said have any effect?"

Lon: "What are you referring to, sir?"

"Those things to do to coax her."

"..."

“It should work.” Lon didn’t dare to be too certain and probed, “But it depends on how fiercely you and Miss Wen argue.”

Does that mean that if the argument gets really heated, no amount of coaxing will work?

Jiang An recalled her appearance just now: her watery eyes were wide open, and her bright red lips were pressed into a line. She looked angry, but more than that, she looked aggrieved.

Too.

Which girl can stand being seen naked?

Although he only saw a little bit.

Jiang An dared not think too much about the enchanting spring scenery, for the thought made his body feel unwell. The wet patch on his pants was still sticking to his skin, making him even more uncomfortable. He frowned and said, "Take the card to pick up the car. I only have one requirement: a limited edition."

Lon didn't dare to delay; Miss Wen's anger was no small matter. He nodded and said, "I'll go right away."

Lon strode away from the Wen family home, braving the typhoon to go down the mountain to retrieve his car.

Seeing him recklessly driving down the mountain, Tan Zhu wanted to say a few words of advice, but Tan Yu stopped her, saying that she couldn't stop him, as he was going down the mountain to find gunpowder.

Tan Zhu didn't understand. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Wen Ling Shuang angrily rushing back to her room in the open space on the second floor. Upon seeing this, she understood and looked at Tan Yu in disbelief, thinking, "No way, my brother-in-law has only been upstairs for a few hours and he has already made the young lady so angry."

With her gossipy nature taking hold, she lifted her skirt and headed upstairs. When she reached the room on the left side of the second floor, she heard Wen Lingshuang's muffled voice before even entering, occasionally punctuated by sobs.

"So annoying! Jiang An... Waaah... Jiang An."

Pushing open the door, I saw the young lady lying face down on the bed, her head buried in the pillow, her hands gripping the pillow. I couldn't tell if she was crying or angry, but she was muttering a few curses at Jiang An.

That's quite unusual.

This young lady has been spoiled since childhood; who would dare to mistreat her or embarrass her? She's already made someone cry before they're even married; what will happen after they get married?!

Tan Zhu quickly stepped forward, patted her on the back, and called out, "Your Highness?"

Wen Lingshuang whimpered a few more times, then raised her aggrieved yet radiant face, pouting as she asked, "Who exactly wanted to keep Jiang An at home?"

That's a very good question.

Tan Zhu chuckled and tucked the stray strands of hair from her face behind her ear, saying, "Who else could it be? Your uncle, of course. What's wrong with you two?"

Wen Lingshuang told Tan Zhu what had just happened, sobbing as she spoke.

Of course, there were also embellishments, such as the claim that Jiang An fled in a disheveled state after seeing her naked, without even offering an explanation.

After listening to her finish recounting the whole story, and hearing her indignant accusations against Jiang An, Tan Zhu said softly, "Uh, have you ever considered that you went to take a bath without noticing anyone was there? Besides, there's a screen in the tea room."

"Whose sister are you? Why are you taking his side?" Wen Lingshuang sat up straight, furious. "There are screens in the tea room, but they're intricately carved. If he wants to see them..."

She trailed off, unable to continue.

After all, it's hard to imagine someone like Jiang An peeping through the latticework of a screen.

Seeing that her arrogance was gradually subsiding, Tan Zhu said, "Anyway, if I were him, I would feel wronged to death, being scolded for no reason after drinking a cup of tea."

"I don't care, he saw it, and he won't admit it. He said his pants were wet and he had to go back to his room to change. Why were his pants wet? It's because he was looking at me!"

"..."

The more they talked, the more Jiang An seemed to be right.

Tan Zhu coughed lightly, "It's alright, it's alright, you should go see him too."

"You!" Wen Lingshuang blushed and her beautiful eyes widened slightly. "What did you say? I'm not being a pervert."

Tan Zhu laughed and said, "Okay, you won't be a scoundrel."

After a pause, he continued, "Hey, seriously, I've been investigating him these past few days and found some new gossip. Want to hear it?"

"No!" She crossed her arms and turned her head away haughtily.

"Don't you want to hear this? This gossip will be helpful when you marry into the Jiang family in the future."

Years ago, Wen Lingshuang had heard about the turbulent power struggles within the Jiang family. As a top family in the industry, such rumors were not surprising. However, at that time, she never imagined that she would one day be married into the Jiang family, nor did she expect to marry an illegitimate child who appeared out of nowhere. Her impression of the Jiang family was limited to their vast wealth and power, with countless prominent figures in politics, business, and law. Under such circumstances, it was indeed unexpected that the Jiang family would still choose Jiang An as their designated successor.

She became interested, but didn't want to make it too obvious, saying that she could investigate it herself.

Tan Zhu didn't know her well, so she leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

Actually, the minor details are not important.

The important thing is just one sentence.

In other words, all the rumors circulating outside about Jiang An's scheming to enter the Jiang family, his extensive preparations for joining the family, and his secret struggles with Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi are completely unfounded.

Wen Lingshuang grew up in a happy family and found it hard to understand the power struggle within the Jiang family. But not understanding didn't mean she couldn't comprehend it. She blinked at Tan Zhu and said, "Where did you find out? Even my dad didn't know much about it."

"These are all secrets, not so easy to find out. I went through a lot of trouble, just in case you're unhappy after you marry into the family."

"You mean that Jiang An is now 100% in control of the Jiang family?"

Tan Zhu shrugged. "Yes."

"Then what am I afraid of? He has complete control."

Hearing this, Tan Zhu laughed and pinched her nose. "You were just saying you hated him, saying he was a pervert."

Wen Lingshuang blushed slightly, gently shook off her hand, and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

Tap twice.

Very crisp.

But apart from the knocking, there was no other sound, as if they were waiting for her confirmation.

Tan Zhu and Wen Lingshuang exchanged glances, seemingly already guessing who was knocking on the door.

Wen Lingshuang was still a little angry and turned her head away, refusing to talk to him.

"Brother-in-law," Tan Zhu said with a smile, already quite used to it, "You've come to see your sister?"

"Yes." He nodded slightly. "Is she there?"

"Yes." Tan Zhu leaned closer and whispered, "She's angry. Go in and coax her."

It's just another attempt to appease them.

Jiang An had a headache.

He's never coaxed anyone before, and he doesn't know how.

But since I was angry because of him, it wouldn't be right not to coax him.

Following the direction Tan Zhu pointed, next to the milky white curtains, a beautiful woman lay proudly on the bed, her graceful curves blending into the blankets, her entire face buried in the pillow, only her hands tightly gripping the pillow revealing that she was not happy.

Jiang An slowly walked to her side. Looking up from her smooth and lustrous ankles, the exposed lines of her shoulders, neck, and back added to her beauty and charm.

Time passed little by little.

Jiang An tried to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say.

Wen Lingshuang stood there for a few minutes, feeling suffocated for just as long.

Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she looked up at the man standing beside her. He had excellent manners and a tall, slender figure, but why had he been standing there for so long without saying a word?

She bit her lip and said, "What are you doing here!"

Jiang An sighed, "Apologize."

Faced with such a face and such eyes, Jiang An had no choice but to lower his head and say, "I'm sorry, Miss Wen, I apologize for seeing you so rashly just now."

After saying that, he added, "I'll have Lon go get your car."

"Get the car?"

"Yes." He nodded. "It's to appease you."

"..."

Who is this person?!

To coax her, you have to say it out loud, making her seem pretentious and unreasonable.

Wen Lingshuang slowly sat up, her expression noticeably better than before. She raised her snow-white neck to look at him and said, "Then do you know what you did wrong just now?"

Jiang An said helplessly, "I don't know."

"First, from now on, if I say you're wrong, you have to admit it, regardless of whether you're right or wrong! Second, you can't run away when we argue; if we're going to argue, let's argue to the very end!"

Jiang An understood. She was still angry about what had just happened, but not because he had looked at her. She was angry that he hadn't admitted his mistake and had run away halfway.

In other words, no matter what happens in the future, regardless of right or wrong, he will have to apologize first, bow his head first, and go along with her wishes.

really.

The pretentious and affected young lady lives up to her name.

Surprisingly, he didn't dislike it.

Jiang An nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Wen Lingshuang used to have a dog named Ruby.

When the dog was brought to the Wen family at three months old, it was well-behaved and adorable. However, it was given away not long after being raised because the family was allergic to dog hair.

Tan Yu gave Ruby to the family's maid to raise. When she wanted to visit Ruby after her allergy had completely subsided, she found that Ruby was dead, lying by the lake. The maid said that Ruby had run away on a rainy night and drowned in the lake for some reason.

That was the first time she realized she had done something wrong.

The mistake was giving Ruby away.

The mistake was not visiting it after giving it away.

Jiang An's scar reminded her of Ruby. She slowly curled up her legs, hugged herself, looked at the scar, and said, "Jiang An, do you want to marry me?"

For Jiang An, the marriage alliance was a family mission, and there was no question of whether he wanted it or not.

But if he had to answer, he would be willing to raise this flower of wealth and honor.

"Yes, I want to."

Wen Lingshuang felt a tingling sensation in her heart and looked up at him, "We're not even familiar with each other, how could you have such thoughts?"

Jiang An: "You don't know me well either, but you still want to marry me? Miss Wen, I am thirty-one years old this year, and you are twenty-five years old. We have decades to live. Who knows, one day we won't even be thinking about this issue anymore."

What kind of questions would you be thinking about?

Jiang An pondered for a moment, "I wish to grow old together with my wife, a loving and devoted couple."

Wen Lingshuang: "..."

*

That evening, Lon picked up three luxury cars, each a limited edition worth over 100 million. He could have bought more, but Jiang An insisted that the cars must bear the Queen's crown emblem, causing many companies to be unable to supply them in time, forcing him to purchase more later. However, three luxury cars were enough to appease Wen Lingshuang. When the first car was carried to the Wen family's parking lot, Tan Zhu was the first to rush over to see it.

Although the Wen family is wealthy and powerful, this kind of trick of spending hundreds of millions to buy luxury cars to coax the young lady during a typhoon is something they have never seen before, so it is naturally novel.

Wen Lingshuang didn't expect Jiang An to keep his word and purchase the goods in such a short time.

All right.

He's at least sincere.

She forgave him.

Since he had flattered her, she should reciprocate.

Returning to her room, she searched through her secret haven for a presentable gift. The room was largely filled with items she had prepared for Wen Jinye's fifty-seventh birthday celebration. Tan Zhu entered and saw her rummaging through things, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"

"Looking for a gift," Wen Lingshuang said without turning her head. "He gave me three cars, so I'll give him a gift in return."

"You're looking for a gift here? Weren't these all meant for your uncle? Why are you giving them away?"

“When I give him something, whether it’s good or bad, he has to accept it.”

Wen Lingshuang's answer was so confident and assertive that it left no room for rebuttal.

After rummaging through the pile of gifts for a long time, he finally found a reasonably decent gift box. As he walked out with the box, Tan Zhu rolled her eyes when she saw it, took the box, and said, "Stefano Ri, this is aimed at men in their fifties. Aren't you ashamed to give this to Jiang An?"

"I don't care." Wen Lingshuang snatched the gift box. "I already said, no matter if it's good or bad, he has to accept it as long as I give it to him."

After saying that, he took the gift box and walked towards the room on the right.

Jiang An was sitting in the tea room enjoying tea when he smelled a faint fragrance from afar. Turning his head, he saw the princess walking towards him with a gift box in her hand. She walked up to him with an air of grandeur, placed the gift box in front of him, and said, "Take a look and see if you like it."

Jiang An smiled, put down his teacup, picked up the box, and opened it to find a low-key royal blue tie neatly arranged inside. In fact, judging from the design and materials, it was rather old-fashioned. He took out the tie and examined it, saying, "Not bad."

"Then give it a try."

"good."

Jiang An was wearing a black shirt and a dark gray tie. He loosened the tie with one hand and took it off with a smooth and effortless motion. Just watching him loosen the tie made people's mouths dry.

He then put the new tie around his neck and skillfully tied it.

Seeing that he was wearing it crookedly, Wen Lingshuang stepped forward and helped him straighten it with her hands, saying as she did so, "It's crooked. It should look better straight."

It's so beautiful it's almost unfair.

Wen Lingshuang's heart trembled, and she pursed her lips, saying, "This is a return gift; you should wear it carefully."

"A return gift?"

Does that mean you're not angry anymore?

"Well, you gave me a car, so I'll give you a tie—it's a matter of reciprocity!"

Jiang An nodded, somewhat amused.

It turns out that coaxing her is so easy.

Lon went too far.

He picked up his phone from the side, opened the WeChat chat page, and scanned the QR code. "So, can we add each other's contact information now?"

Wen Lingshuang grunted and took out her phone to scan his WeChat QR code.

Then, as if remembering something, she awkwardly took a bottle of ointment from her pocket and placed it on the table, saying, "My second uncle is a doctor, and this ointment can help heal old scars."

She didn't specify any particular location or wound, only vaguely saying that the ointment helps adult scars heal.

Jiang An looked dazed for a moment, then looked down at the medicine box on the table, which was about the size of a thumb.

His deep eyes became complicated and dark. He picked up the medicine box, examined it for a moment, and said, "These are all old scars, and they are difficult to heal."

"So you have to try."

Wen Lingshuang took the medicine box from his hand, took out the ointment, squeezed out a little bit of white ointment, held his left hand, and evenly applied the ointment to his index finger. "Three times a day."

As Jiang An watched her apply the ointment, he couldn't help but recall many years ago, in a remote tea garden, amidst the misty rain of Jiangnan, the image of a girl with a high ponytail, wearing a white dress. Her smile was just like Wen Lingshuang's, only with an added touch of charm and cuteness, and her two unchanging tiger teeth were lively and endearing.

Everyone in the tea plantation liked her.

Just like Wen Lingshuang, whether she's being pretentious or angry, even the most outrageous things are just trivial matters to her.

"Try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll have my uncle's team do a custom study for you."

Hearing the voice, Jiang An came back to his senses, looked at the white ointment covering his index finger, and said, "It's been so many years, I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it."

“Don’t forget.” Wen Lingshuang looked down at him. “I don’t like flawed products.”

"Defective products?"

"Yes, you can't have any scars on your body! It's unsightly!"

Jiang An pondered for a moment, his brows furrowed, wondering why the young lady would have such a demanding request.

How can a person not have scars?

After pondering for a long time, he said, "Then I have more than one spot on my body."

Wen Lingshuang was taken aback. "What else?"

Jiang An picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea. "Three inches below the abdomen."

"..."

Abdomen, down, three inches.

That's not...

Wen Lingshuang blinked her bright eyes.

She seemed to be confirming something with her eyes.

Jiang An avoided her gaze and did not answer directly, "Other functions do not hinder use."

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