Chapter 52 She was about to marry Jiang An and become his…

Wen Lingshuang was too lazy to explain what happened after she went upstairs, and casually replied, "It was already wrong of me to come see him, how could I live with him?"

Tan Zhu let out an "Oh" sound, drawing out the tone.

God knows what happened between them, but based on her understanding of Wen Lingshuang, the fact that she would run back from abroad to see him meant that she missed him to the extreme, and the fact that she would flee in such a panic meant that she had done something shameful. As for what it was, she didn't need to think to know.

An hour later, the car arrived at Tan Zhu's house. Wen Lingshuang couldn't wait to enter the door by pressing the password. She was burning up, especially her mouth. After eating Jiang An's thing, it was extremely hot and she desperately needed to quench her thirst!

She casually took off her high heels and ran to the bathroom to rinse her mouth before immediately coming out and drinking a large gulp of ice water.

Even so, it still couldn't quench my thirst.

It's so hot.

It's so hot.

It's hot everywhere.

She walked up the stairs and easily made her way to the bathroom. She turned on the tap, and water gushed out, but it was too slow. She was so hot; it felt like she would die from the heat if she didn't get rid of it soon.

Tan Zhu lived alone in her home, without any servants or staff. So she decided to stop putting up with it, took off all her clothes, and stepped into the bathtub. But the bathtub was only about the height of one hand. She lay there, trying to drown out the heat with the thin, cold water.

The silent space and the sound of rushing water drowned out all hearing, so much so that I didn't hear the door opening downstairs.

Jiang An opened the door smoothly using the password given by Tan Zhu. He had rushed over without even putting on his clothes properly. The buttons on his shirt were crooked, just as Wen Ling Shuang had left. He wasn't wearing his belt either. He was in such a hurry to see what the woman who had made him look like this was up to.

Tan Zhu's home is neither big nor small.

The entire space is open and bright, with everything clearly visible.

There was no one on the first floor.

Jiang An walked up the stairs and heard the sound of water when he reached the second floor. Following the direction of the sound, he slowly walked in. The door on the right was open, and inside he could see a huge floor-to-ceiling window and a pink bed. The decor was extremely girly. Further in, he could hear Wen Lingshuang's voice, mixed with the sound of water and her slightly echoing giggles.

"The wedding is on New Year's Day, are you going back to China?"

"No, no, don't send such expensive things."

"Fang Pei, are we still good friends?"

Jiang An slowly approached, and when he reached the bathroom door, he saw Wen Lingshuang leaning over the bathtub, her back to him, talking on the phone. The water was just above her slender waist, and in the ripples, her snow-white skin shone with a lustrous glow under the light. Jiang An's dark eyes darkened.

She left him standing there alone while she chatted with her male friends?

Does she even know how painful it is for a man to be unable to release his pent-up emotions?

Wen Lingshuang was on the phone, completely unaware of what was happening behind her. With New Year's Day approaching, the details of the wedding arrangements were proceeding smoothly. Many friends called to inquire about the wedding's details, and she barely managed to answer the phone after enduring the intense heat.

I had only said a couple of sentences when I vaguely felt a chill down my back.

She gently pulled the phone away, looked down at the water, wondering if the water was already above her chest. But when she looked down, she saw a large hand in the water.

She was terrified and turned around sharply, only to meet Jiang An's dark eyes.

There was no fluctuation.

There is only endless desire.

"Ling Shuang? Ling Shuang?" Fang Pei called her name from the other end of the phone.

Wen Lingshuang dared not answer, her whole body tense, like a fish on a chopping board, while the one holding the knife was Jiang An.

Her first thought was that Tan Zhu had betrayed her.

Once again.

How could she fall into Tan Zhu's trap so many times?

"Why aren't you replying?" Jiang An listened to Fang Pei on the other end of the phone and gestured with his eyes, "You can continue."

Wen Lingshuang's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

She had checked it before leaving. The shirt binding Jiang An's hands was secure. Even if he was strong, there was no reason for him to break free so quickly. Even if he did break free, there was no reason for him to find her. So she ran away without restraint, leaving him alone there.

How did she unzip his jacket?

And how did she arouse his desire?

And how much he wanted her.

She knew perfectly well what was going on.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang An turned on the speakerphone. Fang Pei's voice echoed throughout the bathroom. He tapped the screen with his index finger and said, "Why aren't you replying, Miss Wen?"

It's Miss Wen again.

I used to find this nickname alluring, but now it seems sinister.

She felt very uncomfortable and scared when he stopped calling her Yangyang.

Wen Lingshuang shrank her neck, hung up the call, and submerged herself in the water, leaving only her eyes visible as she looked at him.

The more she acted this way, the angrier Jiang An became.

However, he was not one to wear his emotions on his sleeve. He simply ran his hand across the water, creating ripples, and said, "You left me there all alone..."

He spoke slowly, almost deliberately, glancing at her as he spoke, “What if people come? The house renovation project is very tight.”

Wen Lingshuang blinked her wet eyes, her red lips submerged in the water gently exhaling, producing two bubbles.

The air was thick with moisture, and Jiang An looked into her clear, bright eyes, feeling quite angry.

I came here to demand an explanation.

She looked at him so innocently that even the most cold-blooded hunter wouldn't have the heart to shoot at such a face.

Jiang An's large hand precisely pinched her chin from underwater as he leaned down: "You really love to play, Yangyang."

Hearing him call her Yangyang, she gently surfaced with the help of his large hand and said, "You pinched me, and you won't let me fight back? You said you'd wait and see."

"So it was my fault?"

"otherwise?"

Jiang An's lips curled up, whether out of anger or helplessness, his voice was somewhat nonchalant, "But the swelling in your neck has gone down, while mine hasn't."

Wen Lingshuang's gaze fell on that spot, flat and even.

The suit trousers covered her long legs, so you couldn't tell anything about them.

But she knew what was underneath the suit pants.

He swallowed hard. "Don't lie to me."

Then, with a straight face, he said, "You want me to apologize? No way!"

"I don't want your apology, and you don't need to apologize to me."

Wen Lingshuang muttered, "Then why don't you let go of me!"

“Okay.” Jiang An slowly stood up.

His 190cm height was imposing when he stood up. He lowered his eyes to look at Wen Lingshuang, who was curled up in the bathtub, and said, "Since you're so disobedient, I'll teach you in a different way."

Jiang An's words sounded rather frightening.

For the first time, Wen Lingshuang felt that she had angered him.

How could someone say such terrifying things in such a calm tone?

Thinking of the scene in the office just now, where he pinched her, his cold tone, his forceful methods, and his indifference when he pinched her, it was as if what he was holding in his hand was a tree root, a blade of grass, or a flower, rather than a person.

Jiang An walked towards the door.

With a splash, she stood up abruptly from the water, stepped out of the bathtub, hugged Jiang An from behind, and said coquettishly, "Don't go, I was wrong."

Although she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

"I will never do it again."

Although she doesn't think she would never dare to do it again.

"Don't go."

I'm scared that you're gone. Your methods are definitely more unbearable than I imagined.

So it's definitely the right thing to do to stop him from leaving.

Jiang An looked down at the hands that were tightly gripping his waist. "You'd better let go of me. If I stay any longer, this place will become uninhabitable."

Wen Lingshuang pouted reluctantly, "You have so many houses, can't we just stay in any one of them?"

"You want to come with me?"

Wen Lingshuang slowly walked away, then stood in front of him, looking up at him. "Yes!"

She's really good at adapting to changing circumstances.

Jiang An raised his hand and pinched her cheek, gently squeezing the flesh on both sides of her cheeks together. He bent down to look her in the eye and asked, "Do you know what it means to come with me?"

How could I not know?

Wen Lingshuang nodded.

"You knew that, yet you still dared to go?"

"Who gave you the right to threaten me?"

Jiang An found it somewhat amusing.

Seeing the corners of his lips turn up, Wen Lingshuang didn't know whether he was willing or not. She hugged her chest with both hands, and water droplets dripped from her body onto the cold floor. Although there was underfloor heating and air conditioning in the room, being naked and without any cover was still very uncomfortable.

Jiang An reached out and took a bath towel from the cabinet next to her, draped it over her body, and wiped away the water droplets that were dripping from her forehead.

His wife is really easy to fool; a few intimidating words are enough to make her do such a thing.

What will she do without him?

He gently stroked her cheek and whispered, "Then remember my threat. On our wedding night, you'll pay it back to me slowly."

Wen Lingshuang, still reeling from his actions, let out a soft "Ah?"

By the time she came to her senses, Jiang An had already let go of her and started walking downstairs.

Just like that, you left?

Wen Lingshuang chased after him to the stairwell, watching his figure disappear into the distance, and called out, "Jiang An, what do you mean by this?"

She wanted to go with him, but he wasn't willing.

What's with the high and mighty act? She barely touched him, and he stood there like a king, walking out the door so brazenly? Besides, wasn't he here to cause her trouble? How come he left after only a couple of words?

A few seconds later, Jiang An's voice came from afar, "You should get some rest."

Wen Lingshuang: "..."

I can't figure it out.

He stormed over to Tan Zhu's house in such a huff just to tell her to get some rest.

She thought he wanted to keep her in bed for three days...

Since that night, Jiang An has never seen Wen Lingshuang again; Wen Lingshuang also "behaved herself" and stayed at Tan Zhu's house. Tan Zhu learned about what happened to her at Xining Group and the details of Jiang An running to her house, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Looking at her like that, Wen Lingshuang said helplessly, "I feel the same way you do. What does he mean by that...?"

Tan Zhu shook her head. "I'm not shocked by that. I'm shocked that he pinched you. I had heard before that someone in the Jiang family liked to put people in his bed. It turns out it's true... I was just listening to it as a morbid tale."

Wen Lingshuang: "?"

Seeing her puzzled expression, Tan Zhu leaned closer to her and said, "It's just a rumor, you can just listen to it."

There are already so many rumors about Jiang An outside, a little more won't make a difference, Wen Lingshuang nodded.

"That is to say, the Jiang family loves to play these kinds of tricks. I heard that back then, before the Xining Group had decided on a leader, Jiang Hanyu was considered the most competitive among his brothers. At that time, Old Master Jiang wanted to hand over the position of leader to Jiang Hanyu. I heard that before the meeting between several senior executives, Jiang Hanyu's private life had problems. He was said to be very indecent. At that time, he was already with Yao Fei."

Wen Lingshuang blinked. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that Jiang An is Jiang Hanyu's illegitimate son, born out of a scheme. The person who orchestrated this must be from within the Jiang family, trying to prevent him from inheriting the Jiang family business. And now the same method has been used on Jiang An. Isn't that terrifying?"

Wen Lingshuang frowned. "It's alright. You haven't heard of the Chen family before? They caused quite a stir. Several brothers fought over a project, and in the end, the older one killed the younger one. It was trending on social media, didn't you see?"

Tan Zhu rolled her eyes.

Family feuds and power struggles are commonplace in the entertainment industry; they're nothing unusual. There are all sorts of bizarre stories out there. But the problem is, with such a bizarre story about to be discovered involving Wen Lingshuang, how can she possibly have the mind to compare whose news is more sensational?

For someone as dependent as her to enter the Jiang family, that cesspool of corruption...

Tan Zhu felt a little melancholy again.

Logically speaking, Jiang An and Wen Lingshuang are a very good match, and he is a good person too. But the Jiang family is so rotten, I really don't know what to say.

Seeing that Tan Zhu remained silent, Wen Lingshuang patted her shoulder and said, "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"I hope so."

A few snowflakes began to fall outside the window at some point. Winter had come exceptionally early this year. After staying at Tan Zhu's house for a few days, Wen Lingshuang returned home to await her marriage. During this time, Jiang An frequently sent gifts to the Wen family, including jewelry, clothes, shoes, and limited-edition cars. In particular, in mid-December, Jiang An sent gifts more often, sometimes several times a day.

Every day when Wen Lingshuang opens her eyes, she sees Lon delivering beautifully packaged gift boxes to her door.

In the lead-up to New Year's Day, the Wen family held a banquet at home, inviting only a few uncles, aunts, and cousins ​​to celebrate the upcoming wedding.

On December 25th, it was snowing heavily outside the window when several uncles and elders arrived at the Wen family home carrying gifts.

Wen Lingshuang came down the stairs and saw that her uncles and elders were all bringing her things they liked. She smiled and said, "Uncles, why did you bring so many gifts?"

"You're getting married in a few days, and from then on, you'll have to go to the Jiang family to see you. If I don't bring you a gift now, when will I?"

Wen Lingshuang pouted and said coquettishly, "Don't make it sound like I'm married and we can't see each other anymore. I'm still a daughter of the Wen family and your niece."

Several uncles burst out laughing.

Wen Jinye invited them inside to rest.

Upon entering, one sees gifts laid out on the floor, almost all bearing the Jiang family's seal.

Wen Jinye explained with a smile that they were all gifts from Jiang An, so many that the storeroom below couldn't hold them all, so they were temporarily stored in the living room. She would take them all with her when she married into the Jiang family in a few days.

The uncles sighed, "In the blink of an eye, our Yangyang is about to get married. She was so young back then."

Hearing their sighs, Wen Lingshuang couldn't help but feel how quickly time flies.

In just a few months, she will be getting married.

That person was someone she had never imagined, someone she would never have any contact with in her life, yet he barged into her life in this unexpected situation.

Looking at the snow scene outside the window, she took a deep breath.

In five days, she will marry Jiang An and become his Mrs. Jiang.