Chapter 67 Do you know how many people want to wear it for me...?

Wen Lingshuang wouldn't let this opportunity pass. She bit Jiang An's shoulder and vented all her anger from downstairs on him.

A slight pain radiated from her shoulder, but Jiang An merely frowned and gently stroked the back of her head with one hand, as tenderly as if petting a kitten.

She bit him for several seconds, then let go and instead kissed his lips, but not properly; to be precise, she bit him.

Jiang An was so fed up with her biting that he simply let her do as she pleased.

After a passionate kiss, both of them were drenched in sweat.

Jiang An's veins bulged slightly, and he felt the extreme tingling and numbness in his lips and tongue. He looked down at the woman in his arms, her eyes half-closed, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering and leaving a faint shadow on her fair and smooth face. He raised his hand and pinched her cheek, and she took the opportunity to grab his hand and kiss him again.

Today I really love to open my mouth.

Jiang An smiled and said, "Have you had enough fun?"

Wen Lingshuang had had enough fun and was tired.

Although it's nice to be in a superior position, being able to look down on Jiang An from this angle and capture all the expressions on his face—the comfort, the restraint, the helplessness…

But she was really tired and didn't want to move, so she just nestled in his arms and whimpered as a response.

Jiang An rolled over. "Then you're not allowed to be angry anymore."

Wen Lingshuang's legs twitched in the air, her voice incredibly sweet, "Why don't you move?"

Jiang An: "..."

He whispered in her ear, "My little darling."

Warm breath brushed against my earlobe, like a barely perceptible breeze, or like a feather brushing against my heart, sending shivers down my spine like an electric shock.

Wen Lingshuang enjoyed his service, but unfortunately, she couldn't be too rough around the edges in the Jiang family home, and it wasn't enough to satisfy her.

During their tender moment, Wen Lingshuang nestled against Jiang An's chest, listening to his wildly pounding heart. Her index finger hooked around his loosely tied tie, and her voice, soft and sweet after her satisfaction, said, "I think the person Ms. Yao is looking for is the one you should be looking for."

Jiang An held her with one arm, his voice hoarse, "How can you be sure?"

“I talked to her before you came back. She described everything that happened when you were little, including the details, in great detail. How could she describe it so accurately if she hadn’t experienced it herself? And she dared to call you by your name.” Thinking of this, Wen Lingshuang suddenly sat up and looked down at him. “Jiang An.”

Jiang An smiled and stroked her cheek, "What's so strange about calling my name?"

“Who would dare call you by your name to your face…” she said, pouting slightly, “especially when we’re not familiar with each other.”

She still remembers the first time she found out that her arranged marriage partner was him. She and Tan Zhu set a trap for him. When he saw through her plan and walked towards the car, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Jiang An's aura was terrifyingly strong.

Even someone like her, who has seen so many big scenes, would be frightened, let alone someone she's just met.

Therefore, she was certain that Zhao Tinghe and Jiang An were acquainted.

Jiang An stroked her slender waist and said, "That alone doesn't count."

His large hand caressed her, the gesture suggestive and intimate. "Anyone who's determined to investigate can find out anything."

“But how do you investigate those little details?” Wen Lingshuang said with dissatisfaction, “What about you carrying her up the tea mountain every day, and you sharing a meal? She gives you her meal, and you give her yours back, and she says your meal is awful. She wants you to eat something better, so she eats the awful meal and gets sick for several days afterward.”

Jiang An watched her red lips open and close, and couldn't help but hold the back of her neck, pressing her down and pecking at her red lips. "Did she tell you?"

"Hmm." Wen Lingshuang snorted coldly, "This is only a small part of it. I can't remember most of it. I hate hearing about your past with other women!"

Jiang An chuckled at her words, "That's a child, not a woman."

"Exactly!" she exclaimed indignantly. "To me, if you're with someone of the opposite sex, it's a betrayal!"

She was furious but helpless, so she could only lie on his chest and punch him repeatedly with her fists to vent her anger. "If this was Yao Fei's scheme, then great, she succeeded. I'm going crazy with anger."

Hearing her tone, Jiang An felt a sudden tenderness in his heart and hugged her tightly. "Then I'll go down and talk to her, and tell her to leave."

Hearing this, Wen Lingshuang slowly lowered her pounding hands, looked out the window, and sighed softly, "Never mind."

If what Zhao Tinghe said is true, then young Jiang An truly lived in darkness. She gave him warmth, hope, and protection... Regardless of her feelings when she returned to find Jiang An, those things truly happened. Logically and emotionally, she shouldn't be driven away.

"As long as she doesn't make me uncomfortable, I'll turn a blind eye."

Upon hearing this, Jiang An replied gently, "I don't need you to turn a blind eye. I won't let her stay here."

"So you just gave up after looking for her for so long?"

Jiang An pondered for a moment, "Originally, I just wanted to see how she had been doing all these years, and whether she had encountered any difficulties that required my help. Since she is doing well now, I have no reason to keep her around."

That sounds fairly comforting.

Wen Lingshuang nuzzled against his chest. "That depends on whether Ms. Yao is willing or not."

*

Wen Lingshuang slept soundly, but when she woke up, the person beside her was gone. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, threw off the covers, and walked barefoot to the door. The retro wall lamps in the corridor were lit up, and paintings worth millions were hung on the walls as decorations.

As she walked down the stairs, she saw Jiang An and Zhao Tinghe sitting on the sofa.

Jiang An, dressed in black suit trousers and a black shirt, looked noble and elegant. He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed manner, while Zhao Tinghe sat beside him. The two were talking about something, with Zhao Tinghe smiling and Jiang An showing little expression.

Wen Lingshuang warned herself not to get angry. Zhao Tinghe was just a prank Yao Fei used to provoke her, and she couldn't fall for it so quickly.

After calming myself down, I turned and headed upstairs.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Jiang Qi.

Strangely enough, Jiang Xu was extremely busy, while Jiang Qi seemed to have nothing to do and stayed at home all day long.

Wen Lingshuang composed herself, regained her composure, looked up at him, and called out, "Second Uncle."

I make him so angry during the day, but he's so well-behaved at night.

Jiang Qi gritted his teeth in anger, about to speak, when he saw Jiang An and Zhao Tinghe through the gap in the stairs. As if something had occurred to him, he couldn't help but smile, "Jiang An's old flame is here. You can actually remain so calm. Impressive."

He gave a thumbs-up, "I underestimated you before."

Wen Lingshuang calmly replied, "You said that's Jiang An's old flame? Jiang An's legal team could sue you until you're bleeding money."

Jiang Qi found it strange. Most people would be angry at such a scene, let alone Wen Lingshuang. But she didn't react at all and even spoke up for Jiang An. Could she really be that generous? Or is the relationship between the two sides too solid?

Jiang Qi was unsure.

Or perhaps he simply couldn't see through Wen Lingshuang.

This young lady, who has received extremely negative reviews from the outside world, is not as pretentious and brainless as the outside world claims.

She lifted her foot and walked upstairs. As she passed by him, a faint and fragrant scent wafted into Jiang Qi's nostrils. His pupils trembled involuntarily, and he subconsciously watched her departing figure without stopping her.

Wen Lingshuang walked back to the bedroom, closed the door, and completely shattered her feigned calm. She angrily walked to the bedside and threw all the pillows on the floor. She originally wanted to throw vases and antiques, but she was afraid that if she broke them, the Jiang family would laugh at her.

I'm so angry.

I'm so angry.

Wen Lingshuang has decided that she will not allow Jiang An to touch her for the next month!

She was panting heavily when she sat on the bed and turned on her phone. As soon as she opened it, she saw that Jiang An had sent her a message.

Jiang An: [I'd like to have a few words with Miss Zhao.]

Jiang An: [She has quite a few flaws.]

Jiang An: [I've told the kitchen to make your favorite dish for dinner.]

Jiang An: [Come down and find me when you wake up.]

Jiang An: [Let me show you around the back garden; it has many rare plants.]

Wen Lingshuang scrolled up and saw that Jiang An had sent many other messages. The anger in her heart was gradually calmed down by Jiang An's words.

After reading everything, I slowly stood up, put my phone back in my pocket, and turned to walk out the door.

He opened the door and saw Yu Hong, so he waved to her and said, "Tidi up my room. This bed is too small. When Jiang An and I were sleeping, our pillows fell all over the floor."

After saying that, he turned and walked downstairs.

Yu Hong dared not speak out in anger. When she entered the room, she saw that the floor was covered with pillows, blankets, and quilts, making a complete mess.

Did he fall off while sleeping? Yu Hong walked forward and picked up Jiang An's suit. It still had his faint fragrance on it. She held it in her hands and smelled it, as if Jiang An was standing in front of her.

He took a deep breath, and with a mixture of fascination and complex expression, neatly folded the suit.

Wen Lingshuang went downstairs, and Jiang An had just finished talking with Zhao Tinghe and got up to go upstairs.

The two met briefly, and Jiang An waved to her.

She obediently walked to his side, wrapped her arms around his strong waist, and lowered her voice, "Having a pleasant chat?"

He couldn't hide his jealousy.

Jiang An chuckled softly and put his arm around her slender waist. "Are you hungry?"

Wen Lingshuang shook her head, she was so angry she was full of anger.

"I'm not hungry, let's take a walk in the backyard."

The Jiang family's backyard has three sections. One section is used to grow rare plants, and the constant temperature system ensures that the room temperature remains suitable for plant growth even in low temperatures. The basement where Jiang An used to live has a skylight that connects to the backyard, so he can see the beautiful flowers blooming every day when he opens his eyes.

At that time, he didn't understand that those were just inanimate objects, merely beautiful in appearance, so why spend hundreds of millions every year to maintain them.

Now he understands.

Some overly vibrant flowers require careful nurturing.

He looked down at Wen Lingshuang, smiled, and ruffled her hair. "You came down earlier, why didn't you come to find me?"

Wen Lingshuang asked in surprise, "You saw me?"

"Yes, I saw it."

Not only did I see her, I also saw her talking to Jiang Qi.

Wen Lingshuang didn't want to tell him what had just happened in the room; it was too embarrassing. He was so jealous. She cleared her throat and said, "I'm a civilized person and don't want to interrupt your conversation."

Jiang An chuckled softly, "I see."

Wen Lingshuang bit her lip and turned to look at him. "Are you laughing at me?"

"No."

"I saw it all." She was furious. "I wasn't angry when you were talking to Zhao Tinghe, but you dare to laugh at me."

Jiang An smiled and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. "Yangyang, you must be feeling very uncomfortable in the Jiang family. You have to endure everything and worry about saving face. This isn't like you."

Upon hearing Jiang An's words, Wen Lingshuang's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, she was very uncomfortable in the Jiang family, but it was her own choice to come, so she couldn't blame anyone and didn't want to. She just wanted to see the Jiang family, the place where Jiang An had lived.

"Actually, you don't have to hold back. You can vent your anger and do whatever you want."

Jiang An looked down at her. "I'll take care of it for you."

“I’m not suffering that much, I just can’t stand the atmosphere in the Jiang family. Everyone lives like they’re wearing a mask, everyone is having a hard time, everyone is scheming against each other, as if stepping on each other to climb up the social ladder will help them live longer.” She blinked her beautiful big eyes at him, “Jiang An, you must have had a very difficult time these past few years.”

"Before I met you, this was how it was," Jiang An answered truthfully.

"After meeting you, I don't feel that way anymore."

Wen Lingshuang smiled with satisfaction, "I think I understand why my mother let my father 'stray' outside when he was young."

Jiang An: "?"

"Yes, my home is here with you."

Wen Lingshuang found it difficult to describe this feeling.

It felt like taking a bite of happiness, with a faint warmth filling the air.

The two strolled around the backyard for a while, and soon it was time to eat. After returning to the dining room and sitting down, they found a rich spread of food on the table. However, unlike at noon, the food on the table consisted of dishes that Wen Lingshuang disliked the most.

On the contrary, Zhao Tinghe, sitting opposite, was very satisfied and looked at Yao Fei, saying, "Aunt Yao, thank you for preparing so many of my favorite dishes."

"Of course."

There was a shareholders' meeting at the group that evening, and Jiang Hanyu went to the meeting. He also asked for leave for Jiang An. Since he wasn't home, Yao Fei naturally took charge.

When Jiang An saw that none of the dishes on the table were what Wen Lingshuang liked to eat, and that some of the dishes would even cause her to have an allergic reaction, his dark eyes instantly darkened, and his aura silently intimidated the atmosphere in the hall.

Yao Fei naturally noticed this. She turned her head and looked at Jiang An. The coldness and gloom in his sharp black eyes were even more intense than when he looked at him many years ago. He no longer needed to tolerate her like he had done many years ago, nor did he need to live here like a servant like he had done many years ago. This was the Jiang family, and it belonged to the Jiang family. Jiang An's surname was Jiang.

Yao Fei was actually a little scared afterward.

This powerful aura comes from Jiang An, who is thirty-one years old.

He's only thirty-one years old...

Seeing the undercurrent between them, Wen Lingshuang picked up her phone and took a picture of the table, saying, "Dinner is very sumptuous. I'll take a picture and upload it to social media. Aunt Yao, you don't mind, do you?"

Before getting married, Wen Lingshuang was always the most sought-after heiress among the young masters in the industry. She had gone out to eat with these young masters more than once or twice, and everyone in the industry knew her dining preferences very well. Everyone knew that she was allergic to yams. There were two dishes made with fresh yams on the table, one was a dessert and the other was a soup. It was impossible for the kitchen staff not to know or for the Jiang family not to know.

The photo, once uploaded to social media, may damage the Jiang family's public image of harmony and filial piety.

Yao Fei remained calm and said in a flat tone, "There are still some dishes that haven't been served yet. We'll take pictures of the whole thing once the dishes are served."

Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "Okay."

Yao Fei winked at the person next to her, and then the dishes were served, all of which were Wen Lingshuang's favorites.

After dinner, Jiang An received a call from a friend.

Wen Lingshuang leaned closer to listen and found the voice very familiar. It was probably someone who wanted to invite Jiang An out for drinks and a chat. Jiang An usually didn't participate in these kinds of gatherings, and very few people could get him to come out, but today was an exception.

Wen Lingshuang was quite surprised to learn that Jiang An was going to take her out to meet his friend.

Jiang An has few close friends; and he rarely has the leisure time to entertain them.

She threw herself into his arms and asked, "Did you agree to this because I'm a bad cook?"

Jiang An smiled and said, "I'm afraid if you stay any longer, you'll lose your temper."

In fact, Jiang An had other plans.

He wanted to take the opportunity to bring Wen Lingshuang back to his own home. So many things had happened in just one day at the Jiang family's house, and if they stayed any longer, there was no guarantee that something unexpected wouldn't happen.

Wen Lingshuang didn't understand his thoughts. She happily went upstairs to change into a beautiful dress, put on a cashmere coat, and paired it with pearl jewelry, which made her look bright and elegant. When she came downstairs, she saw Jiang Qi again.

When Jiang Qi saw Wen Lingshuang dressed up beautifully and holding Jiang An's arm, his eyes darkened, and he simply turned his head away as if he hadn't seen her.

Jiang An didn't call a driver; he drove Wen Lingshuang off himself.

After driving for about half an hour, they arrived at a villa complex in the southern part of the city center. Like the Xihong villa complex, this area is extremely valuable, and it is mostly inhabited by wealthy second-generation heirs and young ladies. After the car stopped, Jiang An led Wen Lingshuang inside. Before they even got close, they heard a male voice say, "Have a drink. It would be disrespectful not to drink."

A few steps further in, a man in a white shirt and black suit pants sat on the sofa. His attire was rather informal, with several buttons undone, revealing a hint of his sexy chest muscles. The woman sitting next to him was pretty and well-behaved. When the man offered her a glass of wine, she looked helpless and unwilling. The man brought the glass to her lips and sneered, "You're so happy drinking with others, but you can't drink with me, huh? Drink up!"

The woman reluctantly took a sip, but as soon as she did, the man suddenly grabbed her chin and kissed her fiercely.

The woman pushed him away forcefully, slapped him, and then got up and went upstairs.

Before Wen Lingshuang could even see who was who, Jiang An covered her eyes with his large hand, blocking all her vision, and whispered, "Pei Du is a madman. Everything he does is outrageous. Don't look at him."

Pei Du.

It is extremely famous.

The founder of Xingxuan Technology Group and the heir to the Pei Group.

Pei Du was even a groomsman at their wedding.

I'd heard before that he'd become obsessed with a university professor; everyone took it as a joke, but it turned out to be true.

He didn't get angry even though he took a hard slap...

By the time Jiang An took his hand down, Pei Du had already disappeared, and all that could be heard was the sound of a heavy door closing upstairs.

Jiang An took Wen Lingshuang's hand and walked over.

Wen Lingshuang recognized all the people sitting on the sofa; some had been their best men, while others had been known to her in the industry for a long time.

She took off her coat and sat down.

The next second, Jiang An draped the coat over her shoulders.

"It's so hot." She pushed him away.

Jiang An frowned. "Do you know how many people want to cheat on me?"

He covered himself completely with his coat, "too many hands to count."

Author's Note: Pei Du x Zhu Fu, in the column "Expired Kiss," feel free to add it to your favorites if you like it!