Chapter 71 Everyone in the circle knows Jiang An is interested in her…

Wen Lingshuang was thoroughly 'examined' by Jiang An. She was indeed badly injured, and although ointment was applied, the wounds were still difficult to heal.

Looking at his furrowed brows and distressed expression, Wen Lingshuang lifted her foot again, pressing it against his chest, tracing his firm pectoral muscles, and leaned back, saying, "Have you checked enough, Chairman Jiang?"

Jiang An's throat tightened, his dark eyes deep, and he grabbed her injured ankle. "Don't cause trouble at the company."

"You took off my pants, and you told me to stop messing around?" She glared at him sideways. "I wonder who's messing around."

Jiang An coughed twice helplessly, "Fine, I'll make a fuss. Be good, go sit on the sofa and wait for me for a while. I'll take you out to eat after I finish signing a few contracts."

Wen Lingshuang reluctantly got up from her desk and sat down on the sofa.

She picked up a grape from the coffee table, put it in her mouth, leaned on the sofa and looked at him, saying, "I just saw Ms. Yao downstairs. Isn't it strange? She didn't even say hello to me when she saw me. That's not like her at all."

She bit into a plump, juicy grape and said, "Isn't she supposed to be the best at putting on a show? How come I've only been married to you for a little over ten days and she's already stopped doing all that superficial stuff?"

Jiang An was somewhat surprised, "Really?"

Wen Lingshuang nodded, "Really? But I saw her on the phone with someone. It seems that Jiang Qi fell and broke his leg. Maybe that's why she didn't bother with the pretense."

Jiang An lowered his hand slightly from the contract, pondered for a moment, then picked up the phone next to him and dialed a number.

A few minutes later, he put the phone back on the table, looked at Wen Lingshuang and said, "Jiang Qi broke his leg on his own golf course, but he said it was an accident."

Wen Lingshuang blinked. "See if I'm right?"

She munched on a grape, like a lazy Persian cat, saying, "I always said he was stupid and dumb, that he could break his leg on the golf course."

Jiang An chuckled and shook his head. "They say it was an accident, but who knows if that's really the case?"

Based on Jiang An's understanding of them, Jiang Qi wouldn't be that stupid.

However, the Jiang family has always been wary of him, telling him a mix of truth and lies. Perhaps the broken leg is true, but the accident is false.

Seeing that he was suspicious, Wen Lingshuang quickly changed the subject, "Oh, don't talk about him anymore, I don't want to hear about him."

She stood up from the sofa. The sportswear she was wearing today accentuated her figure. Even those who knew she had a good figure would be amazed by her in this outfit. She was curvaceous, bright and beautiful, especially her lips with a light application of lipstick, which were extremely alluring.

She walked to the desk, sat directly on Jiang An's lap, and, regardless of whether he was working or not, said in a coquettish tone, "Come on, come on, let's do the work tomorrow."

No man could resist her sitting on him like that, speaking through those exquisite, alluring eyes and those full, vibrant red lips.

Jiang An was naturally bewitched.

He put down the documents in his hand and looked at Wen Lingshuang helplessly. "I might have to issue a 'ban' in the future."

Wen Lingshuang wrapped her arms around his neck. "What ban?"

"No acting cute."

Upon hearing this, Wen Lingshuang kissed his lips without hesitation, "What about kisses? Can you resist them?"

Jiang An felt both a headache and pleasure, pinching her pert, tender buttocks, "You always find a way to exploit my weaknesses."

He squeezed harder, making her uncomfortable. She groaned twice and grabbed his tie, saying, "Come on, have dinner with me."

The rain intensified, and Jiang An's car drove through it, the dim yellow light from the lamps casting a soft glow. Jiang An had originally planned to take Wen Lingshuang out to eat, but Wen Lingshuang was thinking about the seafood porridge her family's chef made, so they ended up going home instead.

As soon as I got home, Jiang Xu called.

Strangely, he didn't call Jiang An, but called Wen Lingshuang instead.

Wen Lingshuang looked at the names jumping on the screen and calmly pressed the answer button.

After the call connected, Jiang Xu's calm voice came from the other end of the line, "Ms. Wen."

Upon hearing his address, Wen Lingshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, "Uncle."

She called out sweetly, "Why did you suddenly decide to call me?"

She deliberately slowed her pace, putting some distance between herself and Jiang An.

"You know Jiang Qi had an accident today, right?"

“I know, Jiang An just told me.”

A crackling sound came from the other end of the phone, like something tapping on the table. After a few taps, Jiang Xu said, "I saw you on the surveillance footage at Jiang Qi Golf Course. You went to see him today."

Wen Lingshuang hooked her index finger through her dark hair. "So?"

Wen Lingshuang said with a smile, "Uncle, you have to have evidence to back up your words and actions. If you don't have evidence, even if you're family, I'll still sue you."

"Heh..." Jiang Xu chuckled softly, "Miss Wen, I'm not falling for your act."

"I won't fall for your act." Wen Lingshuang's smile vanished, she crossed her arms and said seriously, "Jiang Xu, let's keep to ourselves and live peacefully. I can call you Uncle out of courtesy, but if you piss me off and make me unhappy, I'll make sure your Jiang family has no peace."

Jiang Xu was not surprised that Wen Lingshuang would say that.

She has always been bright, flamboyant, and has the air of a rich young lady.

Jiang Xu tapped the table with his index finger. "It's hard to guard against a villain."

He said meaningfully, "You can defend against it once, but you can't defend against it a hundred times."

Wen Lingshuang's eyebrows twitched, and she gripped the phone tightly. "It's good that you admit you're a villain."

"I am a villain, and you are no gentleman either."

"I am Miss," she said, enunciating each word clearly into the phone. "You'd better remember that."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

When Jiang An heard her angrily say "Young Miss," he turned around and looked behind him, asking, "What's wrong?"

"My phone number was leaked, and someone called me with insurance sales pitches."

"I'll have someone change it for you later." He held out his hand to her, and she obediently took it. "Don't get angry over such a small thing."

Wen Lingshuang hugged his arm and pouted, saying, "You're just angry."

“I see.” He said, leading her toward the restaurant, “Next month is Chinese New Year, and there are no ‘bans’ on your friends coming to our house.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Lingshuang smiled and asked, "Then Fang Pei can come too?"

"Okay." He looked into her bright eyes and couldn't help but gently pinch the tip of her nose. "Just don't be angry, Miss."

"Okay, I won't be angry anymore for your sake." She was quickly appeased. "But you still have to remember to bring me a gift when you come back from your business trip. I want lots of pretty jewelry. Look at my ten fingers." She held out her slender, fair hands. "You have to wear a ring on every finger."

Jiang An chuckled softly and kissed her forehead affectionately. "I know."

A series of events had occurred during the day, and Wen Lingshuang didn't have a good appetite. She ate some seafood porridge for dinner and then went upstairs for a private spa treatment. When she came down, Jiang An's luggage was almost packed. Looking at the two large suitcases, Wen Lingshuang felt reluctant to leave. Perhaps those ten days of her honeymoon were the happiest ten days she had ever had. She walked behind Jiang An and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

Jiang An looked down at her fair and soft arm, vaguely sensing the change in her emotions. He turned around, cupped her face in his hands, and looking at her aggrieved expression, asked, "What's wrong?"

"Jiang An, before I met you, I had never experienced what it felt like to miss someone." She looked at him. "It really is unbearable. It's so stuffy here."

Jiang An looked at her pointing to her chest, then enveloped her small hand in his large palm. "Me too."

Longing is a complex emotion, like a blade of grass sprouting from the soil, tenacious and growing with the wind. You might think that digging it up will restore the original state, but the roots beneath the soil have already spread and grown in all directions, multiplying endlessly. Yet Jiang An does not reject this emotion; he feels that this emotion makes him feel like a person.

Hearing his reply, Wen Lingshuang felt even more depressed. She could choose to go on a business trip with Jiang An, but he was based at Xining Group, and business trips were a regular occurrence for him. He could take her with him this time, but what about next time? She would have to get used to separation, get used to loneliness, and get used to the solitude when he wasn't around. This had been unthinkable before. When had she ever been so heartbroken for a man? When had she ever felt such longing and sadness for a man?

She thought that she must love Jiang An terribly to have endured so much for him.

She endured the Jiang family's unequal treatment and Yao Fei's overt and covert targeting and ridicule.

But she doesn't regret it.

Loving someone is such a wonderful experience.

She nestled against his chest, listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat. "Jiang An, have you thought about the child?"

Jiang An was still shaken by the previous misdiagnosis.

He reached out and stroked her back. "No rush, you're still young."

Wen Lingshuang pouted, "Just think about it. If we had a child, would you prefer a boy or a girl?"

"Anything is fine," he smiled. "I like them both."

"No, you have to choose one!" She looked up at him. "You have to say!"

Jiang An pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's have a girl, preferably one that looks like you. I'll raise two little princesses."

Wen Lingshuang was very satisfied with the answer and said with a smile, "Then when I turn thirty, we'll move back to the house we agreed on before I left!"

Jiang An gently unbuttoned her clothes. "What about these past five years?"

Wen Lingshuang narrowed her eyes slightly, her breathing became lighter, and she looked down at the large hand covering the snowball, humming, "Five years will be here."

"Here?" Jiang An said in a low voice, "Won't you get tired of staying here?"

Jiang'an properties are everywhere; you could say you never get tired of living in one, it's just...

Wen Lingshuang bit her red lips and grabbed his wrist, "You're too strong."

Then she said, "As long as you don't take me to that room too often, I won't get tired of it."

Which room?

“That one…” Her face flushed, “that room where you can see everything clearly.”

Jiang An refused to back down and insisted on saying it herself, "I don't understand, which room is it?"

Wen Lingshuang glared at him playfully, not believing he didn't understand.

Which room in the entire villa offers a clear view of her?

Jiang An lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse, "Let's go again tonight. I want to see it one more time."

Wen Lingshuang grabbed his clothes and pleaded softly, "Then you can't, you can't stay that long."

Jiang An raised an eyebrow. "I'll do my best."

*

Jiang An's words were as good as gold, except when it came to matters of the bed.

Perhaps because they were about to part ways, Wen Lingshuang was a little overwhelmed. She finally managed to fall asleep, but in her hazy state, she felt someone pressing down on her.

When I woke up, there was no one beside me; the huge room was empty.

She reached out and touched the bed next to her; it was ice cold.

Jiang An is gone.

Wen Lingshuang lay in bed for a long time before getting up. After getting up, she saw the messages Jiang An had sent her, more than a dozen messages, with photos and voice messages. The photos were of her boarding a plane with blue skies and white clouds, and the voice messages were telling her to rest well at home and drink less alcohol. She went downstairs, drank a cup of hot milk, and sat there repeatedly looking at the messages he had sent.

Ah Shui, who was standing to the side, frowned when he saw her constantly refreshing her messages.

Miss changed a lot after marrying Chairman Jiang. She used to rarely check someone's information so repeatedly, and she was never so taciturn.

Ah Shui cautiously asked, "Miss, what's wrong? You look so pale after just waking up."

Wen Lingshuang snapped out of her reverie and sighed, "How boring."

"What's so boring about this? Chairman Jiang isn't home. You can invite your friends over for a meal and drinks, or go on a shopping spree. The new season's fashion show is coming up soon, how about we charter a plane to go abroad to watch the show?"

really.

This was Wen Lingshuang's previous stance: eating, drinking, having fun, going to exhibitions and shows with her cronies, and shopping lavishly.

Wen Lingshuang rested her chin on her hand, propped up on the table, her eyes darting around. She remembered the phone call Jiang Xu had made to her yesterday and was still dissatisfied. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly sat up straight and said, "No, we're not playing these games today."

"Then what should we play?"

"Come on, come on, I'll take you to do some fun things."

Wen Lingshuang went upstairs to change her clothes and urged Ah Shui to change as well.

Before they got married, Wen Lingshuang would occasionally take Ah Shui to social gatherings organized by people in the entertainment industry. However, Ah Shui was not used to the glitz and glamour of such events and did not go often.

Seeing that Wen Lingshuang was in a bad mood, Ah Shui agreed to it.

Wen Lingshuang drove Ah Shui to a private club in the city center. The club manager was very familiar with her and immediately went up to greet her with a smile when he saw her. He led her to the private elevator and said, "President Huang is waiting for you upstairs."

After entering the elevator, she skillfully pressed the button for the thirty-ninth floor. As the elevator ascended, Ah Shui felt a little flustered and said, "Miss, have we been here before?"

Wen Lingshuang's eyes darted around. "I come here often, but you come less often."

Ah Shui suddenly remembered, her face turning pale. She said, "Miss, is this... is this the shop with lots of male models from last time?"

Ah Shui still remembers those male models, all of them very strong and handsome, who kept sticking close to her, which scared her to death.

His muscles were so big they could crush her.

"Relax." Seeing her nervousness, Wen Lingshuang patted her shoulder. "Look how tired you are, working in the villa all day long. Come out with me and just enjoy yourself. Don't think about anything else."

“But…but…” Ah Shui stammered, looking at her and saying, “Miss, you’re married, how could you come to a place like this?”

The main concern is what if Chairman Jiang catches them?

The look in his eyes...

It's terrifying to even think about.

Wen Lingshuang wrapped her arms around her neck. "So you have to keep your mouth shut and not tell him where I am. You have to remember that you are mine."

Ah Shui felt wronged.

Miss, don't you think that with Chairman Jiang's immense power and numerous informants, how could he possibly not know that she's in a place like this?

The elevator doors opened with a 'ding', and Huang Shaoyun stood outside waiting.

Upon seeing the two people in the elevator, Huang Shaoyun immediately smiled, "Ling Shuang."

"Sister Yun!" Wen Lingshuang stepped forward and hugged her warmly, saying, "Oh, it's been a long time since we last met. I'm sorry I couldn't attend your wedding because of family matters."

"It's alright," Wen Lingshuang said with a smile. "Why are we being so formal with each other?"

The two exchanged pleasantries as they walked into the private room.

Upon entering the private room, one finds a row of neatly arranged male models standing inside.

This is it.

Ah Shui, who was following behind, shivered when he saw the row of male models.

These male models are so clingy, once they're on you they're impossible to shake off!

Wen Lingshuang sat down on the sofa with practiced ease. Huang Shaoyun gave the group of male models a wink, and the models, upon receiving the signal, were all eager to serve. They knew that the distinguished guest was Wen Lingshuang, that extremely beautiful and charming young lady. Being able to serve her was like being on cloud nine.

Seeing that they wanted to come forward, Wen Lingshuang waved her hand and said, "Let's not do that today. Pour some tea and let's chat over tea."

Huang Shaoyun looked at her as if she were something else, "Oh, Ling Shuang, you've changed your personality after getting married."

"There's nothing I can do, my husband is too controlling." Wen Lingshuang pouted. "If I really do something outrageous, you might as well close your club."

Huang Shaoyun raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "That's true..."

After saying that, he winked at the group of male models, signaling them to back off.

The male models looked disappointed and retreated to their original positions.

Huang Shaoyun had someone bring over several expensive tea cakes to brew tea. Steam rose from the boiling teapot. Wen Lingshuang leaned back on the sofa and said, "Sister Yun, do you remember what you said before about Xu Wen being kept by a mistress abroad?"

Huang Shaoyun nodded, "I remember, she's currently resting and preparing for childbirth. Judging from her appearance, the person who's taking care of her must be someone important."

Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "You've seen her before?"

"No, not really. A friend has met her." Huang Shaoyun turned to look at her. "Why are you so interested in her affairs?"

"I'm interested. Our circle is only so big, who could be the person sponsoring her?"

Huang Shaoyun raised an eyebrow and leaned closer, saying, "I think it's inseparable from the three major families in Beijing's elite circles."

Wen Lingshuang said meaningfully, "Don't scare me. The Jiang family is one of the three major families in Beijing's entertainment circle. If my husband were to keep her as a mistress, I would be laughed to death by everyone in the circle."

Hearing this, Huang Shaoyun scoffed and shook her head. "Your husband is impossible. I didn't go to your wedding, but many people sent me photos from your wedding. The way your husband looked at you... tsk..."

She shook her head and sighed, "So affectionate."

"Is there?"

“I suspect that if there hadn’t been so many people at the wedding, he would have taken you right there and gotten you pregnant on the spot.”

Wen Lingshuang: "..."

So, do people in the industry know how Jiang An perceives her emotions?

How embarrassing...