Chapter 31 Buying flowers for one's wife is perfectly normal, isn't it?

Jin Qingyu didn't look at Jiang Cancan. He was holding his phone, his brows furrowed with a hint of irritation, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Jiang Cancan's eyes reddened even more, and she began to sob: "President Jin, you know, I just wanted to keep this job. I never thought of interfering in your and my sister's relationship."

Now that my sister is so hostile towards me, I really don't know what to do.

If my dad really wants to marry me off, I'd rather be dead.

As she spoke, she got off the bed, groping for a sharp weapon, but then seemed to forget that her leg was injured, and she fell headfirst to the ground with a loud thud.

Jin Qingyu only came to his senses at this moment. His brows furrowed again and again, and the irritation between his brows was almost overflowing.

He helped Jiang Cancan to the bed and said, "Calm down first. I'll handle this, Jiang Xingyao..."

I apologize on his behalf. I'll have Assistant Xu come over later to arrange other accommodations for you.

"Where will Mr. Jin arrange for me to stay? At the next hotel?" Jiang Cancan asked, her shoulders trembling again. "What if they come looking for me again? My legs are weak now, I can't run away, I might as well..."

“I’ll go talk to Jiang Yuncheng.” Jiang Cancan’s sobbing voice annoyed Jin Qingyu. He walked to the windowsill and moved a little further away from Jiang Cancan.

Jiang Cancan also noticed his subtle evasiveness.

A glint of darkness flashed in her eyes, but she still maintained her gentle and weak demeanor: "No need, Mr. Jin. You are my sister's husband now. If you speak up for me, my father will be even angrier. Let's just forget about it."

"So what exactly do you want?" Jin Qingyu asked.

“I…” Jiang Cancan’s voice sounded even more aggrieved. Seeing Jin Qingyu’s increasingly impatient expression, she said, “I heard that my sister has a house in Wangshan Manor. Why don’t I go there first?”

Jin Qingyu didn't speak, but his gaze towards Jiang Cancan was very strange.

Jiang Cancan felt as if he was silently calling her sick.

But she still maintained her aggrieved expression: "I know it was a bit abrupt, but I can't think of any other place. That's the only place my sister won't go, and my dad can't think of either."

"Mr. Jin, I promise I'll move out myself in half a month at most, once my legs are back to normal."

She knew that the house was Jiang Xingyao's only dowry.

At that time, Jiang Xingyao felt that she had taken advantage of the Jin family, so she gave all the property certificate keys to Jin Qingyu.

She saw it in the study when she delivered things to Jin Qingyu.

"Mr. Jin?"

Jin Qingyu remained silent for a long time, and Jiang Cancan called his name again.

This time, the man stood up abruptly and looked down at Jiang Cancan, saying, "You'd better watch yourself."

Before Jiang Cancan could say anything more, he had already opened the door and left.

The room was a mess.

When the hotel staff came in, Jiang Cancan was still throwing things around.

The other person handed over something: "Miss, this was sent by that gentleman earlier."

When Jiang Cancan received it, a flash of joy crossed her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She asked, "Is this all he gave you? Didn't he say anything?"

"Tell him to take care of himself?" The other person hesitated slightly; he hadn't intended to say something so impolite.

Jiang Cancan's expression darkened again; she clutched the object in her hand, her face clouded with gloom.

When Jin Qingyu returned to Xiyuan, Jiang Xingyao was still sitting in the living room with the old man, watching the news with him.

Accompanying her was just a pretext; the old man's real purpose was to keep her waiting for Jin Qingyu.

The man entered carrying flowers; the bright red roses accentuated his already exquisite features, making him appear even more noble and extraordinary, like a god descended from heaven.

Seeing how sensible he was, the old man's expression softened. He turned to Jiang Xingyao and said, "This rascal does have some self-awareness after all. He even bought you flowers to apologize. Yaoyao, you two look quite well-matched. Any misunderstandings can be cleared up. There's no need to get a divorce, right?"

Jiang Xingyao didn't reply; she watched Jin Qingyu walk over.

Amidst the rich fragrance of roses, she seemed to detect a faint scent of freesia.

It's disgusting.

The old man's gaze also turned to Jin Qingyu. He stood up and said as he left, "Qingyu, you comfort Yaoyao first. Once she's calmed down, come find me. I have something to tell you."

The old man has passed away.

Lin's mother also tactfully went to the kitchen.

Only Jin Qingyu and Jiang Xingyao remained in the living room.

But Jiang Xingyao spoke first, addressing the huge bouquet of red roses pushed in front of her: "Mr. Jin, have you done something wrong?"

Jin Qingyu's fingers stiffened for a moment. He glanced at Jiang Xingyao indifferently, his expression unchanged: "Don't always speak so sarcastically. Buying flowers for your wife is perfectly normal, isn't it?"

"Is this normal?" Jiang Xingyao asked back.

He has never been a romantic person.

Or perhaps it's not true for her.

It seems that this is the second time he has bought flowers for her, apart from the bouquet of roses he had his assistant Xu deliver last time.

Both times, the roses were red roses, which she did not like.

She looked at Jin Qingyu, and Jin Qingyu was looking at her too.

When their eyes met, she could see a strange look in Jin Qingyu's eyes.

She said coldly, "You wouldn't be trying to use these flowers to force me to apologize to your lover, would you?"

I'm telling you, it's impossible. I, Jiang Xingyao, will never bow down to that mistress's daughter in my entire life.

It's unclear which of Jiang Xingyao's words stung Jin Qingyu, but Jin Qingyu, who had been indifferent, suddenly retorted sarcastically, "Then Mrs. Jin is truly superior."

He got up and left, knocking over the bouquet of roses in the process.

The bouquet rolled to the ground, its petals shattering into pieces.

Their marriage, which was inherently unsuitable, was like a butterfly fluttering its wings, capable of stirring up a sudden storm.

As Jin Qingyu went upstairs, Lin Ma ran out of the kitchen and said, "Madam, don't worry about it. Now that the old master is backing you up, he won't dare to go looking for that Miss Jiang anymore. Everything will be alright."

The old man's attitude here is all too clear.

Even an outsider like Lin's mother could see that he wouldn't agree to Jiang Xingyao's divorce.

Now, this is all Lin's mother can do to comfort Jiang Xingyao.

Jiang Xingyao said, "I'm fine, Aunt Lin. Could you please tidy up this place?"

"And this flower..."

"Just throw it away," Jiang Xingyao said.

It's best to get rid of unsuitable items as soon as possible.

To avoid having it in front of you and getting tired of looking at it.

When Jiang Xingyao returned to her room, she could still faintly hear the old man scolding Jin Qingyu in the study.

Jiang Xingyao was a little tired.

Perhaps it's because of her pregnancy, or something else, but she's been feeling tired a lot lately.

I took a nap, and when I woke up it was already afternoon.

Jin Qingyu isn't here; he must have gone to the company. The old man is still downstairs watching TV.

Seeing Jiang Xingyao approach, the old man said, "Yaoyao, don't blame Ayu for what happened earlier. You know, Ayu's mother..."

The old man stopped there and didn't say anything more. Only then did Jiang Xingyao belatedly realize that Jin Qingyu was an unwanted illegitimate son in Jin Manchuan's eyes.

Even after a year of marriage, she had never heard anything about Jin Qingyu's mother.

The old man was reminding her that her words to Jiang Cancan had touched a nerve with Jin Qingyu.

Jiang Xingyao had always been extra careful about this sensitive topic.

But now, she no longer cares about these things.

The old man added, "I've already sent Ayu to explain things to the company."

When you got married, I was busy with work, and I didn't get to spend much time with you. This time, Yao Yao, tell Grandpa if there's anywhere you want to go, and Grandpa will arrange it for you.

This shows they're determined to send them on their honeymoon together.

“Grandpa, why don’t we just forget about it? Company matters are important, and you don’t need to make him put his work aside because of me,” Jiang Xingyao said.

The thought of going on a trip with Jin Qingyu made Jiang Xingyao feel very tired.

The old man said, "No matter how important company matters are, they are not as important as my granddaughter-in-law. This matter is settled. If Yao Yao doesn't have any particular place she wants to go, I will have someone arrange it for her."

"You young people these days all love those...blind boxes, right? Yeah, blind boxes. Grandpa's getting Yao Yao one too."

When the old man spoke to Jiang Xingyao, his tone was excessively doting, which unconsciously reminded Jiang Xingyao of her own maternal grandfather.

When she was little, Qu Xinting's heart and eyes were always with Jiang Yuncheng, and her maternal grandfather was the one who spent the most time with her.

To make her happy, her grandfather would always try to learn what was popular among children.

Jiang Xingyao's eyes welled up with tears whenever she thought of her grandfather.

The old man also noticed Jiang Xingyao's unusual behavior. He said, "Why are you crying? Yaoyao, you are the granddaughter-in-law that Grandpa has chosen. In this life, Grandpa will only recognize you. If you have any grievances, just tell Grandpa. Grandpa will support you."

In front of Jiang Xingyao, the old man seemed like a kind elder, but Jiang Xingyao knew that it was different.

Her maternal grandfather always put her first, but in the old man's eyes, Jin Qingyu was still the most important. His kindness towards her was only on the premise that she would not divorce Jin Qingyu.

Jiang Xingyao didn't say anything in the end.

Jin Qingyu returned in the evening.

The old man casually asked him a few more questions about the company.

It's finally decided, and we can set off the day after tomorrow.

Jin Qingyu didn't seem to have any resistance to this matter.

He answered whatever the old man asked.

But Jiang Xingyao, sitting at the other corner of the table, couldn't muster any interest.

He really didn't think that a trip together could improve the relationship between a couple who couldn't stand each other.

But this was her grandfather's wish, and she couldn't go against it.

Jin Qingyu went back to the room with Jiang Xingyao.

Jiang Xingyao ignored him, but Jin Qingyu said, "Yaoyao, I know there might be some misunderstanding between us these past two days. Once I've sorted things out, we'll have plenty of time to talk, and we can clear things up then, okay?"

He still believes that Jiang Xingyao's talk of divorce was just her throwing a tantrum.

Jiang Xingyao, however, felt that he was excessively fickle. She said, "I remember this morning, President Jin was going to force me to apologize to Jiang Cancan. Why have you changed your mind now?"