In her previous life, she was kind to others, cautious at every step, disregarded her family's mission, listened to deceitful words, and was harmed by a scumbag woman, eventually bleeding to de...
Jiang Xiaochen watched her face grow increasingly pale and felt helpless. He hadn't even lost his temper yet, but she was already showing off. Her attitude was clearly incredibly arrogant.
"You won't go back on your word; the money is still yours."
"I don't want it." Zhong Yan stated that she was a woman of principle and would never accept ill-gotten gains. However, she still had to earn what she was entitled to! She couldn't end up like her grandmother, who was upright and kind-hearted her whole life, only to end up like that.
In any case, Zhong Yan will not allow everything from her past life to repeat itself.
Furthermore, she understood the saying that kindness is often taken advantage of. In this life, Zhong Yan had only one goal: to live well and live freely.
Jiang Xiaochen felt increasingly unable to understand her. The little girl carried far too many worries, making him feel sorry for her. At least, that's what he thought, and he really wanted to personally dispel all her anxieties.
"I'm willing to give it to you, so please accept it."
"You're very rich?" Zhong Yan narrowed her eyes, her eyes brightening slightly. "How about I don't charge you? I can even help you settle this case. But you have to agree to one condition: introduce all the wealthy people around you to me."
"What do you want to do?" Jiang Xiaochen suddenly felt terrible, as if she were being soaked in a vat of vinegar. She only needed him by her side; what did she need anyone else for?
“Well, generally speaking, rich people are more likely to do bad things.” Zhong Yan didn’t notice his expression and instead muttered to herself, “Isn’t there a saying that if you do too many bad things, you’ll eventually run into a ghost?”
"Don't even think about it." Jiang Xiaochen's face was even worse. She was terrified by what happened today. She would never do anything related to ghosts or anything like that again.
Zhong Yan didn't say anything, just glanced at him indifferently. Who did he think he was, that she would listen to him just because he said a few words? Not a chance.
Moreover, the origins of those ghost dolls are unknown, and she still needs to investigate them.
Investigation my ass.
Jiang Xiaochen wanted to curse, staring straight at her. If he hadn't happened to run into her that day, he would have been in trouble with that water ghost.
It's infuriating!
At this moment, in Jiang Xiaochen's eyes, Zhong Yan was like a charlatan, someone who was all talk and no action, and had no real skills.
However, he also wanted to keep her by his side.
"You better remember what I said. If I find you getting involved in these things again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You're such a weirdo." Zhong Yan crossed her arms, completely ignoring his words, a hint of provocation in her eyes: "What's our relationship? It's none of your business..."
“I am your future husband.” Jiang Xiaochen said without blushing or panting, a wicked smile curving his lips: “Zhong Yan, you are mine.”
"You're out of your mind." Zhong Yan was stunned for a moment, as if something had broken through her heart and rushed in. It seemed that something was struggling to break through the soil, slowly taking root and gradually sprouting.
She frowned slightly, forcefully suppressing her thoughts. No, she had just returned and should focus all her attention on revenge.
Romantic relationships are not for her.
Jiang Xiaochen noticed her hesitation, his thin lips slightly parted, and he suddenly leaned down and kissed her.