Murong Xiao frowned.
"Why are you thinking about all this nonsense while eating? Don't you know it's bad for your digestion?" He started scolding her again, while picking food for her.
Xiang Jin lowered his head.
Murong Xiao put down his chopsticks and gently tapped her forehead.
"It hurts..." She looked up at him pitifully.
"Isn't that enough?"
"Only the pain in the present moment is real. I have no feelings for Lu Yifan, and you have paid the corresponding price, so what do I have to complain about?"
Xiang Jin smiled.
A relieved smile.
Just then, the aroma of spicy fish wafted from the table, instantly whetting Xiang Jin's appetite. Her low spirits vanished, and she began to eat.
I accidentally pinched a fish head.
She threw it into Murong Xiao's bowl.
Murong Xiao was taken aback.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Jin asked, puzzled.
"It's nothing." He fiddled with the fish head in the bowl, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Back in Fengjia Village, she had said that she would always save the fish heads for him from now on.
She did it.
*
It was the weekend.
Xiang Jin got up, drew for a while, ate lunch, and then went out.
"Where is Madam going? Would you like Xiao Liu to escort her?" Butler Feng came out from the garden.
"No need, I'll be back in a bit, no need to tell Murong Xiao." Xiang Jin looked a little nervous.
"Okay, got it."
After leaving the house, Xiang Jin took a car to Fengjia Village, where he waited for the Xiang family's car.
Xiang Jin got into the car, which had two security guards in addition to the driver, but Li Shuhui was not seen.
Xiang Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
She had arranged to meet Jiang Anqing today, and if Jiang Anqing wasn't there, she would have a better chance to observe her surroundings and find out Jiang Anqing's exact location.
Before setting off, she was blindfolded and her phone was confiscated, as usual.
The car swayed and bumped along for most of the day before finally reaching its destination.
"Why isn't this the same place as last time?" As soon as she got out of the car, Xiang Jin realized that this place looked more like a hospital, but it was not large and there were no signs around, so she couldn't tell anything about it.
The security guard didn't say anything.
Xiang Jin was taken to a hospital room.
Pushing open the door, I saw Jiang Anqing lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip inserted. She had lost a lot of weight in the few months I hadn't seen her, and she looked sickly.
"What happened? How come she's so sick?" Her expression changed slightly as she turned to ask the two security guards.
"I don't know," the security guard scoffed.
"We're only responsible for bringing you here; I know nothing else about you."
"Is she receiving treatment now? What did the doctor say? Why is she still unconscious?" Xiang Jin tried to call out to her, but it was no use.
The security guard still ignored her.
"Doctor, I need to see a doctor!"
Xiang Jin rushed outside but was pushed to the ground by two security guards.
"These are none of our business. You can go find Madam yourself!" The two security guards left the room.
Xiang Jin waited for about ten minutes, but Jiang Anqing showed no signs of waking up, so she had to leave the hospital.
Back in the city, she immediately contacted Li Shuhui, but Li Shuhui did not answer the phone.
Xiang Jin went to the Xiang family.
"Your mother went to a cocktail party, Ajin. Did something happen to you?" Xiang Deming asked.
"You'd better ask Li Shuhui what she did to my mother. If Jiang Anqing dies, I swear I will do anything to get revenge on the Xiang family."
"What nonsense about scapegoating for education, crimes, and marriage! Let's see how your Xiang family will maintain its standing in China then!"
"Smack—"
Xiang Deming slapped her across the face: "How dare you! I'm still your adoptive father, I'm not dead yet. If you dare to destroy the Xiang family, you'll destroy yourself too!"
Xiang Jin sneered.
"Foster father? You don't deserve that title."
The abuse, beatings, and unfair treatment she suffered as a child were all closely related to Xiang Deming. It was his cowardice, indulgence, and inaction that led to the tragedy she is in today.
She used to have some illusions about him, but now, absolutely not.
After leaving the Xiang family, Xiang Jin returned to the Lakeside Villa.
Aunt Yang was busy in the kitchen, seemingly preparing something delicious.
"Is Murong Xiao coming home for dinner tonight?"
"Of course, he specifically told me to come back for dinner tonight." Aunt Yang seemed to have a hidden meaning in her words.
Xiang Jin's mind was a bit confused, and she didn't notice. Recently, Murong Xiao had indeed been coming back more frequently, and often left after having breakfast.
"I'll cook tonight," Xiang Jin said, putting on her apron and shooing Aunt Yang out of the kitchen.
She cooked a huge meal.
These are all foods that Murong Xiao loves to eat.
Just as it was finished, Murong Xiao arrived home.
Aunt Yang set out the bowls and chopsticks with great interest: "These were all made by Madam herself. They smell so good. Madam is so capable."
Murong Xiao was slightly taken aback.
He gave a slight smirk and casually said, "Why the sudden urge? Do you need something from me?"
Yes, something has happened.
Xiang Jin put down her chopsticks.
She looked at him nervously, carefully choosing her words: "Are you free tomorrow? Could you come with me to the Xiang family? As... as Feng Jianian?"
Li Shuhui's blackmail was simply an attempt to control Feng Jianian. If she could take him back, Li Shuhui might then treat Jiang Anqing.
Murong Xiao's expression turned slightly cold.
"You did all this just for this?"
"Just one visit is enough, but you must dress up as Jia Nian, please..." Xiang Jin's voice was somewhat urgent.
Murong Xiao's face grew even uglier.
"Forgive my bluntness, but no." He put down his chopsticks and went upstairs with a cold expression.
Xiang Jin sighed.
Negotiations failed.
She fiddled with the food in her bowl, but suddenly lost her appetite.
"Madam, why are you arguing again?" Aunt Yang sighed. "Today is the young master's birthday. He was quite happy to see all the dishes you prepared."
What?
Is it Murong Xiao's birthday?
Xiang Jin realized this belatedly, and then suddenly understood.
"I'm sorry, I forgot..." These days, her mind was filled with work and Jiang Anqing, and she hadn't thought about this at all.
Now look what's happened, she's ruined a perfectly good situation.
In the evening, Murong Xiao washed up and returned to his room.
He rubbed his wet hair, his clothes half-open, as he prepared to grab a hairdryer.
"I'll do it." Xiang Jin picked up the hairdryer faster than him and began to dry his hair as if she were trying to please him.
Murong Xiao's face remained cold.
"If you're still eyeing the Xiang family, I advise you to give up on that idea."
"No, no, it's my pleasure to serve you." Xiang Jin dried his hair in a flattering manner, then brought a basin of medicine to soak his feet, and took out a medicine packet to rub his knees.
Just like when we were in Fengjia Village.
Murong Xiao looked at her, his expression remaining unchanged.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit dry.
"Are you hungry? I'll go cook you a bowl of noodles." Xiang Jin opened the door and ran downstairs.
Just then, Li Shuhui's phone rang.
Xiang Jin quickly turned a corner, walked to the end of the corridor, and pressed the answer button on a balcony.
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