"If you don't have it, you can't be open and aboveboard..."
Murong Xiao was taken aback. He turned and hooked his arm around her slender waist, pinning her against the wall. "Mrs. Murong, do you know the consequences of playing with fire?"
Xiang Jin blushed instantly, her mind tingling: "I...I didn't mean that."
Seeing him working so intently, his usual sharpness and pride gone, replaced by a more human touch, made my heart flutter. I couldn't help but want to kiss him.
"What is that, hmm?" His breath was so close, his warm breath brushing against her face, making her cheeks feel several degrees hotter. She pushed against his chest with her hands, but he grabbed hers instead.
When she met his deep eyes, she suddenly felt a little lost in them.
The person before her was the one she had loved for many years. The secrets she had never spoken and the unspeakable feelings she had kept inside had all piled up into regrets in her heart. These regrets formed a vast ocean, churning and surging within her heart from time to time, rising and falling endlessly. She could neither control herself nor control herself.
"Yes, that's what I mean. So... do you want me?" Her body trembled as she mustered her courage. Even though her face was flushed and she dared not look him in the eye, she still went ahead despite the challenge.
Her answer was a long and tender kiss.
This kiss was less passionate than before, but more affectionate. He possessively and tenderly plundered her, playing with her lips and teeth, drawing in the scarce air from her chest.
In just a moment, Xiang Jin's legs went weak and she slid down.
He caught her buttocks at the right moment, placed her legs around his waist, and his hands involuntarily roamed over her body, precisely landing on every sensitive spot.
The atmosphere in the room became even more ambiguous.
"No... I, I haven't showered yet." She gasped for breath, her face still flushed.
"We'll shower together later." After saying that, he carried her directly to the big bed.
…………
Another night of passion.
Xiang Jin couldn't even get out of bed in the morning.
She slept until past midnight, rubbing her aching back. The spot next to her was empty, and even the bed was cold. Her mind went blank for a moment, then she suddenly remembered that she had something to tell him last night. How did things suddenly turn out like this?
She rubbed her burning face, tidied herself up, and went downstairs. Jiang Anqing was having lunch in the dining room.
"Madam, the young master told you to rest more before he left, so he didn't wake you up for breakfast." Aunt Yang served Xiang Jin rice with a smile, her happiness visibly evident.
"Aunt Yang got married! You're so happy." Xiang Jin sat down next to Jiang Anqing and teased.
Aunt Yang laughed heartily: "No, no, but it feels similar to getting married."
How could they not be happy? The young master looked so energetic and spirited when he went out today. They hadn't seen him in such good spirits in a long time. It was obvious that he had gotten on the good side of the madam.
The fact that the couple was able to reconcile was the happiest thing for them.
"Aunt Jiang, did you sleep well last night?" Xiang Jin poured her a glass of milk.
Jiang Anqing smiled gently, looking kind: "The people here are very considerate. I slept very well, and the food suited my taste perfectly. Thank you for your trouble, Ajin."
"It's no trouble at all, it's all what I should do." She had suffered so much for her, yet she had never been filial to her. What was this little thing compared to that?
After the meal, Xiang Jin suggested taking her for a walk in the garden, and Jiang Anqing agreed.
Jiang Anqing had difficulty walking, so Xiang Jin helped her. The garden in Haitang Bay was large, exquisite, and beautiful. Everyone treated Xiang Jin with great respect. Even though she came from a humble background and had been to prison, no one dared to look down on her.
This is the confidence that Murong Xiao gave her.
Jiang Anqing sighed almost the entire way, feeling gratified that Xiang Jin had found her place.
Xiang Jin didn't know where to begin with her complicated past with Murong Xiao, so she just responded subtly without giving a direct answer.
"By the way, I heard from the people here that Aqi used to live here too, but I haven't seen her."
Xiang Jin was silent for a moment: "Li Shuhui threatened you and even kidnapped Shuangshuang to ruin her reputation. Murong Xiao invited them back."
"I see." Jiang Anqing didn't say anything more.
After a while, she spoke again: "What do the grudges of our previous generation have to do with you children? In the end, you are all innocent, especially Aqi. I watched her grow up. I just hope that you and she can live a good life."
Xiang Jin didn't say anything.
Anyone can be innocent, but Xiangqi is not.
She colluded with Li Shuhui, taking her place in school, marriage, and imprisonment, and even making her sleep with a stranger to ruin her reputation... Every single thing was aimed at her. If she was innocent, then wouldn't she be even more innocent?
Although Xiang Jin is weak, she is not weak enough to forgive those who have repeatedly hurt her.
Jiang Anqing had been controlled by Li Shuhui and didn't understand many things, so it was normal for her to have such thoughts. Xiang Jin didn't say anything.
"Aunt Jiang, who is my biological father?"
Perhaps because Xiang Jin's question came too suddenly, Jiang Anqing was taken aback.
After a moment, she lowered her head and rubbed her hands: "Why did I suddenly think of asking this?"
"It's something I've always wanted to ask, but I never had the chance." She really wanted to ask this question after learning that her biological mother was Jiang Anqing. From the time the Xiang family adopted her until she grew up, she had never heard anything about her father from anyone, and she was very curious.
Jiang Anqing never mentioned it either.
“He’s dead.” Jiang Anqing’s expression was somewhat melancholy, as if he was trying to escape something. “He was hit by a car. You were about to be born then, and I had no choice but to give you away because I couldn’t raise you.”
"What's his name?"
Jiang Anqing shook her head: "It's been too long, I don't remember." As if recalling something painful, she frowned and rubbed her head, looking like she was about to faint.
Xiang Jin dared not ask any more questions and quickly helped her back to rest.
After settling Jiang Anqing in, Xiang Jin returned to her room. After consulting with the auction expert recommended by Murong Xiao, she had decided to cooperate with Wen Yufan, only the percentage of their profits had increased from 10% to 15%. She had almost forgotten about the contract, which was originally agreed to be delivered today.
It was already evening when Xiang Jin finished dealing with the contract. She was about to make some soup for Jiang Anqing when Murong Xiao called and asked her to go to Fengrong.
Xiang Jin also had something to tell him, so she quickly packed her things and set off.
As I reached the door, I remembered something, so I went back to the kitchen and packed up a portion of the soup I had prepared to take with me.
Lu Feifei is on duty at Fengrong's front desk today.
Upon seeing Xiang Jin, she paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Miss Xiang, are you here today to discuss matters with the design department? But I remember the design manager who was in charge of liaising with Feng Rong was changed, wasn't he?"
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