"I only accepted it because I was afraid of the trouble."
Murong Xiao was slightly taken aback.
"Anything else?"
"what else."
"It's nothing." Looking at the card on the table, Murong Xiao suddenly fell silent.
He suddenly felt a bit of hatred for his own temper. He must have scared her just now. He had clearly intended to ask her properly, but whenever it came to her, he could never control himself.
"Well then, I'll go out first," Xiang Jin said softly, and began to move towards the door.
"stop."
Xiang Jin quickly stopped.
"Go cook me a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. I haven't had dinner yet," he said coldly.
"Oh." Xiang Jin went downstairs.
The kitchen had all the ingredients, delivered fresh that day. Xiangjin told Aunt Yang to go and rest, and then washed the ingredients herself and started cooking.
She fried the egg, added water, then tomatoes, her movements incredibly skillful.
"Not at all." Murong Xiao suddenly said from behind.
Xiang Jin was startled and asked, "What?"
"It's nothing. Who taught you to cook?" Although she was an adopted daughter, she still came from a family of high social standing, so how could she be so skilled at cooking?
"The family chef."
Xiang Jin silently threw the noodles into the pot, thinking to herself that this person's mood changed faster than turning the pages of a book. Just a moment ago, he looked like he was going to eat someone alive, but now he's so amiable.
No wonder they're at the top of the food chain, their mindset is just different.
The noodles were cooked, and Xiang Jin served them to him.
“I want chili peppers,” he said.
Xiang Jin was slightly taken aback. This habit was something she had spoiled him with when he was Feng Jianian, and he didn't expect that he would still keep it now.
"What are you daydreaming about?" He frowned slightly when he saw that she hadn't moved for a while.
"It's nothing, I just remembered the time in Fengjia Village..." She added chili peppers to his noodles again and handed them to him.
"You really liked that time?" he asked casually, picking at the noodles.
Soup got on the corner of his mouth, and Xiang Jin gently wiped it away with a tissue.
"What are you doing?" He looked up at her, somewhat surprised. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, her gaze darting away.
How could she forget? He's no longer Feng Jianian.
"I...I'm going to rest."
She turned around and went upstairs in a hurry.
Just now, she almost lost control and wanted to shout, "Jianian!"
Can I still call you Jia Nian?
During those beautiful times, she couldn't call out that name; now that she can speak, she can no longer do so.
Xiang Jin's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, leaving Murong Xiao deep in thought.
That day.
After lunch, Xiang Jin went to the hospital for a follow-up examination of her throat.
It was still early when they came out, and since Aunt Bai was also staying at the same hospital, Xiang Jin bought some fruit to visit her.
Within just three days of Shengheng issuing its announcement, the police had thoroughly investigated the case of the death at the construction site.
It turns out that the tragedy was caused by another technician's improper operation. The whole incident had nothing to do with Uncle Bai; he was just inexplicably attacked by public opinion.
The police cleared Uncle Bai's name, and Aunt Bai was so happy that she recovered a lot. The doctor said she could be discharged from the hospital in two more days.
After chatting with the aunt for a while, Xiang Jin was about to leave when Bai Ningshuang chased after him.
"Ah Jin, is there really nothing between you and Murong Xiao?"
Why are you suddenly asking that?
"I saw this. This news is now trending on social media, and I guess everyone in China has seen it."
Xiang Jin took the phone.
The phone screen displayed a trending news article, ranked third on the top headlines, with the headline: "China's rising genius designer Xiang Qi wins bronze design award; Murong Xiao personally presents the award and escorts her back to her hotel that evening!"
The picture accompanying the article is a photo of Murong Xiao and Xiang Qi.
Below is another candid photo showing the two of them at the hotel entrance. Judging from the date, it was taken during the two days that Murong Xiao went to England.
It turned out that he wasn't answering her calls because he was with Xiang Qi.
"Ah Jin, how could Murong Xiao be walking with Xiang Qi? How could he do this? He already has you, how could he go and provoke Xiang Qi?"
"Men are all ingrates, their consciences have been eaten by dogs!" Bai Ningshuang was afraid of hurting Xiang Jin, so she had been controlling her temper, but now her primordial power was starting to get out of control.
Xiang Jin snapped out of her daze: "It's nothing."
"This is nothing! I wish I could tear Xiang Qi's face off!"
"How could she be so shameless, seducing someone else's husband? It's completely shattered my worldview! And those unscrupulous media outlets even said they were a perfect match, a feast for the eyes, it makes me want to vomit!"
Xiang Jin smiled leisurely: "The media is right, they are indeed very pleasing to the eye."
Bai Ningshuang reached out and touched her forehead: "You're not so angry that you've gone mad, are you?"
"I'm fine."
Xiang Jin brushed her hand away: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Don't worry about me, go back and keep your aunt company. Goodbye."
Xiang Jin ran onto the bus in one breath.
"Oh my god! Murong Xiao and Xiang Qi are in the same frame! They look so good together, I have to save this!" The two girls were discussing in the car.
"They are such a perfect match... If they could get married, I would definitely become their number one fan."
"Didn't they already take them to the hotel? Isn't the meaning obvious?"
The two girls giggled.
"Oh, young lady, why are you crying?" The old man sitting next to her handed Xiang Jin two tissues.
"Thank you." Xiang Jin covered her face, trying to hold back her tears, but she couldn't manage it after several attempts. Finally, she leaned on the old lady and cried her heart out.
When the old man got off the bus, his shoulder was wet.
Xiang Jin felt a little guilty, but the old lady smiled kindly and said it was nothing.
Xiang Jin returned to the Lakeside Villa.
Just as I was about to reach the villa, I suddenly received a call from Li Shuhui.
"Did Feng Jianian see the news online?" Li Shuhui asked nervously.
"Don't worry, he didn't look at it." Xiang Jin said helplessly.
"Are you sure?" To her, Feng Jianian was a ticking time bomb, and she had to rely on Xiang Jin to stabilize this bomb in order to protect Xiang Qi's wealth and status.
"Sure."
"Xiang Jin, you'd better answer my question honestly. Does Feng Jianian know that you are a stand-in?"
Xiang Jin's eyes turned cold: "If you're so eager to know, why don't you go ask him yourself!"
"How dare you talk to me like that, you bitch! Sigh, how come you can talk like that?" Li Shuhui suddenly realized that, logically speaking, the two of them shouldn't have money for medical treatment.
"This is none of your business."
"Alright, as long as you keep a tight rein on Feng Jianian for me, I won't bother with anything else."
"When can I see Jiang Anqing again?" Several months had passed since their last meeting, and Xiang Jin had heard that she was ill. He wanted to see her again.
"Just wait, I'll contact you when everything's arranged." Li Shuhui hung up the phone in a cold tone.
Xiang Jin took a deep breath.
She stayed alone in the garden for a long time before turning around and entering the villa.
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