46. Mrs. Xia’s Pressure
"Ma'am, we're here."
Su Zhi turned off the live broadcast that she had just watched, sighed, and got up and got out of the car.
She raised her eyes and looked at the classical and magnificent house in front of her.
What is supposed to come will eventually come.
She gathered her light blue shawl and said, "Lead the way."
The house is very large, with Chinese-style buildings, small bridges, flowing water, rockery pavilions, and various classical-style buildings forming a particularly romantic "small world".
Often you'll find yourself walking along a winding path that leads to a secluded spot, but after a moment it'll suddenly become open and wide. In short, it seems like you'll never finish walking.
Her feet were already sore, and Su Zhi frowned slightly: "How long will it take?"
"We're almost there, Miss Su, just be patient and walk for a while."
The maid who led the way was a woman who looked to be in her fifties, not considered young.
Su Zhi was a little surprised to see her walking for quite some time without getting red in the face or out of breath, looking very energetic.
"Aren't you tired after walking for so long?" she asked curiously.
The woman smiled at her: "I'm used to it."
After that, she reminded in a gentle tone: "Ms. Su, we have to hurry up, the time is almost up."
She said tactfully: "Madam has a strong sense of time."
The implication is that she is not punctual.
Su Zhi was speechless.
She's already walking very fast, okay?
Do the so-called wealthy families all like to live in these huge places that are so tiring that they make people die?
I don’t even have a car and I have to walk everywhere. Is that reasonable?
The woman ignored her depressed expression and just walked faster, turning back from time to time to gently and politely remind her not to get lost.
Even when urging people to do something, his attitude was so humble that Su Zhi couldn't do anything even if she wanted to.
Another ten minutes later.
"Madam, Miss Su is here."
"Um."
A clear and pleasant female voice sounded.
Su Wei endured the pain in her feet and looked intently at the woman sitting in the main seat.
It was a beautiful, heroic, and sharp face, yet it also had some of the graceful temperament of a Jiangnan woman.
Even though she is almost fifty years old, she still looks very young, with a slim figure and fair and tight skin.
Especially those eyes that are as bright as peach blossoms, which are particularly hard to ignore.
When you look at it calmly, its calm and gentle appearance somehow gives people a sense of oppression.
Mr. Xia inherited her genes very well, especially his eyes, Su Wei thought silently in her heart.
"Come and sit down."
Since she was Mr. Xia's mother, although she knew that some unpleasant conversation might follow, Su Zhi still maintained basic courtesy, thanked him and sat down.
"Bring the tea."
The servant quickly brought a pot of brewed tea and poured it for Su Zhi.
"Thank you."
After walking for a long time, Su Zhi was indeed a little thirsty, so she didn't hesitate to pick up the tea and started drinking.
However, the moment the tea touched her taste buds, an extremely bitter feeling instantly spread, and she couldn't help but slightly frowned her delicate brows.
It was just a momentary action, but Jiang Rongling, who was sitting in the main seat, still saw it.
"Is it a bit bitter?" she asked in a soft and friendly voice.
Su Zhi pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at her, knowing that this was just an illusion.
She was not one to lie, so she nodded truthfully: "Yes, a little."
"This tea is like this. Although it is a bit bitter at first, it becomes slightly sweet afterwards."
Jiang Rongling finished speaking, elegantly raised the cup and took a sip of tea, then smiled at her: "Feel it now, isn't it?"
Indeed, after the bitter taste, it didn’t take long before a light sweetness filled the mouth.
But Su Zhi didn't believe that she just wanted to talk to her about the characteristics of this tea.
"You didn't ask me to come here just for tea, did you?"
She said bluntly: "Madam, if you have anything to say, please speak up."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Rongling glanced at her indifferently, smiled faintly and put down the teacup.
"Everything has its two sides, just like this tea, bitter with sweet, sweet with bitter."
"Miss Su, it will be the same if you marry Lin Xing."
Su Wei looked at her calmly without saying a word.
Jiang Rongling stood up and walked over, then gracefully sat down in the seat next to her.
Those eyes, which had experienced the years but still retained their charm, still looked at her gently.
"Since you have married him and become Mrs. Xia, and are doted on by him, you must be prepared to bear the pressure that comes with this identity."
Her current attitude wasn't that bad, Su Zhi just looked at her quietly and spoke.
Jiang Rongling looked at the girl in front of him who was so quiet and almost well-behaved, smiled, and gently reached out to touch her fair and soft cheek.
"I don't dislike you, kid."
"However, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight. Lin Xing will not stay in the entertainment industry forever, and the Xia family's huge foundation cannot rely on his eldest brother alone."
"In five years at most, he will return to the family business. This is the agreement between him and his family."
"So, as her wife, you will have to face many things in the future, and they will be very complicated."
Feeling the warm and soft touch on her cheek, Su Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Jiang Rongling continued, "At the same time, as her wife, you will have a lot to learn. If you make a mistake, there will be no recovery."
"The hardship you've just gone through is just the beginning."
"A useless vase, a docile and subservient dodder, the Xia family does not need such an existence."
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When he left, he did not walk like he did when he came.
Su Wei lazily leaned against the car window, watching the scenery of the mansion flash by quickly.
So there is a car, she thought with amusement.
Although they were not here to force her to divorce, that was something more terrifying than divorce.
It’s not impossible, but it’s too tiring to do this for the rest of your life.
Although she was prepared from the beginning, Su Zhi never felt more clearly than at this moment that she and Mr. Xia were from two completely different worlds.
The moment she returned to Longting, she was too lazy to even go to the bedroom, so she leaned tiredly on the sofa in the main living room and fell asleep.
"What's wrong with her?"
Two hours later, Xia Chi came back with a haggard face. When he saw the pale-cheeked woman lying on the sofa, he frowned slightly.
"Don't worry, Master. Madam is just tired."
"Who's worried about her?" Xia Chi sneered.
Butler Pei didn't say anything, but the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly and he sighed silently in his heart.
After all, it is quite interesting to see the little firecrackers go from making a fuss about the sky, the earth and the air to caring about others without realizing it, or even deceiving themselves.
"What did she do to get so exhausted?" Xia Chi held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking.
Butler Pei almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face. After a light cough, he said seriously, "Madam just went back to the old house."
After hearing this, Xia Chi's originally decadent and lazy expression faded a little and became complicated.
No way, did grandpa and grandma really do something to her?
Although he has no feelings for this woman, but...