Chapter 15: Even a Secret Marriage Can't Be Without Mrs. Jiang's Pocket Money
After Jiang Shibai placed the vase in the room, he took out a thin card from the drawer, ran straight to the next room and knocked on the door.
"Enter."
When he pushed the door open, he saw Xu Xian using his computer to surf the Internet. When he saw him coming, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
She happened to want to send him a message asking for his network password.
Jiang Shibai glanced at the lower right corner of her computer and raised his chin slightly. "The first two are home networks, and the passwords are from 1 to 8."
Xu Xian was slightly surprised that the CEO's home network password was so simple. She thought it would be the same as the company's linked number 8, which meant getting rich.
Perhaps he understood what her expression meant, Jiang Shibai touched his nose. Doing business requires some skills, and it is better to believe it than not to believe it.
After she connected to the Internet, Jiang Shibai handed the card in his hand to her, "This is for you."
Xu Xian lowered his gaze and took a closer look. His dark pupils shrank slightly and his fingertips trembled slightly.
"Give me a supplementary card?" If she was not mistaken, this card seemed to be a supplementary card under the black card, and the black and gold words blinded her eyes.
It was the first time she had seen a black card in real life, even if it was just a supplementary card.
"The maximum limit for the secondary card is 10 million. Tell me if it's not enough." Jiang Shibai liked the lively expression on her face. He raised his lips and smiled, motioning her to take it.
"You overestimate my ability to spend money." After suddenly becoming rich, Xu Xian had no intention of spending money. Instead, she felt uneasy. In the final analysis, she had no sense of belonging to the money. After all, it was not earned by her, and she felt somewhat insecure.
Having said that, his body was very honest. He reached out to take the secondary card, looked it over from left to right, and did not refuse at all.
Jiang Shibai laughed secretly at her money-obsessed look. He thought it was important to please her. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if we are in a secret marriage, we still need Mrs. Jiang's pocket money."
Xu Xian inexplicably felt a sense of guilt at this moment. She really deserved to die!
Spending other people's money without acknowledging their identity.
Xu Xian wanted to say something but stopped himself, and even wanted to just go all out and make it public, as his mind was constantly conflicted.
Jiang Shibai stared at her with his phoenix eyes, not missing a single detail of her expression. When he saw her struggling look, the corners of his eyes rose slightly.
Sure enough, she fell for it, she would respond to soft tactics rather than hard ones, and she loved money rather than sex.
Jiang Shibai knew when to stop and after achieving his goal, he changed the subject, "We are already married, I want to find a time to formally visit your family."
He wanted to arrange a meeting with the parents on his itinerary, and he had to go to the girl's house in person to explain and apologize for his crime.
The smile on Xu Xian's face instantly fell when he heard this. He had a strange expression on his face and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Suddenly, the room became quiet, the windows were opened, and the whistling autumn wind outside rustled the branches and leaves, forming a rustling contrast to the silence of the two people.
Seeing her lower her head and remain silent, a hint of disappointment flashed in Jiang Shibai's eyes. Was he too anxious?
His slender knuckles clenched slightly. He didn't want to embarrass her, so he controlled his emotions and said, "Is it inconvenient? If it's not convenient—"
Before he could finish his words, Xu Xian forced his way in. His voice was surprisingly calm, as if he had already accepted the fact, but his words were intermittent, "It's convenient, but... you may only see my mother. My father... passed away three years ago."
"Besides, my mother has been hospitalized for terminal cancer, so I need to inform her in advance. If you want to meet, can you wait for me to arrange a time?"
Her mother's illness is getting worse and worse. In the past two days, she has not dared to tell her that she is married, for fear of upsetting her mother. Now it seems that she has to find a time to tell her the truth.
After all, her mother always hoped to see her get married before she died, rather than waiting for her daughter to live alone in the world with no one to rely on after she left.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Shibai didn't want to bring up her sad memories. Seeing her sad expression, his heart ached. He softened his tone and said, "Then when you're ready, we can talk about meeting again."
As he spoke, he bent his legs and squatted down, stroking her smooth cheek with his slightly calloused fingertips. His movements were gentle, but the warmth was comforting.
Afraid that she would continue to indulge in grief, Jiang Shibai lost his usual composure and nervously tried to find a topic to talk about.
"I haven't introduced my family members to you yet. My grandmother is still alive. My father is an only child. He and my mother gave birth to my sister and me. My sister is married and has a daughter. The five-year-old girl is very cute and quirky. You should get along well with her."
Xu Xian smiled, and for a moment she didn't know whether he was praising her or criticizing her. "Playing well with children" was definitely not an implication that she was childish and playful?
But once he interrupted me, I felt inexplicably much better, like a gentle evening breeze soothing the pain in my heart, moistening everything silently.
"Don't be so nervous. I've already accepted this fact. If I were defeated so easily, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you right now."
She tried every moment to accept the fact that her mother would also leave her, and she didn't know when the countdown of her life would become the last day.
If one sentence could bring her down, she might have already died.
Jiang Shibai chuckled upon seeing this, and said in a doting tone, "Yes, our Xianxian has always been a strong girl."
If he hadn't run into her crying her heart out in the stairwell, he would have truly believed that she had a very strong heart.
Her appearance gives people a feeling of being overly delicate, but she is only a 25-year-old girl, and her passionate rose has just bloomed, flourishing in the morning sun.
The next evening, Xu Xian made nourishing ginseng chicken soup at home. He left half in the casserole, intending to let Jiang Shibai taste it, and put the other half into the thermos.
After sending a message to Jiang Shibai who was working in the study, he went out to the hospital with the thermos.
When she arrived at the hospital, she first went to see the attending physician to find out about her mother's current condition.
"Miss Xu, your mother's condition remains the same. The previous chemotherapy treatments weren't very effective, and her body functions are getting worse and worse. She'll soon be dependent on nutrient solution and a ventilator. I don't recommend further chemotherapy. Please spend more time with her for the rest of her life."
Xu Xian nodded calmly and remained silent. She knew the result from the beginning, but just wanted to deceive herself and hoped to get so-called good news from the doctor.
But life is fragile, and the ending is developing in the destined direction, leaving her no room to breathe.
After coming out of the clinic, Xu Xian endured the bitterness in his heart and went straight to the ward. He forced a smile in front of the door and pushed it open to enter.
"Mom, have you missed me these past two days?" Xu Xian smiled, his tone sounding relaxed.
In the single room, a skinny woman was lying on the bed, with sunken cheeks and eye sockets and a gloomy expression. When she heard the familiar voice, a light flashed in her eyes.
"Of course I miss Xianxian." Zhang Wan forced a pale smile, her eyes fixed on Xu Xian. Her smile was sincere, and her voice was weak but gentle.
"This time I made you my best chicken soup. You should drink more to replenish your body. The doctor said that your condition has improved recently." Xu Xian's eyebrows were curved, and he was afraid that his sadness would leak out, so he immediately changed the subject.
Patients in the late stages of cancer actually find it very difficult to eat, and the little food they eat will sometimes be vomited out.
Zhang Wan endured the pain in her body, a smile spreading across her sickly face. "Okay, I'll definitely drink more of the soup my precious daughter made, and try not to waste it."
She knew her physical condition well, and it definitely hadn't improved as Xu Xian said. Lately, she often felt weak, and even getting out of bed became increasingly difficult.
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