Chapter 49 I can promise to do you a favor.
Jiang Shiyuan was slightly taken aback.
I felt as if my ears had been purified, and a faint current seemed to flow over the edge of my earlobe.
She used to think Xie Jinghuai's voice was the best male voice in the world, comparable to a voice actor, with a slightly raspy quality and its own reverb.
But this man's voice had a different feel to it, like the first melting of winter snow, the clear, crisp ice shards falling into the abyss, drifting softly through the valleys, an ethereal echo.
"Miss Jiang, are you listening?" Fu Chenzhou asked in a deep and gentle voice.
Jiang Shiyuan quickly sat up in bed, her mind returning to normal. "I'm listening. Hello, Mr. Fu."
"Thank you for completing the parent-child activity with my son today and winning first place. He was very happy; I haven't seen him smile like that in a long time."
"I didn't do anything special, I'm just averagely good enough."
Jiang Shiyuan suddenly asked in surprise, "Excuse me, Mr. Fu, how did you get my phone number?"
The man's voice was calm, "From Banban's homeroom teacher."
"ah……"
“Ms. Jiang, my son came home and told me that his favorite toy broke and you took it to get it repaired.”
"Yes."
Fu Chenzhou said seriously, "That racing car toy is not only very important to my son, but also very important to me. It was a gift from Zhouzhou's mother to him."
Jiang Shiyuan's long eyelashes fluttered.
She recalled that the toy did look a bit old, but it was well-maintained, showing that she had always taken good care of it.
It seems that Banban loves his mother very much, and Mr. Fu also loves his wife very much.
There are many happy families of three and loving couples in this world. It's as if she would die if there were one more.
"Many of the parts of that toy are no longer available, and its structure is intricate; a slight mishap could have the opposite effect."
Fu Chenzhou's voice was devoid of emotion. "If Miss Jiang really can't fix it, there's no need to force it. I'll send someone to take it back and have a professional repair it."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan frowned slightly.
This feeling of not being trusted made her feel somewhat offended.
“Mr. Fu, I won’t take on a job I’m not qualified for. Since I’ve promised to fix Banban, I definitely can. You don’t need to worry.” Her words were full of confidence.
There was a moment of silence on the other end, and someone seemed somewhat reluctant. "Then, I'll leave it to Miss Jiang."
Although they were separated by a small space, the two were still strangers. Jiang Shiyuan had no intention of saying too much to him, so she said:
"Mr. Fu, is there anything else? If not, I have other matters to attend to."
"And also, Miss Jiang."
Fu Chenzhou spoke with a smile, his voice rising at the end, tinged with arrogance, "I am very grateful that you helped my son this time. So in the future, if you encounter any trouble, I can promise to help you with something."
Jiang Shiyuan's gaze froze. "A favor?"
"Yes, one, so use it with caution."
Jiang Shiyuan: "..."
I'm speechless. She was just surprised, but she acted as if one was too few.
Also, why does Fu Chenzhou's way of speaking have such a childish, immature feel to it?
Who does he think he is? Yang Guo?
Just as Jiang Shiyuan was about to politely decline, Fu Chenzhou spoke first, his deep, magnetic voice echoing in the night:
"I won't disturb your rest any longer, Miss Jiang. Goodnight."
After saying that, he hung up abruptly, not giving Jiang Shiyuan a chance to speak at all.
*
The next day, Jiang Shiyuan woke up at noon.
After washing up, she took some painkillers and cooked some hot noodles, which made her feel a little better.
After much deliberation, she decided to call Xie Jinghuai again and urge him to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the divorce procedures.
After the call connected, it rang for a long time.
Just as Jiang Shiyuan was about to hang up, the call was finally answered, but it was Lin Zhixin's charming and languid voice that came through:
"Hey, sis."
The word "sister" made Jiang Shiyuan feel severely nauseous. She took a deep breath and asked coldly:
"Let Xie Jinghuai answer the phone, I need to talk to him."
"Oh dear, what a coincidence, Brother Jinghuai is taking a shower in the bathroom."
Lin Zhixin yawned, "Last night, Brother Jinghuai was worried about my health and stayed in my hospital room, barely sleeping all night. I only have time to wash up now."
"If you're in a hurry, sister, wait until Brother Jinghuai finishes washing, then I'll have him call you back."
Jiang Shiyuan's almond-shaped eyes were clear and calm.
She had become accustomed to such overt and covert provocations over the past five years.
At first, she went crazy and cried hysterically, but now all that's left is a calm sense of death.
Last night, that narrow hospital bed might have creaked and groaned all night long.
Xie Jinghuai, who is usually quite fussy about sleeping, can endure anything and make do for the sake of his beloved.
Jiang Shiyuan said in a low, flat tone, "It's quite urgent. Go in now and give him the phone."
"What...did you say?" Lin Zhixin was stunned.
Jiang Shiyuan smiled unhurriedly, "What are you shy about? What haven't you seen? I'll let you in, and you two can even take a bath together. How exciting!"
Lin Zhixin bit her lip in embarrassment and annoyance, "Jinghuai and I are soulmates, not as sordid as you say."
Jiang Shiyuan laughed out loud, "Whether our souls are compatible or not, I don't know, but his size is definitely compatible with yours."
Lin Zhixin was speechless with anger.
"Tell him to call me back right away." After saying that, Jiang Shiyuan hung up decisively. She was afraid that if she continued talking, she would vomit.
A short while later, Aunt Feng, who was taking care of Madam Xie, called:
"Young Madam, the Old Madam invites you and the Eldest Young Master to dinner at the old house tonight. She lives alone and feels lonely, so she would like you two to stay overnight at the old house."
Jiang Shiyuan pursed her lips, her expression somewhat bitter.
Grandma invited them to the old house this time without mentioning that Tongtong should be brought along. She understood that this was to bring her and Xie Jinghuai together and create an opportunity for them to be alone.
But there's no need for that anymore.
But Jiang Shiyuan didn't want to spoil her grandmother's mood, so she decided to have dinner with the old lady that evening and then go home. Therefore, she replied:
"Understood. Aunt Feng, could you please contact Jinghuai?"
...
Time flew by, and it was already evening.
Xie Jinghuai didn't call Jiang Shiyuan back all afternoon.
He was indeed so engrossed in Lin Zhixin's gentle charms that he forgot himself.
Jiang Shiyuan didn't plan to contact him. After getting ready, she drove alone to the old house.
"Grandma, I'm here."
Aunt Feng hurried over and greeted her with a smile, "Young Madam, the Old Madam is feeding the fish in the back garden. I'm preparing in the kitchen. Please go and keep her company."
"good."
Jiang Shiyuan nodded and walked straight through the living room toward the garden.
"Grandma?" she called out, but the old woman did not respond.
She walked towards the pond, puzzled, and looked into the distance—
The old lady was sitting in a wheelchair by the pond with her back to her, her head drooping, and she seemed to be asleep.
Jiang Shiyuan sighed with worry. It was late autumn, and the evening wind was already quite cold and harsh, making it easy to catch a cold.
She walked quickly toward her grandmother.
The next second, she stared in horror, her blood freezing instantly, as if she had fallen into an ice cave!
The old lady's body slid down lightly, splashing water everywhere, and she fell into the pond!
"grandmother!"
Jiang Shiyuan shouted loudly, rushed forward, and jumped into the icy pool without hesitation!
...
The ambulance arrived quickly, and Jiang Shiyuan, soaked to the bone, had already performed CPR and artificial respiration on the old lady, buying precious time for her rescue.
Inside the ambulance, Jiang Shiyuan didn't even bother to change her clothes as she and Aunt Feng escorted the old lady to the hospital.
"Waaah... Young Madam, thank goodness you were here... If it weren't for you... the Old Madam would probably..." Aunt Feng covered her face and cried, her face pale with fright.
"Aunt Feng, don't be afraid, Grandma will be alright."
Jiang Shiyuan was shivering from the cold. While comforting Aunt Feng, she shakily took out her phone and called Xie Jinghuai.
However, despite ringing countless times and calling more than a dozen times, no one answered!
Jiang Shiyuan was so angry that his forehead was burning hot and his chest felt like it was being churned by a turbine.
It will always be the same.
He was never there when she needed him!
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