Chapter 73 Was scheming to marry her right or wrong?
The fire didn't burn for long, or perhaps it never even started; it was just burning silently in everyone's hearts.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was not good the next morning; in fact, it was rather somber.
In March, a season of bright sunshine and gentle breezes, a chill ran through the air. Aunt Mei, who was serving nearby, had just finished her work in the kitchen, and her back was covered in a thin layer of sweat. But now she felt a chilling coldness creeping from her heels to her heart and lungs.
These two people have such powerful auras.
Even though they sat facing each other, expressionless, they didn't utter a single word.
Both of them have excellent patience.
However, Lu Jinyuan broke the silence first. Having finished his meal, he put down his cutlery and looked directly at the person still eating opposite him, "...Qingying."
Jiang Qingying lifted her eyelids to look at him, then slowly ate her food.
Lu Jinyuan choked up, not because he was deliberately silent, but because he didn't know what to say. He had already said everything he needed to explain last night.
Hesitated for a long time.
"Are you still angry?" His voice was hoarse, as if he had sand in his throat.
Jiang Qingying looked at him without speaking, a hint of doubt in her eyes.
He automatically replied, "I was out in the wind on the balcony last night, so I might have caught a cold, but don't worry."
Jiang Qingying remained silent.
Who asked you anything? Who was worried about you?
"So are you still angry?" He seemed determined to get an answer.
Jiang Qingying looked at him with a slightly cold gaze, her long eyelashes fluttering, her dark pupils as cold as ice, calm and unwavering, and said without any emotion, "No, that's all."
"That's hard to believe." Lu Jinyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, his gaze remaining fixed on her slightly tired face, indicating that she hadn't slept well last night.
Jiang Qingying simply shrugged and said in an indifferent tone, "Believe it or not."
"Wife, I was really wrong."
"I already told you, I'm not angry anymore."
The words came to an abrupt halt.
He knew that Jiang Qingying didn't like to repeat herself.
To avoid upsetting her again, he had no choice but to drop the subject and let her be who she is.
Jiang Qingying wiped her mouth with a napkin and said indifferently, "I'm done eating. I'm going to the company now."
Lu Jinyuan also picked up his suit jacket from the back of the chair and followed her, saying, "I'll drive you to work today."
"..." Jiang Qingying stopped and stared at him, teasingly saying, "President Lu is usually so busy, how come you have so much free time today?"
"It's just taking my wife to work." Lu Jinyuan put his arm around her shoulder and gently pushed her towards the door. "It's my duty."
"Oh—" Jiang Qingying chuckled, "If that's the case, then you were rather irresponsible before."
"..." Lu Jinyuan was speechless after being rebuked.
Jiang Qingying's lips curled slightly, her mood improving a little.
Lu Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't shake off his arm around her shoulder. Let the little hedgehog prick me if she wants, as long as I can make her feel better.
"Can I go back to my room to sleep tonight?" He couldn't help but push his luck.
Jiang Qingying didn't hesitate at all: "No."
Lu Jinyuan asked, feeling wronged, "Why?"
Jiang Qingying said matter-of-factly, "You want to give me your cold?"
Lu Jinyuan experienced his second time being speechless today. He had been torturing himself last night, partly because he was in a bad mood and partly because he wanted to use a self-inflicted injury as a ploy.
In retrospect, he miscalculated.
Upon reaching the car, the driver skillfully opened the door, and Jiang Qingying got into the back seat by herself, not even glancing at the man beside her.
Lu Jinyuan didn't care much, and went around to the other side, opened the door, and sat down.
The driver, seemingly oblivious, asked from the driver's seat, "Where to first?"
"Just ignore him who hitched a ride. Drop him off at the Jiang family's gate." Jiang Qingying said quietly, glancing at her work schedule without looking up.
Lu Jinyuan smiled ingratiatingly, "Yes, don't worry about me."
The driver, embarrassed, replied, "Okay."
It only takes twenty minutes to get from home to the company. Jiang Qingying yawned countless times just a few minutes after getting in the car. Pregnant women are naturally sleepy, and she had slept very poorly last night. This morning, her eyelids kept twitching.
"If you're tired, take a rest today."
Jiang Qingying glanced at him sideways, as if to say: Who is this because of?
"No, I have a tight work schedule today. I have a very important contract signing this afternoon."
Lu Jinyuan said gently with concern, "Take care of yourself, don't push yourself too hard."
Jiang Qingying hummed in agreement, "I know what I'm doing."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinyuan stopped trying to persuade her, moved closer to her, and hugged her in his arms. "There are still more than ten minutes left. You can lean against me and take a nap."
Jiang Qingying nudged him, "No need, the more you sleep, the less awake you'll be."
Lu Jinyuan remained silent for a few seconds, his dark eyes fixed on her face. Since early morning, the aloofness on her face had not lessened at all, leaving him exhausted.
She used to have her moments of temper, but her angry face was very expressive, and she wouldn't reject his approach, so he could get a chance to coax her.
Now she says she's not angry anymore, but even a fool can see that the problem still exists.
Perhaps sensing his emotions, Jiang Qingying looked at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "About what happened last night, I said I'm not angry, and I mean it. It's just that I have a question in my mind that I need to think about. It has little to do with you, so you don't need to worry about it."
"What's the problem? Can't you tell me?"
The two had been battling it out in the business world for years. The business world is like a battlefield, and the worst thing you can do is to reveal your hand. What they were best at was burying their deepest emotions.
Their eyes met, and they fell into an endless silence. The sounds of traffic outside the car window were particularly prominent, and the wind whistled past, stirring up many suppressed emotions in their hearts.
Jiang Qingying parted her red lips as if to speak, but the car stopped.
We've arrived at our destination.
Before she left, she said to him, "Let's talk about it tonight."
Lu Jinyuan was extremely considerate, nodding and maintaining his smile: "Okay."
Lu Jinyuan sat in the car, watching her back as she walked towards the entrance of the Jiang Group building through the car window. He gazed at her with reluctance all the way. Her slender back looked as if it could be broken by a gust of wind, yet she was so tenacious that she was able to carve out a bloody path in the business world with her unique way of doing things.
He understands cunning and scheming, possesses exceptional intelligence, yet refuses to mingle with them; he is aware of the bitterness and cruelty of the weak, prioritizes his own interests, yet is willing to retain a sliver of compassion for them.
She has always been like this, both in the past and now. In his memory, Jiang Qingying has always been a free spirit with a flamboyant personality. When faced with heavy burdens, she is capable and decisive, with a strong core, and lives a carefree and unrestrained life.
Recalling what she had just said, she rarely hesitated like this, in fact, she had never done so before.
He wasn't a man of strong emotions, and he couldn't figure out what she was thinking in a short time. He only knew that Jiang Qingying shouldn't be like this, and he couldn't help but start to have doubts.
Was it right or wrong to scheme to get her married back then?
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