Chapter 22 The two are so different in size! ...
Jiang An helped Wen Lingshuang into the car. Her limp body leaned against him, as if she were a willow branch with no support. He raised his hand and pressed the central control system. The partition in the car slowly fell down, separating the front and rear seats. The space, which was neither too big nor too small, was quickly filled with a faint aroma of wine. Jiang An looked down at the woman in his arms. Her fair cheeks were already flushed. Her eyes were slightly open, but they were dazed and confused. She seemed unaware of where she was or where she was going.
The car slowly drove forward.
Warm yellow streetlights shone into the car.
Her small hands gripped his shirt and tie, wrapping the tie around her wrist and pulling hard, causing Jiang An to bend slightly forward due to the force.
The car window was cracked open, and the wind from the tunnel rushed into the car, scattering Wen Lingshuang's long, thick, black hair. Strands of hair clung to his face. He gently straightened her body and said, "I'll take you home."
Wen Lingshuang sobbed and nestled in his arms, "I don't want to go home..."
Bored at home, with only the maid keeping her company, no one else was there for her. Every morning she woke up wondering what to do: go to an exhibition? Go to a fashion show? Attend a banquet? Or go out and go on a shopping spree to vent her frustrations? If only she had a sister or brother, they could lie in bed together and chat about Jiang An's strengths and weaknesses, about the past and the future.
Unfortunately, she has only ever been alone since she was a child.
Tan Zhu often came to keep her company, but that was all she could do, not all the time.
Her little hand gripped his tie tightly, like a kitten, and she said, "Let's go to your house. I've never been to Nanxi Villa before. I want to see if your house is nice."
“Nanxi is far away.” Jiang An gently stroked her hair. “It will take more than an hour to get there now.”
"Is it far?" She slowly raised her head, looking at him with a hint of intoxication, and said with a touch of seriousness, "But aren't we going to live there when we get married?"
"I won't stay there, I'll stay somewhere else."
"No..." Wen Lingshuang shook her head, "It's better to stay there. Your mother is buried there, you definitely won't want to leave..."
Jiang An's deep eyes darkened as he looked at her drunken state, feeling an indescribable tenderness in his heart.
An hour later, the car stopped in front of Nanxi Villa. This villa is located in the suburbs and has a retro Nanyang style from the last century. It is not exquisite, but it is not dilapidated either. It can only be said that it is inferior to the Jiang family's old house and the villa where Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi live.
There are a few poplars and a few sunflowers planted at the entrance. They don't look like they've been carefully tended; they seem to have been planted haphazardly and left to grow freely.
Entering the courtyard from the gate, the dark courtyard had no lights. You had to walk along a small path to reach the villa. There was a faint aroma of tea in the villa, which was probably related to Jiang An's love of tea. The tea aroma was mixed with jasmine, which was a new product from the tea garden this year. Several tea cakes were placed in the cabinet at the entrance, wrapped tightly in kraft paper. Further inside, you could hear the sound of running water.
She stumbled into his arms and asked, "This is... your home?"
Jiang An nodded. "Are you a little more sober now?"
"I'm not drunk..." she murmured. "How can you be considered sober if you're not drunk?"
Jiang An: "..."
He helped her to the sofa and sat her down. Just as she sat down, Wen Lingshuang's phone rang. He took out his phone and saw that it was Tan Yu calling.
Given Wen Lingshuang's dazed state, Jiang An could only press the answer button.
Tan Yu's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, "Baby, it's already eleven o'clock, why aren't you home yet?"
Jiang An pondered for a moment, looked at the person in his arms, and said softly, "Auntie, Ling Shuang is at my house."
Tan Yu: "..."
Jiang An also regretted it a little. He shouldn't have been so impulsive as to bring her to Nan Xi. Now it would be late at night before he could take her back.
"At your house?" Tan Yu asked, somewhat surprised. "Oh, I was so scared! I thought she had gone out to hang out with those shady friends again. It's good that she's at your house; please keep an eye on her for me."
again?
Bad friends?
Jiang An's handsome brows furrowed slightly. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her."
"Then I won't bother you."
Tan Yu hung up the phone, turned to look at Wen Jinye sitting at his desk, and said with a smile, "Old Wen, your daughter is making rapid progress."
Wen Jinye didn't even look up. "What rapid progress?"
"With Jiang An." Tan Yu stood up and walked to his side, her expression meaningful. "I'll be with Jiang An tonight."
Upon hearing this, Wen Jinye looked up at Tan Yu.
Wen Jinye knew Jiang An very well, especially after their frequent business dealings recently. He understood more and more that Jiang An was a shrewd and decisive businessman, but a gentle and humble person in private. Perhaps it was related to the Jiang family's upbringing. He was gentle, humble, and polite to everyone, but that did not mean he was confidant to everyone.
From the moment the marriage agreement was reached until today, Jiang An's generous and proper demeanor was merely a matter of maintaining decorum and harmony as both parties in a marriage alliance should, and did not mean that he truly liked Wen Lingshuang.
Besides, what kind of temper does Wen Lingshuang have? She's pretentious, affected, spoiled, and rude. How many men can stand her?
You can't blame Wen Jinye for thinking so much about his daughter.
With that kind of temper, if it weren't for her stunning beauty that's unparalleled in the entertainment circle, she probably wouldn't have had anyone daring to propose marriage even at thirty.
"Our daughter is that amazing?" Wen Jinye murmured to herself, "She managed to take down Jiang An in such a short time?"
Back then, he won over Tan Yu in just a few days.
Like father, like daughter.
Seeing his expression, Tan Yu knew what he was thinking. She slapped his shoulder hard and said, "What do you mean by 'winning over'? Which man wouldn't be tempted by our daughter? You used to say that it was good enough that Jiang An could maintain a proper relationship with his wife, that he couldn't open his heart and was very guarded. Now you've proven yourself wrong, haven't you?"
Wen Jinye smiled and said, "You'll know once you get to know Jiang An better. He's really wary. Even Old Master Jiang is wary of him, let alone us."
Tan Yu was stunned. "Really?"
Wen Jinye said meaningfully, "Don't worry, it's true that he's very guarded, but he holds even more power. It's the right thing for your daughter to do with him."
*
Jiang An hung up the phone, staring at the black screen, his dark eyes growing even more profound.
He knew Wen Lingshuang had many friends, but he didn't know she also had many shady friends.
The person in his arms seemed unaware of the burning gaze, only feeling the intoxication subside slightly. She lay dazedly on his hard chest, mumbling incoherently. If you listened closely, you could hear her saying, "Drink, keep going, all night."
Do you often drink and stay up all night?
Jiang An raised his hand and gently pinched her chin, his fingertips caressing it. "Yangyang."
His voice was deep and sexy, with a slight husky quality.
Wen Lingshuang felt the name was familiar. She struggled to open her eyes and was met with a pair of deep eyes. An invisible aggression and danger spread through her. She grabbed his collar and said, "Why did you call me?"
Do you often go out drinking with others and stay up all night?
Those familiar with Jiang An know just how dangerous this statement is; a poor or unsatisfactory answer could lead to serious consequences.
Wen Lingshuang was not fully awake yet, and could only answer instinctively, "I often go out drinking with Cong Yin... and Tan Zhu... and before that I also drank with Xu Wen, but she's with Jiang Xu now... and hasn't been out for a long time."
Those wet eyes looked at him, "Only you, Jiang An."
Her fair, delicate fingers poked at his chest as she said, word by word, "I only drink when I'm with you, and I dare to get drunk."
Hearing this, Jiang An's eyes softened again, and he reached out to stroke her cheek. "Why? Am I the only one with this privilege?"
"Yes, only you." She smiled, releasing her grip on his collar and instead cupping his face in her hands. "Only you won't hurt me when I'm drunk, only you..."
Did she trust him too much?
What man could resist her alluring and charming appearance?
She overestimated his self-control.
They've seriously underestimated their own charm.
Jiang An took a deep breath, gently pushing her soft body away. Just as he was about to speak, she whimpered and clung to him, throwing herself into his arms, "Don't push me away...don't push me away..."
Jiang An's temples throbbed twice as he struggled to control his emotions. "Yangyang."
Wen Lingshuang did not reply.
But her body was burning hot; you could feel the scorching heat even through her skirt and shirt.
Jiang An called out again, "Yangyang."
He was trying to wake her up.
Perhaps after being called twice, Wen Lingshuang regained some consciousness and hummed, "Don't keep calling me."
It's so complicated and annoying.
"Let me ask you, how many times have you been drunk? Have you ever acted like this with anyone other than me?"
With so many friends, it's impossible for her to stay calm every time. There will always be one or two times when she gets drunk, and one or two times when she'll be like this, lying seductively in someone's arms, whimpering like a kitten.
The thought of such a scene made Jiang An's anger almost uncontrollable.
He picked up his phone and texted Lon, asking him to check the parties Wen Lingshuang had attended, the banquets she had participated in, and the people she had drunk with, regardless of gender.
It's a crime for a man to touch her.
The same applies to women.
Slightly tipsy, Wen Lingshuang saw him sending messages. Her handsome face tightened, but she chuckled and said, "Just this once? Who told you to be so handsome?"
"Jiang An." She suddenly broke free from his grasp, staggered to her feet, and whispered in his ear, "You are really handsome, you are really... very handsome."
A gentle, sweet voice was in my ear. My typing hand stopped in mid-air, and I tilted my head slightly to look at her.
His reflection was visible in those eyes.
He reached out and gently stroked her cheek. "What makes you beautiful? Compared to the men who pursue you?"
Compared to them...
What's the point of comparison?
Jiang An stood there like he had special effects applied, as if everyone else was just there to complement him, and you could only see him when you looked around.
Wen Lingshuang pouted, "Don't lower yourself like this, raise your profile, okay?"
“Raise it higher.” Jiang An mimicked her words, laughing out loud, “How high do you have to go before it’s not considered lower?”
“For example…” she blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking at him with wet eyes, “to become my man, Wen Lingshuang.”
"I already am."
“No.” She poked his chest. “I meant…”
At this point, her voice abruptly stopped.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang An reached out and pinched her rosy cheek. "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Hate.
I won't tell.
She nestled into his arms again and said, "Carry me to the room, then change my clothes and remove my makeup. I want to sleep in that white nightgown."
Jiang An: "..."
Where is he going to find a white nightgown?
I do have a ton of white shirts.
After sitting for a few minutes, I reluctantly picked her up and carried her upstairs.
Jiang An's room was simply decorated, almost like it wasn't decorated at all compared to Wen Lingshuang's room. There was a wardrobe, a bed, a desk, a bookcase, and nothing else.
He carried her to the bedside, put her down, turned around, went to the wardrobe, opened it, picked out a long white shirt, turned back to Wen Lingshuang, showed her the white shirt, and said, "I don't have a skirt, is a shirt okay? That should be enough..."
His gaze swept from her upper body to her lower body. "Long enough."
It can cover up important parts.
Wen Lingshuang squinted at it and said, "Yes, that's fine."
After saying that, she sat up gracefully and pulled down the straps of her suspenders.
The sudden action made Jiang An's pupils shrink abruptly. He immediately grabbed her hand as she took off her clothes, the veins on the back of her hand bulging, and said in a low voice, "I'll put it here. Call me when you're done changing."
"No way," she pleaded. "You have to remove my makeup; I don't want to move."
"After you've changed it, I'll help you remove it, okay?"
"Are you contradicting me?" She glared at him angrily. "You're contradicting me before we're even married?"
A little wronged.
Jiang An had a headache, but he calmly explained, "It's precisely because we're not married that you can't do this."
Wen Lingshuang chuckled twice, her gaze sweeping over his abdomen, and said, "Why didn't you say this when you took off your clothes to show me? Why didn't you say this when you helped me unzip my jacket in the car? And that kiss..."
He ejaculated after just one kiss.
Why don't you say that?
Jiang An frowned as she spoke each word with such deliberation.
She is 80% responsible for the many 'outrageous' things he did.
He held her restless hand tightly and whispered, "You can look at me, but I can't look at you."
"Haven't you seen enough?"
There are quite a few.
Jiang An took a deep breath. He couldn't let her continue her nonsense. He released her hand that was tightly gripping his, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
After leaving the room, I went straight to the shower room across the hall to take a shower.
I don't know how much time passed, but I could vaguely hear the sound of unsteady footsteps.
The sound stopped at the door.
A dozen seconds later, the door was opened a crack, and Wen Lingshuang tilted her head to look inside.
Jiang An: "..."
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
The door slammed shut with a loud bang.
The person outside the door instantly woke up.
She stared blankly into the distance, horrified and shocked.
The two have such different body types!
Wow, it's huge!
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