Chapter 31 All year round, three meals a day, all...
Wen Lingshuang didn't want to joke around with Jiang An about this matter. This marriage alliance was based on interests from the very beginning. The Wen family coveted the Jiang family's power and status, while the Jiang family wanted the Wen family's social standing and business dealings. She had always treated Jiang An with respect and sincerity, but after spending time together, her initial thoughts had deviated somewhat.
She knew that many married young men in the industry liked to engage in the "sugar baby" arrangement.
Even if he doesn't keep mistresses, he still maintains inappropriate relationships with models and celebrities.
Not to mention the so-called "childhood sweethearts" and "confidantes," aren't they just sugar daddies and flirtations in a different guise?
Wen Lingshuang couldn't quite describe her feelings at that moment.
On one hand, she clearly knew that the marriage was for profit, and on the other hand, she felt that she could take her relationship with Jiang An to the next level. However, she couldn't bring herself to tell him that she was actually very satisfied with him and really wanted to marry him and live happily ever after. Therefore, she had to love him wholeheartedly and care about him wholeheartedly. She couldn't be like those rich kids in the circle who kept mistresses or had ambiguous relationships with their 'childhood sweethearts'.
Her pride wouldn't allow her to bow her head.
Her pride wouldn't allow her to back down.
She pushed Jiang An's shoulder away and said with pursed lips, "I'm tired."
After saying that, he got up and walked towards the master bedroom.
Jiang An watched her retreating figure, a smile playing on his lips, seemingly oblivious to her displeasure.
After handing the prepared itinerary to Lon, he glanced at it and said in a low voice, "Shall we visit Miss Xu again after we return to China?"
Jiang An pondered for a moment and said, "Her identity is questionable. Let Jiang Ting take care of her for now."
Lon nodded.
Jiang An spent most of the following time dealing with official business, while Wen Lingshuang rested in the master bedroom. She had many friends and classmates in the United States, and when they learned that she was coming, messages kept coming from several large group chats, all saying that they would come to pick her up at the airport.
Anne: [Is Her Highness coming to America?]
Grace: [What time is your flight? I'll pick you up.]
Claire: [Does Her Highness need us to pick her up after she lands? Someone was already waiting there.]
Everyone in the group simultaneously sent out a laughing emoji.
Wen Lingshuang sweated as she read their replies. The person they were talking about was her friend Noah, whose Chinese name was Fang Pei. He ran a family business in the United States and had been very successful in China in his early years. Later, he followed the trend of going abroad, and the two of them had less contact. But whenever Wen Lingshuang went abroad, he would always put down his work to accompany her.
Before the arranged marriage and without Jiang An, she could accept Fang Pei's advances with a clear conscience.
However, since a marriage agreement has already been reached with the Jiang family and the wedding is scheduled for a few months, it is naturally inappropriate to get too close.
Before this, Wen Lingshuang didn't think there was anything wrong with getting close to the opposite sex. But after experiencing the 'Xu Mi' incident, she felt that if she demanded that Jiang An not get close to his 'childhood sweetheart', then she shouldn't get close to her friends of the opposite sex either, otherwise wouldn't that be a double standard?
Thinking of Xu Mi, she scratched her head in frustration.
Why didn't I realize before that it was so strange for men to have 'childhood sweethearts'?
Now that Jiang An has a childhood sweetheart, she is extremely upset.
When exactly did it start that people became so overly concerned about Jiang An's private life?
This is not a good thing.
Jiang An has a complex network of relationships in the business world, and he associates with both men and women. It's impossible to expect him not to have contact with or socialize with women. Even his father, Wen Jinye, has close female friends. His mother often says that as long as he remembers where home is, that's enough.
Just remember where your home is...
Why should it be enough for her to just remember where her home is? She wants Jiang An to remember whose husband he is at all times, to be chaste at all times, and to have no childhood sweethearts or confidantes around him.
After much deliberation, Wen Lingshuang decided to confront Jiang An.
She wanted him to sever ties with his childhood sweetheart.
In exchange, she would also keep her distance from men who showed interest in her.
If negotiations fail, then let's just be a fake couple.
Anyway, the entertainment circle is full of fake couples.
Having made up her mind, she got up and walked towards the door. A faint aroma of salt-baked food wafted through the corridor, and the chefs in the kitchen were busy preparing food. Walking along the corridor to the dining room, she saw some prepared dishes already on the table. Jiang An was standing in front of the wine cabinet selecting wine. Hearing the sound, she turned around and saw Wen Lingshuang. She smiled and asked, "What kind of wine would you like to drink?"
I need to have a drink.
Wen Lingshuang then pointed and asked for a bottle of wine from a private Spanish winery.
Jiang An took out a bottle of wine and had Lon open it. He then walked over to Wen Lingshuang and said, "Are you still bored?"
Wen Lingshuang didn't answer, and turned to sit on the sofa.
Jiang An was not angry at her ignoring him.
A plate of salt-baked shrimp was already on the table. He raised his hand to unbutton his cuffs, slowly peeled the shrimp, put two shrimp meats into a bowl, pushed it in front of Wen Lingshuang, and gestured with his eyes, "Your aunt and uncle said you like to eat seafood. The seafood on the plane is not as fresh as the seafood on the ground, and the taste may not be as good. You can have this first, and I will take you to eat something delicious after we land."
Wen Lingshuang was indeed a little hungry.
However, she doesn't eat what Jiang Anpei peels.
She's angry now, she's brewing something, so she's going to peel it herself.
Sit up straight, pick up the shrimp from the plate, and start peeling.
This was the first time in her life that the princess had peeled shrimp herself. She didn't peel them very well, and some shells were still stuck to the shrimp meat. Without any hesitation, she stuffed the shrimp meat into her mouth.
Jiang An watched her series of little actions and found them adorable. Without any disgust, he reached out and wiped the transparent shell from the corner of her lips, saying, "You don't want to eat what I peeled?"
"I can do it myself."
Jiang An looked at her with amusement, wondering how her emotions could change so quickly in just one hour. He picked up the sauce on the table and pushed it in front of her, saying, "Okay, you can do it yourself."
Wen Lingshuang peeled a few herself, but got tired when she got to the third one.
Good heavens, why is peeling shrimp so hard?
Turning to look at Jiang An, she said reluctantly, "I'm tired."
It means you help me peel it.
Jiang An smiled and placed the shrimp in front of her, starting to peel them for her, saying as he did so, "Are you angry?"
"No," Wen Lingshuang said calmly. "Why would I be angry?"
Why should you get angry because of your childhood sweetheart?
Jiang An put the peeled shrimp into her bowl, and whispered in her ear, "I just wanted to make you feel better, I didn't think much else. If you don't like it, I won't touch you again."
Her hot breath sprayed onto her earlobes, making her a little nervous.
One hand was placed against his chest, separating him from his body.
Even so, the heat in my chest wasn't much better than breathing; through the thin shirt, I could feel the hard chest, the burning skin, and even the pounding heart...
Jiang An knew he had acted somewhat rashly.
An apology is appropriate.
After peeling the shrimp, I cut the beef and placed it in front of her.
I took care of her feelings throughout the whole process.
He even personally poured her the wine.
Such care was impeccable that Wen Lingshuang couldn't find a reason to cause trouble. After finishing her meal in a huff, she stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep! Do as you please."
As she was about to leave, Jiang An grabbed her wrist and said, "You're going to sleep right after eating?"
"yes."
The main reason is that I don't want to be with him anymore.
Her anger and her affectation were clearly seen by Jiang An.
Logically speaking, no one could tolerate such a temper, but it was Wen Lingshuang, it was her, who turned anger into cuteness, and affectation into coquettishness, as if everything she did was right and reasonable.
Jiang An gently exerted force, and she was caught off guard and sat down steadily on his lap.
She let out a soft gasp and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You can't sleep well if you're full." He picked her up and said, "Let's play for a bit first."
He lifted her up in his arms, and before she knew it, he was carrying her to an unknown private room. She was a little nervous and scared, and she clung tightly to his neck, asking, "What are we playing?"
"Don't be afraid," he laughed. "I'm not going to play you."
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
After carrying her to the cubicle, he settled her on the soft sofa bed and pressed the central control button next to her. A hidden screen slowly descended. This audio-visual entertainment system, equipped with a large server, uses the most advanced configuration to provide the ultimate private cinema experience. Before Wen Lingshuang came, Jiang An had never set foot in this place. It was only after Wen Lingshuang came along that he remembered there was such a place for entertainment on the plane.
However, I'm not very romantic and rarely watch movies, so after a long time of adjusting the settings, I ended up watching a Spanish romance film.
The film is unremarkable; the journey from the male and female leads meeting to falling in love is as mundane as eating and drinking. However, it received a high rating, with one review particularly praising it: "Throughout the year, through every meal, there should always be someone to share it with. After watching this film, you might think of that person who has shared your life through all four seasons and every meal."
At the end of the film, the male and female protagonists successfully enter the wedding hall and share a sweet kiss amidst the blessings of family and friends.
Jiang An sat there, watching the wedding of the male and female protagonists, and suddenly said, "Last time, your aunt and uncle said they wanted to have a wedding dress custom-made, but I forgot to ask you what kind of style you liked, or which designer you preferred?"
Jiang An was too busy with work, and the wedding dress was always on his mind. Every time he wanted to bring it up, he would forget about it when he saw Wen Lingshuang's face.
It seems their time should be reserved for gazing into each other's eyes, chatting, and embracing...
Wen Lingshuang hugged a cushion and said quietly, "My friend ordered her wedding dress six months before her wedding."
Jiang An: "..."
He coughed lightly, "I'll compensate you with ten more cars."
He said compensating for a car accident is as easy as eating.
Wen Lingshuang pursed her lips, threw down the cushion, turned to look at him, and said, word by word, "Jiang An, in your eyes, am I just a pretentious rich girl who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun?"
Although that is indeed the case, if Jiang An dared to nod and admit it...
Jiang An leaned casually against the sofa, one hand resting on the backrest. His posture was languid and extremely aloof. The light from the screen softened his sharp features, yet he remained gentle. He patiently replied, "My biggest dream when I was a child was to live a life like yours."
You don't need to think about anything, you don't need to do anything, you can just eat, drink, and have fun every day.
Wen Lingshuang glared at him, "You're humiliating me!"
Jiang An raised an eyebrow.
He reached up and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, saying, "Why would I humiliate my fiancée? Yangyang, I don't think you're pretentious, and I don't think there's anything wrong with just eating, drinking, and having fun. If you've lived a life of plenty and comfort for the first half of your life, why should you change it just because you're marrying me? If marrying me means changing your previous lifestyle, then we shouldn't be sitting here watching movies and chatting. We should be talking about the stock market, interest rates, and ways to cooperate."
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
What a great conversationalist!
No wonder they have childhood sweethearts!
snort.
Older men are really cunning.
Wen Lingshuang's heart skipped a beat again, and she pursed her lips, saying, "So you mean, this isn't a business marriage, and your feelings for me aren't purely based on self-interest?"
She longed for him to answer yes, yet felt he should answer no.
Jiang An pondered for a moment.
Actions speak louder than words.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms. "Yangyang, I want you."
He wants her.
He wanted her to be his wife, to spend the rest of his life with him, and to belong to him for the rest of his life.
Wen Lingshuang was pulled into his arms, her emotions softened by his hard chest, her thoughts soothed by his embrace... It seemed that it wouldn't be bad if time stopped at this moment, and there wouldn't be anything wrong with continuing to live like this with him. She rubbed her chin against his shirt and said in a soft voice, "If you want me, you have to abide by my rules."
"What rules?"
"Don't have a childhood sweetheart." She tilted her head slightly to look at him, her wet eyes like those of an abandoned kitten. "Don't have a confidante, don't be like them..."
You must treat me with sincerity.
You must truly love me.
I want to live like in the movies, spending all four seasons and three meals a day with only her.
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