Chapter 36 "What kind of multi-functional room?"...
Looking at the message Jiang An sent, Wen Lingshuang felt a headache and her face burning. Not only was her explanation clumsy, but the other party was also going along with her words, making it seem even more obvious that she was trying to cover up her mistake. She put down her phone and looked at the beauty in the mirror. She was wearing a long halter dress and had thick black hair. Her whole body seemed to be glowing, except for the teeth mark on her chest, which was extremely glaring.
He raised his hand and touched the tooth mark.
Was she talking nonsense? Or was she just drunk?
After thinking for a long time without coming up with a solution, I splashed cold water on my face to calm myself down for a moment, then changed my clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast.
Last night, everyone got completely drunk. In the past, this wouldn't have been a big deal. They'd gotten drunk at Anne's house, Claire's house, Grace's house... and even at Fang Pei's house countless times. Nobody took it seriously. Some people were even lying on the sofa, their sleeping positions a complete mess. Walking into the dining room, the table was already laden with a sumptuous breakfast. Wen Lingshuang pulled out a chair and sat down. Anne, sitting opposite her, asked, "Are you going back soon?"
“No.” Wen Lingshuang drank her milk. “Why go back? Jiang An has to work, and I’m so bored all by myself in the manor.”
Following the direction of her gaze, I saw Lon standing in the courtyard. After Jiang An left, he asked Lon to stay and keep him company.
When Wen Lingshuang saw Lon, she almost spat out the milk in her mouth.
Anne watched her subtle movements, a knowing smile creeping onto her lips. “Your fiancé is quite worried about you. No wonder, given how beautiful you are, he’s always worried about having a man with him when you go out.”
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
So what did she do yesterday to make Jiang An so angry that he bit her? And even bit her chest.
She looked at Anne, cautiously probing, "I was drunk yesterday, did I do anything out of line?"
Anne pretended to think deeply, "How many outrageous things have you done?"
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
Anne rubbed her temples. "I'm sorry, you've done so many things that I can't even remember which ones were out of line and which ones weren't. Why don't you go back and ask your fiancé?"
Wen Lingshuang didn't say anything. After finishing the milk in one gulp, she pursed her lips and said, "Please spare me."
Jiang An was so angry that he bit her. Going back to ask him was no different from courting death.
She decided to stay at Anne's house for a few days.
He hid until Jiang An's anger subsided.
After finishing breakfast, Wen Lingshuang intended to go upstairs and lie down for a while. As she passed by the French windows, Lon saw her figure, pushed open the door and walked in, saying respectfully, "Madam, you're awake. When are you going back?"
“I’m not going back.” Wen Lingshuang clutched her aching chest. “Tell Jiang An that I’m staying here a few more days and that he should come find me after he finishes his work.”
I'm not going back...
Lon frowned unconsciously. Her husband had clearly left in a huff that morning. If this troublesome woman stayed any longer, her anger might turn into rage, and if she couldn't vent it on her, she'd take it out on someone else. She thought of those men her husband had assigned to the border group…
Lon took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "If you're not going back, sir, let me wait here until you do."
Wen Lingshuang stood on the steps looking at Lon, her beautiful brows furrowed.
She was staying at Anne's house, and given Anne's personality and temperament, she would most likely take her out for some crazy fun, and this kind of fun wouldn't be as simple as shopping or going to exhibitions. Her mother wasn't wrong to say that Anne, Claire, and Grace were 'bad influences'; they were indeed more outrageous than the average rich girl. If Jiang An found out…
She reached up and clutched her chest. "He dares to threaten me?"
“How could the gentleman be a threat? He’s just worried about your safety while you’re out there.”
Wen Lingshuang was both angry and guilty, because she didn't know what else she had done last night besides saying things she shouldn't have said, that made Jiang An send Lon to follow her every step of the way...
After thinking for a moment, he said impatiently, "Bring the car here."
Lon breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes."
A dozen minutes later, Wen Lingshuang came downstairs dressed. Claire had just woken up and was still half asleep when she saw Wen Lingshuang walking towards the door. She called out, "Why are you leaving already, Lingshuang... We have other activities today. We're going out to sea later. I invited some of the new male models from HH Model Agency. Didn't you say last time that those male models were really good-looking? I've asked them to come and have drinks with you."
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
Lon: "..."
After a few seconds of silence, Wen Lingshuang said with a forced smile, "Thank you, Claire. I don't remember saying that. What male model? I don't care about that."
After saying that, she walked out in her high heels.
After getting into the car, Lon drove slowly forward. In the back seat, Wen Lingshuang applied lipstick in front of the mirror and said, "Lon, you and Jiang An have been together for many years."
Lon felt a chill run down his spine. "Yes, it's been many years."
Wen Lingshuang raised an eyebrow slightly. "Since you've been with me for so many years, I think you should understand human relationships better than I do. There are some things that should be said and some things that shouldn't be said. You have to weigh them carefully."
"clear."
"It's good that you understand." Wen Lingshuang put down the mirror, looked at him, and blinked as she said, "Because I hate idiots the most. Even if you are Jiang An's person, if you are too stupid, I will make him replace you."
Lon's heart suddenly tightened.
He seemed more afraid of his future wife, Mrs. Jiang, than of his husband.
Wen Lingshuang picked up the card, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Although she had a room full of flowers, it didn't stop her from being moved by the person who gave her the flowers.
She gently picked up one of the bunches, turned to look at Lon, and said, "Take a picture of me, the prettiest one."
After the post was published, it quickly received over 99 likes.
Everyone knows who the person she's talking about is.
Comments flooded social media feeds.
Most of the messages were blessings, congratulations, and wishes for a long and happy marriage. Only Anne replied with: "[Perfect match, I mean that.]"
Wen Lingshuang guessed that she dared to be so bold because Jiang An didn't have her WeChat.
But it's okay, she replied: [More than that, we're a perfect match.]
After sending the message, I threw my phone away and went upstairs.
Seeing that she had gone upstairs, Lon instructed the housekeeper and then drove to the company.
Time flew by, and soon it was evening.
After Jiang An finished the project meeting and returned to his office, he was preparing to leave when another contract came up that he needed to review and sign. After reading the contract, he took out his pen to sign it, asking as he did so, "Has Ling Shuang returned to the manor?"
Lon, standing beside her, replied, "She went back at noon, and she was very happy with the flowers you sent."
Hearing this, Jiang An nodded. "I'm glad you're satisfied."
"My wife also posted a picture of flowers on her WeChat Moments."
Jiang An turned to look at Lon and asked, "Does she mean this comment is directed at everyone?"
Lon looked down, pursed his lips, and said, "It's also possible that he was replying to someone but didn't mention their name, so it became a public address."
Jiang An frowned deeply.
I carefully read and studied Wen Lingshuang's comment repeatedly.
A few minutes later, he got up, grabbed his suit, and walked towards the door.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. It was already past 11 p.m. when the car drove into the basement of the manor. Jiang An got out of the car and took the elevator up to the second floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, a classical melody came from the depths of the corridor. It was Bartók's "Sonata for Violin Solo". The melody spread throughout the entire space through the long corridor, like sinking into the quicksand of time and returning to a night many years ago.
Starlight streamed in through the window, and with each step closer, the melody became clearer.
As they walked to the end of the corridor, they gently pushed open the door and saw Wen Lingshuang standing with her back to the door in front of the music stand. Her milky white velvet dress perfectly accentuated her curves, and she was holding a black violin, playing a piece with elegance and skill.
Jiang An couldn't bear to disturb her, so he watched her play quietly.
Halfway through the performance, the melody suddenly stopped. Wen Lingshuang put down her violin and said, "Boring, boring, so incredibly boring."
Upon hearing this, Jiang An's lips curled up slightly.
She put the violin back in its case, then wandered around the room, seemingly bored and unsure of what to do.
Jiang An pursed his lips, feeling somewhat indebted. He put down the suit jacket he was holding, walked behind her, and whispered, "I'll take a day off tomorrow to go with you to order a wedding dress and ring, okay?"
His deep voice was husky and sexy.
I know who it is without even turning around.
Wen Lingshuang stood in front of an oil painting, raising her hand to touch its texture, and said, "You only just realized you wanted to come with me? Sending me on this business trip is like leaving me alone in the manor. What's the difference between that and keeping a canary in a cage?"
"Are you a canary?" The person behind her seemed to be close, his hard, hot chest pressed against her back, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe as if whispering in her ear, "You are a nightingale with sharp claws, and you will fly away if you are not careful."
"You've tied me up, how am I supposed to walk?"
"Did I tie you up?"
“They’ve tied me up.” Her fingers traced the boats in the oil painting. “They’ve tied my hands, tied my feet, and even tried to tie my neck, so I can’t move anywhere.”
The person behind him chuckled. "I don't like bondage. You have delicate skin; it would be easy to hurt you."
Wen Lingshuang's heart skipped a beat. She turned her head to look at him, biting her red lips, "Jiang An!"
Jiang An looked down at her. "Hmm?"
From his vantage point, he could easily see her snow-white neck, her heaving breasts, and the teeth marks he had left on her chest. His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable as he gently ran his hand over the teeth marks. "Does it still hurt?"
Gently rubbing with your fingertips, you feel a tingling sensation wherever you touch.
Wen Lingshuang suddenly felt short of breath.
She instinctively reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Going down a little further, just a little lower, she reached her most sensitive spot. Her face flushed, and she looked up at him. "No matter what I did to make you angry, you shouldn't have bitten me."
Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her eyes were misty with moisture. She looked so fragile and pitiful. Jiang An looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. She had indeed done many things that angered him: drinking so much alcohol, talking nonsense, and most importantly, in the past he didn't know about, she had done such things countless times...
But he didn't want to see her cry. If such a beautiful woman cried, it was someone else's fault unless it was murder or arson.
"You told me to bite you." Jiang An thought for a long time before telling his first lie.
Thinking about it later, it wasn't exactly a lie. She was completely drunk and let him do whatever he wanted, so how could it not be something she asked him to do?
Now it was Wen Lingshuang's turn to be surprised.
However, I wasn't surprised for long.
"What else can I say besides letting you bite me?" she asked with difficulty.
"Take off your clothes so I can help you change into your pajamas."
"..." Wen Lingshuang stared in disbelief, "Completely naked?"
"Completely stripped."
She wasn't even wearing a bra.
Wen Lingshuang was extremely embarrassed, feeling like she wanted to disappear into the ground but couldn't find a place to hide. After a long while, she bit her red lips and said, "Then why did you do it? Didn't you know to avoid suspicion before marriage?"
"have no idea."
Wen Lingshuang opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say a lot, but not knowing what to say. Finally, she managed to stammer out, "I will never get drunk again! I swear!"
very good.
A hint of a smile flashed in Jiang An's eyes.
“Then when you go back to China, you can renovate the wine cellar at home and turn it into a lounge or entertainment room.” Jiang An slightly pulled up her collar to cover her alluring figure. “We’ll also forgo the wine cellar design in our new home and turn it into…”
He paused for a moment, then said, "Multifunctional room."
Which type of multi-functional room?
Jiang An thought for a moment, "A multi-functional room with mirrors on all four sides and a bed in the middle?"
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