Chapter 44 "Now, I want it."...
Wen Lingshuang drove him back to the Wen family home, which was in complete disarray. The entire hall was packed with various wedding samples, including thousands of invitation samples and thousands of flowers for the wedding venue. Not to mention the countless small tableware and plates.
Jiang An looked at the large box of samples piled on the ground, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you for your hard work. I've been busy lately, but I'll take some time off later."
“It’s okay, it’s basically all decided. These are all samples. I’ve ordered Chinese-style invitations, and I’ve ordered specially cultivated new rose varieties for the flowers…” She turned to look at him, “What we haven’t decided on yet is the wedding style.”
Jiang An looked at her and said, "Use whatever you like."
Wen Lingshuang knew he would say that, and the corners of her lips turned up. "So I already know what to do."
She grabbed Jiang An's tie and led him upstairs. "You don't need to do anything now. You just need to do one thing for me."
Jiang An's dark eyes fell on her hand clutching his tie, slender, fair, and with each strand clearly defined.
He let her pull him into the room and said, "I've contacted five makeup teams. Can you help me decide which makeup look is suitable for the wedding?"
Jiang An doesn't know anything about makeup, so she can only choose based on her intuition.
Moreover, Wen Lingshuang's face is beautiful even without makeup; makeup is merely the icing on the cake.
As he listened to her rambling on about the details of the wedding, he realized that the two of them were really going to get married and spend their lives together... Things he never dared to dream of before had now come true. He sat by the window, quietly watching her, and had the illusion that they had been married for many years.
Wen Lingshuang said a lot, but didn't hear Jiang An reply. She turned her head and saw him staring at her with gentle and warm eyes.
She waved her hand in front of him and said with a smile, "What, are you staring at me like a fool?"
After saying that, he smoothed his hair and said, "That's true, with your fiancée being so beautiful, it would be strange if you didn't stare at her like a fool."
Jiang An chuckled softly.
His adorable antics left him at a loss for what to do.
"Will you be free tonight?"
Jiang An rubbed his temples, which ached from overwork, and said, "We'll see."
"What's going on?"
"If you're the one asking me out, I'm free."
Wen Lingshuang smiled and winked. "Jiang An, didn't you say before that our wedding house would face north and slightly south? I don't want to live in a house like that..." She pouted her red lips, looking a little aggrieved. "I want to live in the Xihong area."
She's only twenty-five!
She doesn't want to get pregnant so early!
Therefore, in order to dispel this idea, the only option is to start with Jiang An.
Jiang An couldn't guess that she was thinking this way. She liked bustling areas, and the Wen family's old house was located halfway up the mountain, which was a bit far from the bustling areas. It was understandable that she wanted to live in Xihong. However, her sudden words made him think for a long time before he said, "My father left three villas on that piece of land in Xihong and gave them to Jiang Xu, Jiang Qi and Ms. Yao."
In other words, Jiang An has no share.
Wen Lingshuang stared at him in disbelief and said, "Why? They're all sons, so why did your father give them to Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi but not to you? Even Ms. Yao got one."
What else can it rely on?
With the power and status Jiang An holds, he can own any house he wants, unlike Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi, who are now being suppressed by him and it is extremely difficult for them to get any resources from him. Therefore, in recent years, Jiang Hanyu's favoritism towards Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi has become increasingly obvious.
Jiang An didn't care.
It's just a house.
He wants it, and he has plenty.
Seeing that Wen Lingshuang was somewhat annoyed and angry, Jiang An reached out and squeezed her palm, saying, "Then I'll go back and talk to them."
Wen Lingshuang wasn't unreasonable. Jiang An wanted to discuss the house with Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi, which was tantamount to letting them step on her neck. She thought for a moment and shook her head: "Forget it, Xihong isn't a good place either. Besides, my family has prepared many wedding rooms for me. I can just pick one."
That being said.
But she had never felt so frustrated before. When had she ever wanted something but not gotten it?
Jiang An looked at her puffed-up little face, smiled, and pulled her into his arms.
With a little effort, she sat steadily on his lap and asked, "If you want something, there's no reason why you can't have it. Xihong it is, I'll pick out the best house for you."
Wen Lingshuang shook her head, "I already said I don't want it."
Jiang An raised his hand, opened his thumb and forefinger and pinched her pink cheek, turning her face towards him, meeting her beautiful big eyes, "Don't lie to me, I know what you want."
Wen Lingshuang looked into Jiang An's dark, deep eyes, where her reflection was seen—a reflection that was gentle, charming, adorable, and aggrieved…
She raised her hand and slowly put it on his shoulder, whispering, "I've lived this long, and only now do I know what it means to be timid and hesitant."
Jiang An didn't hear her clearly, so he leaned closer and asked, "Hmm?"
"Let's choose the house in Xiting. It's not far from the city center, and I like the environment."
Jiang An reached out and gently pinched the tip of her nose. "No, just Xihong."
After saying that, he patted her soft buttocks and said, "Get up, I'll go back and tell them now."
He clapped his hand, but Wen Lingshuang refused to get up. She remained seated, saying haughtily, "No way."
Jiang An chuckled and leaned close to her ear, "If you don't get up in this position, I won't be polite."
Wen Lingshuang didn't believe he would dare to do anything outrageous in her home or her room.
She just didn't want him to go back, and she didn't want him to argue with Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi because of her.
Seeing that she was unmoved by his words, Jiang An's dark eyes grew even deeper and more profound.
Wen Lingshuang probably didn't realize that she possessed a very special ability, an alluring charm that she exuded at all times, making men flock to her. Moreover, with her sitting on his lap in this posture, no man could resist.
Warm yellow sunlight streamed in through the vintage glass, and Jiang An's hand landed on Wen Lingshuang's leg; the slightly slit skirt was perfect for an attack.
When her skirt was lifted, Wen Lingshuang sensed something, grabbed his wrist abruptly, and called out anxiously, "Jiang An!"
"You still have a chance." Jiang An looked at her and said, word by word, "Get up and let me go."
"Or just sit still and let me do it."
Wen Lingshuang bit her red lips.
The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.
Under his gaze, Wen Lingshuang slowly loosened her grip on his wrist, allowing him to attack fearlessly and run rampant without any control.
Today, the room was filled with the scents of fresh lilies and jasmine. The two fragrances blended together, making the almost imperceptible alluring scent disappear. This was the living room on the second floor, and there were quite a few servants coming and going. The passing servants only saw Wen Lingshuang sitting on Jiang An's lap, with her hands on his shoulders, looking deeply in love and extremely happy. They had no idea that a hand was brazenly penetrating her.
The servants would always make noise as they passed by, and with each tiny sound, Wen Lingshuang would become more nervous.
Although the servants didn't dare to look inside, they could only glance at it out of the corner of their eyes.
But that's enough.
We'll see them chatting, we'll see them discussing wedding details, and maybe we'll even see Jiang An...
"The wedding flowers, uh..." she bit her red lips, "Do you have any objections?"
"I'll listen to you."
“Why do you…” she bit her red lips again, “always listen to me, you should also give me some… uh… advice.”
"No."
Beneath his extremely refined and gentle demeanor, with his self-disciplined and propriety-bound nature, lies a profound and utter breakdown of morality and social order.
Wen Lingshuang is being played to death by him.
She couldn't help but lean on his shoulder and plead softly, "No more, Jiang An, I have other things to do today."
"good."
Jiang An didn't make things difficult for her and withdrew his hand.
After sensing his departure, Wen Lingshuang didn't know whether she breathed a sigh of relief or for some other reason. She closed her eyes tightly and rested on his shoulder for a few seconds before calming down. She then slowly stood up from his lap, and the spot where she had just been sitting was now soaked.
She stared intently at that spot, blushing deeply.
Jiang An acted as if nothing was wrong, slowly got up, picked up a tissue from the side to wipe the marks on his index and middle fingers and his suit pants, and said, "Is 11 okay?"
Wen Lingshuang was still in shock.
Looking at the stain on his suit pants, all she could think about was what to do; it was such a big puddle, how could she have leaked so much?
"Yangyang," Jiang An called her again.
Wen Lingshuang snapped out of her daze and met his eyes. "What?"
"Is one of the eleven villas in Xihong okay?"
"Why is it 11?"
“11 looks like a grand mansion.” He slowly wiped his fingers. “And it’s also the best villa in Xihong, with a lake opposite and a garden on the right.”
Wen Lingshuang's mind was a little muddled, and she waved her hand, "Whatever, whatever."
Jiang An smiled and stepped forward, "Okay."
After saying that, he used his clean fingers to tuck a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. "Wait for my message."
He tucked a stray hair behind his ear with his fingertips, deliberately brushing it across his earlobe.
My fingers were wet from being soaked in water, and they were a little wrinkled and damp.
Touching the spot where I had touched her, and then touching her earlobe again, it was really... really...
Wen Lingshuang couldn't quite describe the feeling that made her heart race.
By the time they came to their senses, Jiang An was already gone.
She went to the window and saw his car driving down the mountain road. Her pounding heart gradually calmed down as he left.
*
Inside the car, Jiang An clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and rested.
More than an hour later, the car arrived at the Jiang family's old house.
The driver whispered a reminder, and Jiang An slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Jiang family's gate, and got out of the car.
The weather in autumn is never very good. In just a few hours, the sky turned overcast, bringing with it a touch of autumn coolness.
As they stepped inside, they heard the voices of Jiang Xu, Jiang Qi, and others.
They were roughly discussing the year-end dinner.
Jiang An remained silent for a moment, then continued walking inside.
When Jiang Xu, Jiang Qi, and the others saw him, their smiles immediately froze. Jiang Qi, unable to contain himself, stood up and asked, "Why did you come back?"
Jiang An rarely returned to this home, and mostly stayed at the Nanxi Villa.
He paused slightly, then changed the subject, "Now, I want it."
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