Chapter 47 "You should like me, right?"...
Perhaps because they couldn't meet for the next two months, Wen Lingshuang let Jiang An do whatever he wanted. In fact, it wouldn't have made any difference if she wanted to stop him. She couldn't bring herself to say it, and even if she did, Jiang An would shut her up. Their mouths were completely covered, and the absurdity lasted until dawn.
When she woke up in the afternoon, she even thought she was still dreaming. She subconsciously turned over and continued to lie on her stomach, until she heard the thumping of his heart through her thin clothes. Only then did she gradually open her eyes and meet Jiang An's dark and thick eyes. The moment they met, she saw the teeth marks on his neck.
One, two...
She counted the number of teeth marks and was somewhat surprised. Had she taken that many bites?
Jiang An grasped her delicate little hand, his voice hoarse, "Are you hungry?"
Wen Lingshuang nestled against his chest and shook her head. "I'm not hungry."
Silence fell.
Jiang An looked up at his watch; it was already three in the afternoon.
He touched her cheek. "I'll take you home."
Wen Lingshuang snuggled against him playfully, "I don't want to go, I don't want to go..."
Jiang An chuckled and pinched her chin, "Don't act coquettishly."
According to the rules, we shouldn't see each other anymore starting today.
Jiang An kissed her forehead, threw off the blanket, and got up to get dressed. Wen Lingshuang lay on the bed, looking at his back. His lean waist and strong muscles were perfectly proportioned, and every inch of him pleased her. She slowly sat up, crawled behind him, wrapped her arms around his strong waist, and whispered, "Don't forget to video call and text me, or I'll get angry and won't marry you."
Her soft, sweet cheeks pressed against his back, her voice as sweet as sugar water. How could Jiang An refuse? He couldn't wait to give her everything she wanted. He gently released her hand, turned to look at her, and said, "This marriage is not up to you."
Wen Lingshuang snorted, picked up her clothes from the side and put them on, "Put my shoes on."
She proudly raised her legs, her smooth, white skin as white as silk, even her ankles were flushed with a faint pink. Jiang An squatted down, picked up the high heels from the ground, placed her feet on his thighs, and then slowly slipped the high heels onto her feet.
Wen Lingshuang just looked at him, the corners of her lips turned up, "I wonder what the people of Xining Group would think if they knew that their leader was kneeling on the ground putting my shoes on."
"What could be wrong with putting shoes on your wife?" Jiang An's large hand enveloped her small feet as he looked up at her. "But you, with so many suitors, you were the one I snatched away."
Those young masters and noblemen who pursued her would have the chance in their lifetime to see what the extremely charming Wen Lingshuang was like.
No matter how beautiful her voice was, or how graceful her posture was.
Wen Lingshuang pretended to stomp on his thigh a few times, "So you should be glad."
Jiang An chuckled, "Yes, I should be grateful."
After putting on her shoes, Wen Lingshuang stood up.
Jiang An rolled up the bed sheet that had been a complete mess last night. When Wen Lingshuang saw him pick up the bed sheet, she frowned slightly and said, "Why are you rolling this up? Just give it to the maid to clean up later."
“There’s too much water.” Jiang An looked at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable. “It’s splashed everywhere, and I don’t want anyone to see it.”
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
She gave him a playful glare, then turned and walked towards the door.
Jiang An personally drove her back to the Wen family home. When they arrived at the gate, Jiang An suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The scorching heat emanated from her palms. Wen Lingshuang looked into his eyes, her eyes filled with unspoken words. She threw herself into his arms and said, "Let me hug you one more time."
Jiang An gently stroked her cheek, "Remember to call me if anything happens."
"Um."
After parting ways with Jiang An, Wen Lingshuang returned home.
Before, she didn't feel that the days were long. She went to exhibitions, shopping and banquets every day. Time would slip through her fingers if she didn't pay attention. Now, thinking about not seeing Jiang An for two months, it felt like an eternity. During the time of preparing for the wedding, Tan Zhu accompanied Wen Ling Shuang to try on wedding dresses and rings. They traveled from China to foreign countries and back again. After more than half a month of back and forth, she lost weight.
Seeing that Wen Lingshuang didn't seem to care about anything, only showing a little energy when she video-called Jiang An every day, Tan Zhu realized that their relationship had progressed rapidly. From initially treating marriage as a matter of self-interest to now sincerely facing this relationship, it wasn't a bad thing, but... Tan Zhu couldn't help but feel a little worried when she thought of the Jiang family. Seeing that Wen Lingshuang had hung up the video call, she stepped forward and said, "Did you watch the video I sent you?"
Wen Lingshuang turned to look at her, "The video of Yao Fei talking about the company's development strategy?"
Tan Zhu nodded.
A few days ago, Yao Fei attended a local economic planning event and accepted a media interview in her capacity as a senior executive of Xining Group. In the interview, she clearly expressed Xining Group's development plan for the next five years. In fact, there was nothing wrong with watching the whole video, except for the last sentence, which was somewhat intriguing.
[The company's development strategy is its core objective. We will not only value economic development but also optimize our strategic direction. However, even the best methods require a good leader. We hope that in the future, the Xining Group can work together as one and strive towards our original goals.]
Wen Lingshuang didn't think that was the meaning; on the contrary, she felt that Tan Zhu was being overly sensitive.
Not to mention that the Xining Group is now under Jiang An's control, just look at those shareholders. When Yao Fei was in charge, those people received far less benefit than when Jiang An was in charge. Moreover, given Jiang An's current zenith, who would dare to cause internal strife at this time? Yao Fei is not such a brainless person.
Seeing that she remained silent, Tan Zhu said, "In short, you must be careful in everything you do after you marry into the Jiang family. I'm increasingly convinced that Yao Fei is not so easy to deal with."
Wen Lingshuang adjusted her skirt, nonchalantly, "You think she's hard to deal with, but you think I'm easy to deal with?"
Tan Zhu coughed and said, "What do you think, Miss Wen? While you were enjoying yourself, Yao Fei was already making her mark in the business world."
"Don't talk about these annoying things, just help me see which of these rings looks best?"
Two days ago, they arrived in New York and tried on ten wedding ring samples, mostly with jade as the main diamond. Tan Zhu didn't understand Wen Lingshuang's aesthetic sense; jade as the main diamond was too old-fashioned and couldn't possibly complement her youthful twenties. However, the designs were novel and outstanding. They took all ten ring samples back to the hotel, but they hadn't decided which one it would be.
Tan Zhu glanced at it casually and asked, "Didn't you ask Jiang An what his attitude was?"
"Him?" Wen Lingshuang pouted. "Whatever he says is the same as saying nothing at all."
Wen Lingshuang wore all ten rings on her fingers. Although they weren't the final products, the jade used was quite valuable. After taking a picture of all ten fingers, she posted it on her WeChat Moments with the caption: "[All ten fingers must have beautiful rings! Mr. Jiang called me a little centipede, what an awful nickname (angry)]"
After sending it, Jiang An quickly gave it a like.
Jiang An replied: [I'll use a different form of address and tell you about it later.]
As soon as he replied, a whole bunch of people followed suit with replies and likes.
Without exception, they all said they were showing off their love.
Tan Zhu scrolled through her WeChat Moments and couldn't help but click her tongue, saying, "Having done it makes all the difference."
Wen Lingshuang blushed slightly and glared at her, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
“What nonsense am I talking about? Do you know what you look like right now?” Tan Zhu looked her up and down. “Like a peach that’s ripe inside and out, exuding a seductive charm that’s been ‘pampered’ countless times.” After saying that, she sighed, “My dear sister, how could you let him get his way so easily…”
Wen Lingshuang was somewhat taken aback.
What do you mean by letting him succeed so easily?
In truth, she got the better deal; this old man in his thirties was completely taken advantage of by her.
Thinking back to that first night, Jiang An didn't say her name the most, but repeatedly told her, "I don't know how, teach me how to put it in."
"Come say that to me when you have someone you like in the future." Wen Lingshuang leaned against the Roman column and looked at her. "But with your personality, I'm afraid if you really met someone, you wouldn't be as reserved as I am."
Tan Zhu chuckled, "That's right. Life is only a few decades long, so we should enjoy it to the fullest, shouldn't we?"
Wen Lingshuang sighed, "Life is only a few decades long, but these two months have been so hard to get through..."
She walked to the bedside, lay down on it, and said in a muffled voice, "I miss Jiang An so much."
The neon lights outside the French windows streamed into the room. It was the first time Tan Zhu had seen such longing on Wen Ling Shuang's face. Thinking of all the men who had pursued her before, which one had she even noticed? Which one had made her so attached and nostalgic? Tan Zhu leaned close to her side, looking into her eyes, and said, "If that's what you're thinking, then let's go see him."
“No, my mom said we can’t meet before the wedding.” Wen Lingshuang said, sounding a little aggrieved. “If we do, we’ll definitely get a divorce within three years.”
"Hey, how can you believe in such superstitions? What era are we living in?"
“I didn’t believe it before, but… but…” she stammered, “the one you calculated for me was quite accurate, so I believed it.”
Which one?
“That one,” Wen Lingshuang said, pursing her lips. “It was about me and Jiang An, and it was pretty accurate.”
"If you don't understand, just say so."
Wen Lingshuang hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's talk about how sexually fulfilling I am..."
Tan Zhu was taken aback. "So you even ran back to China to hide from people because of this?"
Mentioning her first time, Wen Lingshuang shyly punched the bed, resigned to her fate, "Anyway, I don't want to hide anymore!"
Tan Zhu shook her head helplessly and comforted him, "So, what do you think Jiang An's feelings are towards you?"
Wen Lingshuang thought about it carefully, "He probably likes me."
At least I like her body.
"That's settled then. If you like each other, why would you break up? Even superstitions have to be based on reason. To put it another way, even if there were no feelings between you two, the marriage between the Wenjiang and Wenjiang families was based on mutual benefit. As long as the benefits are there, why would you get divorced?"
That makes some sense.
Wen Lingshuang looked at Tan Zhu and said, "I've discovered that you're quite intelligent."
Tan Zhu: "...You're blinded by love now. How could you have been fooled by such superstitious words before? Doing whatever you wanted was your style."
The more Tan Zhu spoke, the more Wen Lingshuang felt it made sense.
She quickly sat up and said, "Okay, I'll go back to China to see him right now!"
*
The weather in China is cold and gloomy, and the temperature has dropped several degrees compared to yesterday.
Jiang Ting drove Xu Mi to the foot of the Xining Group building. Xu Mi looked out the car window at the towering building and was speechless with amazement. Although she had seen a lot of big things in Beijing these days, she still found it unbelievable that this building belonged to Mr. Jiang.
How can the differences between people be so great?
Seeing her shocked and surprised look, Jiang Ting smiled and said, "Get out of the car. I've already spoken to my brother; he's waiting for you upstairs."
Xu Mi was a little nervous. She turned to look at Jiang Ting, fiddling with her hair, and said, "Is it okay for me to see Mr. Jiang like this?"
Even the clothes he wore were personally selected by him, and they were elegant and appropriate, so there was no room for error.
Jiang Ting took out the wrapped gift from the car and said with a smile, "It's okay, my brother is very easy to get along with. Here, I've prepared the gift for you. It's just a matter of saying thank you, so don't be too nervous."
Even so, Xu Mi was still nervous.
She nodded haltingly and followed Jiang Ting into the building.
When he reached the door, the employees recognized him and addressed him as Young Master Jiang.
As Xu Mi watched Jiang Ting's retreating figure, a strange sense of inferiority welled up in her heart.
The rain was falling softly.
At 3 p.m., Wen Lingshuang and Tan Zhu's plane arrived in Beijing. Without Jiang An's knowledge, the two drove to Xining Group.
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